SM owns the Volturi and Alec etc... I own Sam...
Sam's POV
After two days, running at night and hiding during the day, I reached Volterra (which is about 305 kilometers from Rome). Luckily on the third day thick, gray clouds covered the sky so I was able to keep on searching during the day.
I broke into another house, and stole some clothes but most importantly I had to do a little more research on exactly, where I could find some vampires. The situation was getting weirder by the minute. I couldn't know for sure if there really were any vamps here and it was simply frustrating. Maybe they fled the country after they escaped St. Markus or maybe the saint had really killed them all though I would really give a thumbs down to that theory, considering a vamp's speed and strength that makes him unbeatable to a mere human. I saw some pictures of the feast and noticed its setting: a stone fountain and a clock tower. Luckily my eyes started to dilute the crimson color so I could always ask but I had to be one hundred percent under control so I had better hunt before I go around asking anybody…
Just then I heard someone near the door, I could smell the scent of blood getting stronger, approaching me. Snap out of it! I yelled mentally and it worked. I quickly closed the web browser, took my clothes and somersaulted out of the window. I ran until I found some woods. I had been getting better at hunting and I actually managed to learn not to spill blood all over my clothes.
I heard some deer running by. Well, better than nothing. I ran and caught up with the animals in a second. Their instincts taught them to be afraid of an abnormality like me so they panicked a little. I lunged for one of them but before my hands could touch the fur of the animal, I felt a steady blow from the side, and before I could do anything I was nailed to the ground. When I tried to see who it was, my eyes went blank but no fog this time.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" said a calm but firm voice. Whoever was holding me was clearly a male. Well, I wasn't about to show any fear.
"No, the question is, who the hell are you and what are you doing to me? I haven't done anything to you. Get the hell off of me!" I said while I tried to struggle to get out of his grip but it was all in vain. I was paralyzed.
"Answer my question and we'll see if I can let you go," he said quickly.
"Look, I won't answer anything before you let me go. I swear to God I'll..." I said but I was interrupted.
"You'll what? Kill me? You're in no position to make death threats," he said but I slowly began to regain my sight and I was struck. His eyes were burgundy not crimson like mine had been but his face was so angelic …in a deadly kind of way. He was holding me so tight that our lips where only a few millimeters away from each other. With his chisel good looks and brown hair that softened into a lighter, sandy tone I found myself breathless. I felt something, almost a trigger in my heart even though it doesn't beat.
"Wait, you're a vampire" I said numbly. I could almost hear the disbelief in my voice.
"Yes, so are you. Now that we got the obvious out of the way can you answer my question?" he asked me mockingly which I took as an advantage to get him off of me. I pushed him off with all my strength until he was finally lying on the ground a few feet away. I swiftly got up and tried to stay in what I hoped was a threatening position. Hah, if you can call putting your hands in a Karate Kid position then yeah, I was the most intimidating creature in the world... not.
"Well, my name is Sam and I came here to look for other vampires. I was turned about a year ago in Malta and I came to Italy because of the larger hunting space. I don't hunt humans and you rudely interrupted me while I was catching my lunch," I explained my life to this mysterious stranger that I just met two minutes earlier while he attacked me. "So what's up with you? Why did you jump on me like that?"
"Who's your maker?" he asked in a serious voice once he got up.
"How the hell should I know? He bit me and buried me alive before I could see his face clearly. And by the way, who are you and why are you avoiding my questions?"
He looked at me like I had just interrupted a long train of thought with my last questions.
"I need to report this to Aro, keep up with me." He said while he took my hand and started running.
Alec's POV
"Who the heck is Aro and who are you?" she said with intense frustration.
"You'll figure it out very soon." I replied. She was so demanding. If all women of the 21st century were like her then I almost pitied mankind.
"Yes, you're right," she said as she came to a halt and sat gracefully on the ground, in the process stopping me too. "I want answers and I want them now."
Annoyed, I turned back to look at her. Now that I looked at her I could see she wasn't that bad. She looked... well... she was ravishing. The wind was playing with her dark hair while she looked at me with a pair of golden eyes. Vegetarian…It's been almost a decade since we encountered the Olympian coven. Aro would not be pleased with her eating habits. She crossed her arms, waiting for me to join her. Now I could see her more clearly. Her full lips were a rosy pink, the kind of lips you'd expect accompanied with a pair of rosy cheeks on a porcelain doll, but of course she couldn't blush. But her pale skin suited her well. It was almost as if she was meant to be immortal. Maybe... maybe fate wanted me to finally…
Stop thinking about her that way! She's just some lost maiden you've just met. You're far to busy to be involved with some whiny newborn. I mentally slapped myself.
She was just going out of the newborn stage but her control was impeccable. I had been following her around all morning since I spotted her and I though she would slaughter the whole family inside their own house but instead, she just picked up some clothes. I was intrigued to learn more about her and her story. Malta… I remember seeing that name on a map on a small island near Sicily. It was a very strange place for a vampire to hunt. A rumor of a murderer would spread to the whole island in just ten minutes.
She coughed to get my attention. Obviously she didn't realize all I could think about right now was her. So young and naïve…
I sat in front of her. "I'm Alec and I'm part of the Volturi, the coven that resides here in Volterra."
"Coven? Wait, so we're witches too? Isn't it bad that we have to suck blood to live. Now we do magic too?"
