Demetri and his accidental mate

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It is an anniversary date, one special for guard and tracker Demetri, since it involves the day he joined the Volturi. Aro and his brothers decide appreciation is in order for all the work he has done for the coven. His skills as a tracker are formidable, and he had proven his worth many times over. So as a reward, Demetri would be given an extra meal ticket, so to speak. It was going to be a surprise though. A pair of young humans in their prime. One man and one woman were taken to his room by Felix and Santiago. They complied mutely, unsure what was going to happen. Felix locked the door as soon as the couple were thrown into the room, leaving a short note on Demetri's door, saying, Happy Anniversary, Demetri, from your Volturi family.

As soon as Demetri had returned from a short mission and had finished reporting to an oddly quiet Aro, he found himself happy to be going to his room for some much-needed peace and quiet. Before he had even reached his room, he heard pounding coming from inside his door. Someone was in his room, and yet sounded desperate to get out.

Irate that someone should have accidently gotten themselves locked in his personal quarters, Demetri unlocked the door and pushed it open. Inside, he was surprised to find two cowering figures moving slowly away from the door. One sniff told him they were human. His throat began to burn with the thirst. It had only been a week since the coven had feasted, yet he was hungry. Then he remembered the note. Of course, these humans were a gift from the masters. Then he must enjoy the pair to honour their gift to him.

Approaching the man, Demetri inhaled deeply and knew how pure his blood was. No illegal drugs, no medicinals, no disease. A perfect specimen to slake his thirst. His eyes darkened when he grabbed the man by the throat, pulling him closer. Venom filled his mouth as his thirst grew, but his meal would not be offered immortality. Death would be his fate.

Demetri moved faster than could be seen by either human, his teeth latching on the man's throat. Warm blood filled his mouth, his neck muscles gulping down the rich fluid. As his thirst was being quenched, Demetri made note of the female watching them.

The woman who had been locked in with his male victim saw the attack and screamed, her mind unable to reconcile what was happening. Demetri drained the man and let his body fall to the floor. He turned to the screaming woman, who had run to the re-locked door, pulling on the handle in a futile effort to escape. She gazed at the man with black eyes coming toward her. Fear permeated her entire being, when she saw blood on the tall blonde's lips.

She held out her hands and shook her head as she backed up. "No, please, don't."

Demetri was at her side in a flash, his left hand wound within her long hair, tugging her head to the side. His right hand ripped her sleeve away from her shoulder, baring the soft skin to his eyes and his mouth. He bit hard, sucking the warm red fluid as it filled his mouth. Like the man, her blood was pure of any foul taste. She struggled in his arms at first but that slowed as she weakened.

Suddenly Demetri felt sick, his mind rebelling against his thirst. He pulled away from the woman, feeling a pain in his chest. He looked down at her, sensing a growing attachment he could not explain. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to his bed. He was about to lick the wound on her neck to close it so that it would heal, but he saw his venom was already in her body. Demetri knew her existence was in a state of flux, his venom doing the job of making her organs obsolete and transforming her body into that of a vampire. An immortal. His mate.

Demetri slipped her underneath the blankets on his bed and sat beside her. She was pretty, with long light-brown hair. He hadn't noticed her eyes, not that it mattered. They would turn red soon enough. Her lips were full and dark pink. He felt himself drawn to them, but it was the tug in his chest, the need to have her with him that bewildered him. He had not been looking for a mate, but was that even his choice.

While he was thinking, the woman began to stir, moans coming from her parted lips. Demetri knew the pain that would follow. He quickly kicked off his shoes and took off his jacket, and went to lie beside her. He would be there to hold her while she endured the change.

As her cries grew louder, he hugged her, whispering in her ear, assuring her he would be there for her. He came to the realization she was his mate and accepted that. She was his to cherish and love. He only had to wait until she woke, then he would explain everything to her.

Moans turned to cries, cries turned to screams. There was nothing to be done but for Demetri to wait. And he did. He was eager to see the woman turned so he could speak with her, tell her about her new existence, and how they belonged together.

A few days later, the woman awoke. She looked up to see the man who had killed her friend standing over her...and she screamed.

Demetri, shocked, attempted to calm her down. But she would not stop screaming... until suddenly, she did, going completely silent. She backed into a corner in the room and cowered as she sunk down to the floor.

"I'm Demetri. Please, you don't have to fear me." He leaned down to take her hand, but she shrunk away from him. "Look, I have to go take care of something. It's safer if you stay here. I'll be right back." He flashed to the door, locking it behind as he left.

The woman rose and ran to the door, bumping into it when she finds she can't stop in time. What just happened, she wonders. She grabbed the door ring and pulled on it, the door slightly tearing off its hinges. Again, she is confused. Demetri arrived just as she is about to pull the door off its hinges completely. He has an unconscious human in his arms.

