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Love Began in Volterra - Tiffany Verrera comes from a rich family. For a birthday present they purchase her a year long trip to Italy where she meets a dashing vampire, Demetri.

The story takes place during the events of New Moon, and I plan on writing at least to the confrontation with the Volturi in Breaking Dawn. Please read and tell me what you think.

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Volterra, Italy

My airplane was barely landed before I made my way down the aisles. This was a trip I’ve been dreaming of since I was a small girl. A chance to see the world. First stop? Italy.

Being from a small town in Wyoming, I hadn’t had a lot of opportunities like this. Luckily, my parents got me a single plane ticket as a present for my 20th birthday. The plan was to spend the whole year here in a hotel. I was given enough money to buy most anything I wanted and needed. I knew it was because my parents wanted me out of the house for a while. I bet they hoped I’d stay here forever.

While I was from a small town, my parents basically owned it. My dad was a doctor, and my mom was a lawyer. They made a good sum of money, and were very greedy about it, giving very little to charity... unless it was good for their image. I was always a failure to them it seemed. They wanted me to move to New York and become a socialite or a model… something their rich friends could talk to them about. After all, friendship within the lives of the rich and famous is nothing more than an assembly of high status people.

My mother is very tall for a woman, a model herself back in the eighties. She has a rusty brown hair that goes down her back. She is also very beautiful, and went through many boyfriends before she met my dad. Apparently he was the only one rich enough for her.

My father is a bit older then my mom. 9 years, to be exact. Of course, it was hard to tell that by looking at him. He’s tall, and lean, a darker man. Short brown hair covered his head.

Me? I’m a very average looking girl. I have medium length hair, fair skin and brown eyes. Not beautiful by my family’s standards, which is why my mother always wanted to cover my face with concealer, eyeliner, and other types of makeup. Since I was alone now I would keep the makeup minimal.

The only thing I inherited from my mother (other than her eyes) was her sense in fashion. I viewed it as an art though, not as a symbol of social status.

The moment I left I airport, I had no idea where to start. I suppose the best choice would be to find the hotel they reserved for me… but that wouldn’t be tough with the help of a cab. I picked up the few belongings I brought with me and tried my hardest to wave down a taxi.

“Hey, I need a ride-“ FWOOSH! He drove right past me.

This will be harder than I thought.

I threw my bag to the ground, and used it as a pedestal. Waving my arms around, I finally got the attention of a driver.

I sighed. Was the whole trip going to need inventive planning to get anywhere? Probably not, once I get to the more commercial part of town, I could walk where I wanted. Exercise AND a way to save the environment. Two-for-one, right?

I got into the taxi, and handed the driver directions to my hotel.

“You’re going there in a normal taxi? Where’s the limo?” The Italian driver asked.

I half smiled at him.

“It’s my parents…”

I said nothing else. He seemed to understand.

My hotel was in the middle of a street of life. People were standing around everywhere. The city looked a little run-down. Building after building, all smashed together atop of a hill. It was breathtaking.

I walked into the hotel. The entrance was grand with wooden floors and a large chandelier that hung elegantly from the ceiling. Centuries old paintings adorned the walls, each separated by a large domed window. I walked to the woman at the front desk.

“Hello, I have a room reservation for Tiffany Verrera.”

The woman looked at a list on her desk and handed me a set of keys.

“You’re room #113” She said then quickly went back to work.

I walked up the circular staircase to the very top of the building. My room was the only one on the top floor, so if there was a tornado, earthquake, or fire I’d be the last one out. Thanks mom.

The room was very large. Almost too large for one person, it seemed. There were four large windows for me to look out every direction of the city. Each window had white curtains that matched the white leather sofa. The bed had a white down comforter with red pillows and sheets. Silk sheets. The floor was hardwood just like downstairs, but there was a huge rug of many reds covering the open center. Along the wall opposite the door was a bar with many Italian and French wines. There was even an area for me to cook if I needed to.

The bathroom was also exquisite, and had a footed bath with assorted bubble bath formulas along the side. The sink even seemed to have a little too much money put into it.

