Demetri currently strode into the underground Throne Room, followed closely by Felix, finding their three Masters once again hovering over their ancient books which smelled highly of leather and earth.
"You wanted to see us, Aro?"
Aro's bowed head was the first to rise in welcome. "Yes, Yes, Demetri, there you two are. I hope your latest hunt was to your satisfactory?"
The loyal guards nodded as he flickered up before them. "It was," assured Demetri, "Now, what's the alert?"
"We just received a private report: there has been suspiciously large number of newborns being spotted in some neighboring German towns. Merely as a precaution, we are wanting our Guard to go and see if the matter is really a threat to our kind or not. And those fellow German tribes are worried about invasions in their assigned hunting grounds. You know, typical regulations."
"Absolutely."
"Splendid." Aro waved a casual hand. "Felix, Santiago is ready to go and is waiting for you at the gates. You shall take the south half, while Demetri and the twins shall cover the north half."
Felix obeyed and exited the hall. Demetri turned back to Aro fleetingly. "Are you sure I'll be needing the twins? If this mission is really that simple, then their services may be wasted."
Aro grinned softly. "But, why not take them? Better safe than sorry, say I."
"You might right there. Sure thing." Demetri bowed, leaving afterwards to locate the twins.
They happened to be settled in the sunroom; Alec lounged along the sofa basking in the light, his features glistening, and in the chair next to him, Jane was busy braiding her yellow hair down the side of her neck.
"Let's go, you two," Demetri huffed out, motioning to them from the archway. "We have regulations."
The twins took immediate interest, both standing up, looked at each other and nodded in perfect unison.
He rolled his eyes.
Demetri always got stuck patrolling with them. The same went for Felix. He didn't want to dread being near the twins—the Witch Twins—the "babies of the family," Santiago liked to murmur to him on occasion.
He was a vampire, too, and a strong one. But whenever Demetri was forced to be alone with them, a part of him did fear them nonetheless.
Realizing that the twins were a terrific asset to their team was not the same thing as able to praise them for it. (That clearly was Aro's task.)
It had already been decades and Demetri still had yet to get fully used to living with them. Not to mention learning to avoid flinching in their presence if possible.
They were just a bit too strange for his personal tastes.
Some days he'd catch them wandering down the corridors, playing weird rhyming games; or they'll be sitting under a tree in the courtyards, just whispering things to each other, having long mysterious conversations. He never understood what they said if he ever passed by them—the words still sounded like complete gibberish to his keen ears—perhaps they knew how to speak in Tongues. Ha! Maybe it was some form of witchcraft, after all. That would certainly add to their odd personality quirks and habits.
And plus, the rumor that Aro had desired them even while they were still mortal spread throughout the Volturi House. By this time, everyone knew it.
Demetri examined them now as he steadily trailed behind, noticing how their foot falls in their step were always in sync...their movements seemed robotic, yet so natural at the same time.
Did they try to do that? Or was it another silly twin thing?
...Whatever the case, being born mortal and gifted with supernatural talents at the same time was not a common happening in itself—and if a secret magical something managed to weave its way into the laws of their humanity, then that was definitely something to fear.