Setting the body on the floor, he holds out his hand to the frightened newborn. "This is for you, my love. You must feed. Can you feel the burning in your throat?"

Seeing her slowly nod her head encourages Demetri. At least she understands him. She comes to stand by him but doesn't let him touch her. He shows her what to do by kneeling on the floor and lifting the unconscious person, turns his head and bites him. The woman needs no more encouragement than that. She bites the man's throat and begins to swallow his spurting blood, until there is nothing left. She wipes blood from her mouth and licks it off her hand.

"Do you need anything else?" Demetri asks.

She shook her head, still standing feet away from the vampire talking to her.

"Is there anything you want then?" He looks at her torn shirt. "New clothes maybe?"

She looks down and frowns, then looks up at Demetri and nods.

He flashes to his desk and brings her a pencil and pad. "Here, write down anything you want, anything. Then we'll talk. I promise, I won't hurt you," he says. When she finishes the list, he takes the pad from her and reads the list. Books, magazines, a TV or DVD player with some videos. Lastly she wanted a stuffed animal or two. A dog or cat, monkey or lion, she didn't care. Just something to hug. Of course she didn't know Demetri would have wanted to be the thing she hugged.

When Demetri saw the request for candy on the pad, he told her, "I'm sorry, you can't eat this kind of food anymore. I'll explain later." Demetri called Chelsea on his cell, asking her to come to his room. He gave his friend the list and some money, and thanked her for doing the shopping.

"Now come here and sit beside me." She sat at the far opposite side of his sofa, watching him carefully. "What is your name?"

"Carolyn. And you're Demetri."

He smiled at her. "Yes, that's right. You see, you've changed, Carolyn. You're not...human anymore. You're like me now. A vampire."

She began to laugh, then realized she had killed a man. "You did this to me."

"I did, but I didn't know what you would be to me. I stopped drinking from you but it was too late. You were already being changed."

"So...I'm a vampire too?" She saw him nod and thought that explained the odd things happening to her.

"And worse," Demetri said, smiling awkwardly "you're my mate. My wife, in human terms."

She slouched on the sofa, wanting to cry, but realized no tears were coming.

He tried to make her outlook seem better. "As long as you're here, you can have anything your heart desires. Look, let me show you around the castle. You can see it's just an ordinary place where our coven exists. It's our home and it will be your home too." He held out his hand to her, which she took tentatively, and followed Demetri out of his room.

He showed her the garden first, the places she could sit and enjoy being outdoors. "You must be careful not to be seen by humans in sunlight." He should her his hand, which was now sparkling as the sunlight illuminated his skin. He smiled when she reached out to touch him, that mere touch causing his body to shudder slightly.

Demetri then took her back indoors to show her the audience hall, the throne room, the secretaries' area, and the library. He explained the hierarchy. She had obviously not met the masters yet.

He spent the next few days getting her acclimated to life in the castle. He introduced her to his best friend Felix, and the other more important guards. He cautioned her about the lower-level guards, both new and less vital guards. Although she was a vampire, she was new herself, might not be seen as welcome yet.

One day, while Demetri was off on a short mission for the coven, Carolyn wandered the halls, learning to get her bearings. The castle was huge inside due to the lower-level floors unseen by humans outside. She ran into a group of guards she didn't recognize, who surrounded her. Their smiles looked more like leers, as they reached out to touch or push her.

"This must be the newborn Demetri created by accident." Gossip traveled within the castle quickly. "She's pretty, but doesn't seem to have much newborn strength. See how scared she looks."

"Demetri got himself a good one alright," one said while laughing at Carolyn.

Then out of nowhere, a flash appeared and began to tear the arms and heads from the four delinquents. No warning, just final death.

Carolyn backed against the wall, shaking her head and looking quite frightened. When Demetri was done destroying her assailants, he frowned, seeing fear in her expression. But then she ran toward him and hugged him, kissing his cheek.

"Thank you, Demetri, oh thank you. I didn't know what to do. If you hadn't shown up..." She hugged him tighter, making him feel happy. So simple an emotion, but it gave light to his immortal soul to know she wasn't afraid of him anymore.

His hand cupped her cheek, and he leaned in to kiss her lips gently. "You're my mate, Carolyn, and I'm yours. Your life will be more important to me than my own."

"We'll learn to love each other?" she asked, so innocent, since Demetri was the first man she'd felt anything for.

"We will," he replied literally grinning. "Come, my sweet, Heidi will be here soon with our next meal. If you need anything, I will be there with you."

Carolyn didn't know how long it would take for her to get used to being a vampire, but with this man, her new love at her side, she wouldn't be alone in her future existence. Taking his hand, she followed him to the throne room, staying close beside him.