I sighed once more. Of course my parents would book me the most expensive room in the most expensive hotel. Anything to get me to stay permanently.

I made my way over to the bed which looked fit for a honey-moon and laid down. The plane ride had sucked away most of my energy. I would unpack tomorrow.

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Morning came by much too fast. While I was excited to explore Italy, I was in dire need of some more rest. Sluggishly I made it out of bed, and brewed the Sumatra coffee I’d packed with me. If anything was going to get me ready for a big day, it was that.

After my one cup of Sumatra, I headed to my luggage, which I lazily threw on the couch last night. I pulled out the dresses I’d saved for any special encounters and hung them first in the closet. I was shocked at the size of it when I opened the door. It was a walk in closet, and it even had a mirror on the door. I wouldn’t have to go far to try on clothes, it seems. After my dresses I unpacked my other clothes, then the toiletries.

Next I took a bubble bath. A shower was out of question apparently, as there wasn’t even a nozzle. The bath almost put me back to sleep, but I snapped out of it and hurried to brush my teeth, put on a tiny bit of concealer, and then walked out the door.

The outfit I chose today was pretty simple, a green tank top and a pair of skinny jeans. No need to dress fancy in a place where I had no friends or anything in particular to do.

The sun was blinding as it should be in the summer time. The temperature seemed to be around 80 degrees, so it wasn’t so-hot-I-might kill myself temperature. The people around me were dressed for the temperature. Most of them were dressed better than I, but not like if I were to have gone to Venice. One woman DID stand out. She was wearing a halter-top with a short skirt. She was white, with violet colored eyes, an unusual color. She must have been wearing contacts. She had perfect, shiny brown hair that went down her back. She was, by far the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Obviously, the trail of men that followed her thought the same thing.

I collected my thoughts and went into the nearest restaurant, as I noticed my stomach was growling. It was a classy little place, and wasn’t very full as it was too late for breakfast, but a little early for lunch. The menu contained a lot of things I couldn’t read.

“What would you like?” The waiter said, smiling at me.

I grinned sheepishly at him. “What would you recommend?”

Of course, it was obvious I was out of place here. He laughed a little.

“Do you like steak?” He asked

I nodded. It was a little early for steak, but at least it was something I knew wouldn’t be an Octopus liver.

I almost started salivating the second the food hit the table, but I was able to keep it all in my mouth. The dish was prepared beautifully, with nothing but a small steak, some mashed potatoes and a little bit of random greens to garnish it. I devoured it.

When the waiter came to check up on me, he seemed surprised I was already done with it all. I gave him my credit card and he charged whatever amount I owed on it, plus a tip.

“You’re kind of cute” he told me as he handed the card back.

I blushed a little, but I wasn’t really the flirting type.

“Um… thanks.” I said as I paced quickly out the door.

“My name is Jack” He yelled across the restaurant. But it was too late. I wasn’t turning around to let the conversation turn into something about whether I came here alone or not.

Italy Task One? Find some girlfriends. That way I’d at least have someone to go through being hit on with me. Maybe she’d even get all the attention. I could deal with that.

As I walked down the street, I noticed a large, castle-like structure. Why I hadn’t noticed it before, I’m not sure. It was obviously in the view out the north window. I guess I just didn’t take the time to check before I went to sleep last night. I asked someone about it, and they told me it was just a mysterious, rich family that lived there. I wondered if my parents knew about them.

I walked to get a closer look at the place, and to maybe take a few photos. It was beautiful.
There were lots of strange people taking pictures of the place, some were quickly told to leave, while others were escorted in. The woman I saw before walked by just as some clouds covered the sun, with a string of men following her. Was she a tour guide? It seemed to be the only explanation that such a large group of people would follow her into the building that seemed to be so restricted.

