-4- (Anything But Ordinary - Avril Lavigne)
Miranda didn’t make it to the guard and her screams pierce the usual silence of the castle as Felix and Demitri enjoy her.
These days I carefully watch Aro and the other Volturi - Caius and Marcus. I try to read them to see if they have anything on the agenda involving my replacement. I’m not ready to be replaced. Why would they need someone to replace me? Aren’t I good enough?
We’ve all established that Aro is power crazy, but would he be willing to let go of some of the more powerful people on his guard. I make sure I ‘forgot’ about the Jasper incident incase Aro might accidentally catch a glimpse of it. He finds me later in the lobby.
“We are looking for some girl to be bait with Chelsea, child,” He reassures me. “We’ve picked the perfect girl that lives in an orphanage nearby, Heidi, is her name.”
I nod, understanding he doesn’t want to replace anyone... as of yet.
I talked to Chelsea, but she seemed perfectly fine with this new ‘assistant’ Heidi. She told me she hated the contacts and the fishnets, and would be glad that she didn’t have to wear them all the time.
Aro had chosen our ‘bait’ well. Heidi had an unforgettable beauty and could probably attract any man she wanted; her hair was long, lustrous and mahogany colored. Chelsea had to get the humans for a few more weeks before Heidi fully could control her powers and defend herself.
Demitri and Felix had ‘helped’ her dress to emphasis her beauty.
I sat in the lobby with Chelsea; she sighs, “It’s marvelous that I don’t have to always go out and get humans all the time.”
“You love doing that,” I note.
“I have a feeling Heidi will be better it, but those contacts are a pain,” She tells me.
“What do they do?”
“They burn, and the venom in your eyes tries to dissolve the contacts. Plus, you can see all the scratches on the contact so your vision is blurred and that’s so disorienting!” She rants.
“Why-”
“And being around humans while annoyed that you can’t see as well and starving isn’t very helpful,” She continues. “Also-”
“Chelsea, calm down, you aren’t out right now,” I tell her.
“I know,” She shrugs. “I’m just having postpartum depression.”
“Don’t women who have just had childbirth go through that?”
“Well it’s like hunting was my baby, and now it’s no longer always a part of me,” She wipes away fake tears.
“You are weird. Plus, I can’t tell if you are being serious or not.”
“When am I never not serious?”
“GAH! Don’t use double negatives they confuse me!” I tell her.
“You are three centuries old and a vampire with one of the best minds, how does that confuse you?” She asks.
I shrug, “I hate double negatives!”
“I hate that you don’t not hate those not double negatives,” Chelsea messes with me.
I glare at her, “I’ll give you horrible flashbacks that will have you trembling like a frightened toddler.”
“Oh, I’m so scared,” She mocks.
“Don’t doubt that power of flashbacks.”
More time passes and I get called to assassinate less and less people and I wonder if Aro and the other Volturi have plans for me.
“We are focusing on this troublesome coven,” Aro explains.
“We haven’t had time to be checking on every single nomad, so there isn’t much to do now,” Caius adds.
By this time around it is 1950 and I am taking an interest in the vampires outside of the Volturi. The only knowledge I really have is of the southern wars, I remember Maria and Jasper especially well. It makes me wonder if they are alive and if Jasper is with his friends, Peter and Charlotte.
There is a library in the Volturi castle and now that I don’t have to always kill I go up there to read about all the different vampires in the world until I stumble upon a very interesting entry. It looks incomplete, but the head of the coven is a man named Carlisle who had been practicing medicine his entire existence.
What catches my eyes is that he and the few members of his coven drink animal blood. I don’t know if I should be disgusted or intrigued. I had never had anything, but human blood. With so many on the Volturi and guard why wouldn’t we hunt animals? People disappearing are more easy to track and realize than animals.
People have families. For the past three centuries I have killed humans, why should it make a difference now what I drink?
Later that day, I go to talk to Demitri and Felix. “So they drink blood from animals!”
“So?”
“So what?”
“What’s the big deal?” Felix asks.
“Well we don’t drink-”
“We are different.” Demitri tells me and Felix nods in agreement.
“So you guys have never thought of the possibility of drinking from animals instead of humans?” I ask.
“Animals are bitter,” Felix tells me. “You wouldn’t like it, nothing compares to human blood.”