A Scorching Need (An Alec Volturi Fan Fiction)

A Scorching Need: Chapter Two

               Hey again! So, I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter. It feels kind of...randomly put together. I know there are some things I could have worded better, and some things that I don't think make sense, but I can go back and fix those later. Anywho, I want to dedictae this chapter to my friend, Away_To_Neverland. She actually is my inspiration for this. She is doing her own Fan Fic on this too! Though written in someone elses perspective cough cough hint hint. Anyway, Hope you enjoy

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 Instantly, all eyes turned towards the opened doors as Alec stepped through. His eyes briefly scanned around the large room known as the “Throne Room”. The ceiling was a bare minimum of thirty feet high in the shape of a dome. The size of the room was the same size as an average sized, modern home for humans, maybe even larger. It too was made with pure, grey marble; simple in design yet still left visitors in amazement. There were small, circular windows about ten feet high into the air about fifteen to twenty feet away from one another. The walls only means of decoration being a pattern of black marble etched into squares or rectangles completely around them.

In front of him lay a small set of steps that held three, black stained chairs with gold in various designs, and above each chair, lay three different types of materials that secretly represented the head members of the Volturi: Aro, Caius, and Marcus. It is believed that when Aro was changed in 1300 B.C., that Agate was used for Jewelry and that the material above Aro’s chair, represents his rebirth. For Caius, his design is branched out into thorns, reflecting his unforgiving attitude since his attack from a pack of werewolves and his determination to hunt them towards extinction. Lastly, there was Marcus’ symbol, Jade. It is said, by humans, that Jade represents love. After Marcus lost his dear wife, Didyme, Jade seemed to have been the only thing that kept him connected to his lost wife.

Alec’s feet led him up the steps and between Aro and Caius’ chairs, both seats filled with their owners in a casual, meaningless way. His hands rested behind his back, looking at the others who were also present within the room. Near the only door stood a man with short, black hair, an olive complexion, and a strong build. Alec instantly recognized him as Felix, one of the strongest members of the Volturi, someone who relied on strength and intimidation to get things done. In the center of the room stood Demetri, a slim built, though tall member of the Volturi with black hair that reached down to his shoulders. He stood beside a man with dirty blonde, spiked up hair. He was a good foot shorter then Demetri, and wasn’t someone Alec had recognized.

To his right sat Marcus and Aro, their eyes on the stranger. Marcus looked younger than expected, around the age of nineteen. He too had black, long, shoulder length hair and carried an average build, but his movements were gracefully dangerous. His facial expression remained the same as it always had since the lost of his mate, expressionless and uninterested. Aro, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. Though he too had long black hair, it easily passed his shoulders to his mid-back. His skin looked translucently white, delicate, and his movements had him look as if he was floating. To his right, was Caius, who had a similar complexion as Aro, but stood out more when compared to his snow white, shoulder length hair. Lastly, on the other side of Caius rested Alec’s sister, Jane. She wore a small smirk on her face as she looked to the center of the room at the stranger.

Alec’s eyes slowly traveled over to the stranger who now stood there trembling, his eyes solely on Aro, who now stood in front of him. With a simple outreach of his hand, Aro clasped it securely in his own and closed his eyes. Aro had a special gift, being able to obtain one thoughts, feelings, and memories. It only would take him a couple of minutes to see every memory of a single person’s life.

The room was silent, no movements made until a full minute had passed, and a small noise escaped through Aro’s lips. He could see Aro give Demetri a look, followed by Felix. The two nodded, but before either could move, the stranger was gone, his movements swift as he made his way to the door in a fourth of a second. He would have escaped the room, but right as his hand touched the door handle, his body jerked, then dropped to the floor. Everyone turned to Jane, whose eyes were on the strangers, an innocent grin on her face. He turned his attention back onto the man now on the floor and gave a simple shake of his head. Whether his thoughts had made him innocent or guilty, his punishment less severer, it was all thrown away with his attempt to flee, and they all knew it. Demetri and Felix were grabbed the male at once, dragging him on his knees in front of Aro, all the while the pain just increased until screams echoed inside the room.

“Jane.” Aro said calmly in his normal tone. The pain instantly stopped, or was at least sent to a bare minimum nudge to keep him from trying once again to escape. Aro looked down at him with cold eyes, his compassion gone. Felix grabbed the back of the man’s head and yanked it back, forcing him to look at Aro. He watched as Aro side stepped and motioned towards him.

“Do you see that boy, Ian?” The words echoed now in the silence that had reentered the room. “He has a very…talented gift. Does the name Alec sound familiar?” The man gave a faint nod, causing Aro to smile. He then motioned to Jane. “And you must have guessed this was Jane?” Again there was a faint nod, added by a small mumble of words. Aro then clasped his hands together.

“Brilliant! It brings me pleasure in knowing that the Volturi name has been spread around the world.” Everyone’s eyes were on the two men in silence, awaiting orders, comments, anything. Alec heard a sharp intake of breath, one of almost disappointment.

“I am sorry, my friend, truly.” He heard Aro say as he turned around and walked back to his chair, sitting in it. “Demetri. Felix.”  Just like that the stranger, who was named Ian, was ripped apart in front of them, limb from limb. Demetri seemed to enjoy that part, destruction.

Once the pieces were gathered and carried away to be burned, all that remained in the room were, Aro, Caius, Marcus, Jane and himself. Aro rose to his feet, clasping his hands together once more, turning to him. His mouth opened to speak when the doors opened once more, a brawny, dark skinned man entering inside and kneeling in front of the steps. Aro turned towards him.

“Ah. Santiago. You have arrived back a day earlier than expected. I hope all w-“ Silence refilled the room as an unfamiliar scent wavered over to them. It was human, of course, but for Alec, there was something more to it…