I snapped a picture and started walking away. It would be best to not make a scene out of it so shortly after they shooed those other tourists off. As I was walking back, I noticed a person with a black cloak on. He was wearing contacts like the woman, but his were red. They seemed to glow under the hood of his cloak. From what I could see, he had fair skin with an olive tone. He also had black hair that went a little past his shoulders. He was beautiful, just like the woman from earlier. I couldn’t help but stare at this man.

He looked back at me with an angry face, almost as if he were going to mug me, or something along those lines. I turned my head quickly to act as if I was just looking for something and he happened to be in my vision.

“Anything I can assist you with, ma’am.” He asked me, his voice almost cooing. He had a European accent.

“Nothing, really.” I managed to mutter. “I just liked the look of this building.”

I saw him smirk a little, and he lightly touched my arm. His skin was very cool, and it seemed hard.
“Well then. How would you like to see the inside?”

I nodded, afraid of what he might do if I said no.

He walked me through the chambers, each one as beautiful as the next. There seemed to be a red motif about the place, and it accentuated every room.

The mysterious man wasn’t talking much, be he was acting like he was doing me a favor by leading me through the rooms. Some of them at least. None of the rooms I saw had any people in them.
He finally stopped his “tour” in a room. It made me nervous being in a room alone with this man I knew absolutely nothing about. He took off his hood. His face was even more beautiful now that it wasn’t in the shadow of a hood. I noticed the outline of his body too, muscular, but like that of a swimmer. He wasn’t hulking, but he seemed like he could fight well if he needed to.

“What were you really doing out there?” He asked, almost fuming.

I took a step back.

“I already told you what I was doing. I had no intentions but to get a closer look at the architecture of this building.”

He nodded. Did he believe me?

“Alright,” he glanced away from me “but it might be a good idea to leave this place. Even the city.”

I was confused. Why would I need to leave because I wanted to see a building?

“Unless…” he said as he ran his fingers through my hair. I tried to pull away, but it was hard to resist this beautiful man. “Unless, you want to work for us.”

“ I’m just visiting form America. I’d have to leave in a year or so. It would be a bad time.” I said. Working my best to come up with an excuse to leave without confrontation.

He took his finger and with a quick shh… he placed it over my mouth.

“Sadly, you can’t go back to America. You already know too much. Keeping you here is the only way to keep us safe now. To keep you safe.” He demanded.

Again, I was confused.

The beautiful man was no longer breathing. This scared me.

“You will work for us.”

He said as he left the room and locked the door behind him. I was trapped.

I didn’t think of a whole lot the few hours before the man came back with a plate of crab legs for me. He even sat down next to me.

“I’m not hungry.” I told him firmly.

“What’s the matter?” He asked me.

“Are you serious?! You’ve trapped me here!”

He looked angry.

“And it’s only for your safety!” He yelled.

“My safety.” I sat still. “How am I supposed to feel safe, if I don’t even know your name?”

“Demetri.” He answered.

I nodded, still suspicious.

“Trust me” He said “There’s a reason I’m keeping you here.”

A half a second later, another man came through the door.

“Demetri, what is this?” He asked.

This man was similar to Demetri. He had shorter hair, and was more muscular, but had the same olive-colored skin.

“Felix, my brother please let me explain.”

The two mumbled something I couldn't hear. They seemed to be talking so fast.

The other seemed very hostile towards me. Like he wanted to attack me. A lot like Demetri did when I first saw him.

“She’s either staying here, or going out supervised by you.” Felix demanded “And she can’t stay the way she is. Rules are meant to be obeyed.”

Can’t stay the way I am?

“Please. Take me home.” I asked, intending to comply with Felix’s rules.

The man nodded, and grabbed my hand. Leading me out a string of doors.

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Demetri’s hand was just as cold as it was before. His skin still hard. Something seemed… off about him.

“So tell me about yourself.” He said like someone on a first date.

I blushed a little and was kind of ashamed. How could I be even slightly attracted to a man that is trying to kidnap me?

“My name is Tiffany.” I told him.

I proceeded to tell him about how I was taking a break from college to visit here. How I was studying with computers and my mother hated it. How my parents expected me to go to some Ivy League college. Mundane things.