"Of course we're not witches!" I snapped at her to stop myself from laughing. It wasn't everyday anyone just came up to me and complained about anything. Now that I though about it, I had never been spoken to that way since they discovered of my power. And now, this girl, barely days old, compared to me was complaining about being a vampire. For some reason, instead of getting offended I found it quite... refreshing. "The Volturi are the ruling coven of the vampire world. We set rules that vampires have to follow so that our existence not revealed to the world."
"Is Aro your leader?" she asked, much to my surprise.
"Yes, how do you know that?" I asked her with curiosity burning in my eyes like venom.
"Well, considering the way that you spoke about him before, I figured out he must be somebody important." She answered me sweetly and briefly. She got all that from just one short sentence I said. Maybe she wasn't so naïve after all…quite an observer for such a young age.
"Yes, Aro rules along with Markus and Caius" I explained to her.
"So your part in this Volturi organization is to do the dirty work, like deal with 'threats' like me? How the hell couldn't I move then? Did you use some vampire magic crap on me or something?" She said, getting alarmed. 'Vampire magic crap or something', she had quite a way with words. Again, never had anyone belittled my power like that, and in other circumstances I would have found that unacceptable, but coming from her was amusing. I couldn't help it when the corners of my mouth quirked up a little at the girl. Apparently she wasn't expecting that from me and her eyes widened slightly at the sight of my expression.
"First of all we're not an organization, we're a coven. And what you just called ‘vampire magic crap or something’ is my power, something that only I can do, which isn’t magic. I mentally paralyze my victims. No vampire can do magic but some vampires have extra abilities apart from the added strength and speed and enhanced senses. Have you noticed anything out of the ordinary happening to you that doesn't seem like basic vampire ability?"
"You're asking me if after being buried alive, killing two people, drowning them in their car, swimming and running from Malta to Italy and shining in the sun like a disco ball anything would seem out of the ordinary?" she answered me with a thick layer of disbelieve spread all over those words. A low chuckle escaped my lips.
"Come on," I said while pulling her arm to get her to stand up. "You'll learn more about our kind if you get it first handed from Aro." As we ran I looked at her once more. Maybe this girl wasn’t that bad after all. She had a sense of humor which was actually amusing. I grinned as I remembered the short, sarcastic response she gave me when I asked if she had any powers. She old killed two humans huh. By my standards that would probably make her a saint. But I couldn’t forget the flash of guilt and sorrow in her eyes. What a waste! She was upset about some pathetic humans. I seriously couldn’t understand the logic of vampires like her. It was insane to think of humans as anything else other than sustenance. Well, whatever floated her boat was fine by me. It wasn’t like I cared or anything.
She was a very fast runner even for me, so we arrived quite quickly without speaking to each other on the way. She was deep in though, and when we arrived she stopped to stare at her surroundings.
"Here we are," I said as we climbed up the steps. I entered and invited her in but as her foot touched the inside of the clock tower, she groaned. I looked at her questioningly.
"Why are you doing it again? I thought that I made clear that I'm not going to escape." She said which bewildered me. What was wrong with her? I didn’t even think about using my power on her.
"I swear I'm not doing anything." But she didn't answer me. Her eyes were closed and her feet wouldn't hold her anymore. She collapsed at my feet. I caught her just before she hit the floor. What the-? What was wrong with her? I had never encountered a vampire who has ever fainted. It didn’t make sense. Was she possibly pretending?
"Sam… Sam, open your eyes" I suddenly got agitated but there was no response. I held her in my arms helplessly. Only Aro would know what to do so I lifted her up and ran to the throne room.
Sam's POV
I though Alec would stop using his power on me. Ugh, how could I have been so stupid as to trust this guy? I didn’t know him at all! Damn me and my trusting nature. That’s what I get for being so gullible! Who had ever said that even if I found another vampire, he would be trustworthy? But something was off about the way I felt this time. It wasn't the same feeling I felt when he was nailing me to the ground. This was, stranger, less sweet yet denser. As if I was caught in sudden fog.
Fog was creeping slowly, just like the time when I saw myself in the car back at Miranda's house. When the fog cleared I couldn't see myself this time. I saw a vamp with powdery white skin and ashy blond hair that looked pale grey. It was dark outside, except for the round full moon dominating the sky as the clock struck two.
Tonight the Volturi will fall. Romania will once again be the place where vampires are feared as we'll rebuild our castles and our clan will be numerous as it as was centuries ago and the death of Stefan and the whole coven will be avenged. I don't know how I knew but that though belonged to Vladimir, the blond one.
I saw about a hundred vampires dressed as tourists enter the clock tower and I followed them. I saw that about ten of them went for Alec and tore him limb from limb while Vladimir burned his body. And the same happened to a blond vampire; Jane, my newly discovered subconscious told me. She deeply resembled Alec.
Some of the Romanian’s vamps died but they were so numerous that they succeeded to kill the guards. Only three leaders were left along with two vampires who must have been the wives.
I saw a fire in the middle of the throne room but instead wood, pieces of bodies kept the flame burning. There was the smell of death.
I couldn't take it anymore so I screamed. The fog went away and I was back to reality. I was in Alec's hands and as I opened my eyes I saw his alert eyes looking back at me but he wasn't alone. A man with jet black hair and pale, almost translucent skin was staring at me.
"What happened to you?" the ruby eyed man, who certainly was a vampire, asked. My eyes searched for Alec’s. I was uncertain weather to trust these people or not. Alec didn’t hurt me; he was just looking after his kind so I shouldn’t have blamed him like that. Yet I shouldn’t be a quick judge of character either.
I looked back at the black haired vampire. I was barley audible and I felt exhausted. "I saw it happen right before my eyes. The Volturi will fall. You will all die."