“So tell me about you.” I demanded. “I’m very confused.”

He took my hand once again and led me to my sofa.

“There are a lot of things I can’t tell you, Tiffany.” He answered.

I looked down.

“Well. There are a lot of things I can’t tell you, unless you want us to be put in danger. Unless you want me to have to be around you every step you take. I don’t think you could handle that truth.”

“Why’s that?” I asked him.

“You’re… very appealing.” He told me. “Appealing to the point I can barely stand being here alone with you.”

I blushed once more.

“Felix… he was very mad at me for even talking to you. But I just couldn’t let you walk off. I had to persuade him you'd be helpful”

“Helpful?” This must have been the job he was talking about.

“I’ll explain later. You should get some rest.”

“With you here?”

“I’ll leave.”

And he was out the door that instant.

I had so many questions I could barely sleep. But I finally got around to it.

When morning came, I had no time to get ready. Demetri was pounding at the door.

I didn’t have time to change to answer the door, I did so in the same shirt I was wearing yesterday, and my underwear. It wasn’t horribly indecent, I thought to myself.

Demetri instantly eyed me up and down.

“I’m sorry.” I told him. “But I didn’t want you to leave before you answered a few things.”

I got back under my blanket. I was not about to sit half-exposed to him the entire time we talked.
“It’s my turn for explanations.” I told him. Demanding.

He sighed.

“Aro, Caius, and Marcus.” He started. “They rule us.”

I shuttered at the way he said the word “us.”

“They’re the ones who come up with our laws, and we must follow those laws. All of our kind must follow the laws of these three.”

I was listening.

“They’re very particular as to who they allow to work with them. We need special talents. My talent is to find people, track them down. They can't run from me. No one can.”

Great. No one can run. There went a possibility for me.

“One of our laws is that if anyone knows about us, they must join us. If they are no use to us, or they refuse, we… dispose of them.”

Dispose of them. What was he talking about?

“Could you verify?”

He shook his head no. I knew I would get no more.

I sat for a while in silence, watching the clock tick its seconds. Thirty-nine. Forty. Forty-one. Forty-two. It was hard not to think about what he said. About joining them. How would he expect me to join something I knew absolutely nothing about? Felix and that woman from before were obviously associated with him. Why would he want someone so… plain to join whatever it was? Why hasn’t he disposed of me already?

“Have you reached a decision?”

I nodded. What did I have to lose? A family who wouldn’t know I was missing? I was too curious to turn down his offer.

“Perfect” he smirked.

“Can I know now? Please?” I asked.

Demetri handed me a book, and left shortly after.

I was absorbed in the reading until I realized it was time for sleep. This book Demetri left me was about Vampires. He must have been confused.

The more I read, the more I thought about what I might have gotten myself into. It was a cult of some kind.

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Unlike last night, the night flew. I was awake for the morning before I even knew I had slept.

It seemed like a day to dress nice. After all, I was going to get a job in Italy. A job I might regret.
I picked through my closet for a perfect dress. The one I chose was by Herve Leger. It was black and white with a bandage pattern. Strapless. I decided to get a tan short sleeve blazer to wear over top it.

I took one look in the mirror. Perfect.

I stepped casually out the door.

“You’re up early,” a familiar voice said from behind me.

I turned around to see Demetri. I was a little frightened by the information he had given me last night. Was he luring me in to suck my blood or give me a cup of Death Kool-Aid?

“Yeah, I slept really well last night.” I told him.

He nodded.

“Please, do come with me.” He said, in a smooth voice.

I followed him to the place I met him. That castle like structure.

“If you’re scared you can go back.” He said. “I won’t search for you if you decide that.”

I tinge of relief struck me. I have choices here. He must have talked Felix into giving me an opportunity to back out.

“I’m not scared… yet.”

Demetri laughed a bit.

“I’ll do my best to keep you safe.”

He took my hand again, this time weaving his fingers between mine.

“So tell me now. What does this job entail?” I said as I gripped tighter on his hand. Nervous of what he might say.

“You read through the book, correct?”

“Yes.”

He paused for a moment.

“And what did you think?” He asked me.

I shook my head.

“I’m really not sure. It was about… vampires.” I looked into his crimson eyes as I said the word vampires. I gasped.

It wasn’t a cult. Those weren’t contacts. He was truly a living-- well kind of living, vampire.

I took a couple of steps back.

“What do you want with me?”

He took my hand again.

“I want you safe.” He told me.

I stared at him a little longer in disbelief, his eyes burning a deeper crimson than before. All the things I noticed from before seemed to come together. The pale skin, the eyes… those burning eyes, his plump lips, his beautiful hair. Was his beauty nothing but a trap?

I remembered the woman from before, who was also outstandingly beautiful. All those people following her. It WAS a trap.

I took another step back.

“I think I’m going to need more reasons than my safety to join a group of vampires. It seems like the opposite of safe.”

Demetri laughed at me.

“It’s the only way to be safe now.”

I thought things over. What if it was the only way to keep me safe? What would I miss from this world if it wasn’t? Now, mind you, I don’t have a terrible outlook on life, but this was a risk I was willing to take it seemed. My parents wouldn’t miss me; they’d even get more publicity if their only child disappeared on a trip to Italy. I'd be doing them a favor. They’d like that I was gone.
I stepped back to Demetri, this time taking his hand in mine.

“You have tell me everything first.”

Demetri hesitated.

“Many things… will change. The way you look, the way you feel. You’ll have an uncontrollable urge for human blood. An urge I may not be able to stop for years. You'll think of nothing but it.”

I cringed.

“Follow me.” He motioned his hand.

I walked after him, deeper into the castle.

“Please, don’t get scared. You may be unwelcome here. I haven’t talked with Aro, Caius, or Marcus yet.”

I nodded at him. Half shivering.

In the first room was a human. A receptionist. She was pretty, but nothing like that vampire trap woman I’d seen before.

Demetri sat me in a chair over in the corner.

“Excuse me for a moment. I have some business to tend to.”

He was gone before I could blink.

The girl at the desk looked at me, fear in her eyes.

“I’m Gianna,” she said. “And who are you?”

“Tiffany. Demetri brought me here.”

She shook her head and went back to her paperwork.

It wasn’t long before Demetri was back. Surrounding him was 5 other people. Felix was one of them. The others were all Vampires. All but one.

A single human girl was with the group. She was fair skinned, like I was. Her hair was brown and long, and she had chocolate colored eyes.

The other who caught my attention was a vampire. A little girl.

“Good afternoon, Jane.” Gianna welcomed her.

Jane nodded. Felix winked at Gianna, and she giggled at him.

Was she here for the same reason as me? Did Felix bring her?

Demetri didn’t even glance at me as he walked by. I waited patiently once more.

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The trap woman I saw before came into the room, a large group of people following her.

“Welcome back, Heidi.” Gianna had said.

Heidi completely ignored her and walked on through. The people following her were commenting on the medieval feel of the town.

Demetri came through shortly after. The human girl and two others following her.

The man was tall with topaz-colored eyes. The girl with him, the other vampire, was short and pixie-like. She had the same colored eyes. They sat on the chairs in the corner.

“Demetri…” I said. Not sure whether or not I should ask him what he’s been doing.

“Tiffany?” He came over to me.

“I must go feed. Please excuse me once more.”

And he left… again.

I could hear screams coming from a few rooms down. While I was relieved I wasn’t one of the people screaming, tears started welling in my eyes. Those poor defenseless people. They'd be dying by my hands in nothing but a short while.

The human girl was sitting on the male vampire's lap. She was hiding her face in his chest, emotionally shielding herself for the turmoil not even a few rooms away.

My mind started to wander. Why was I so bent on spending time with this killer? Why did I trust him? Would we be like that girl and vampire on the corner? Looking out for one another?

I noticed the Topaz-eyed man staring at me the moment that last thought crossed my mind. He looked away just as the thought passed.

Demetri was back, his eyes a brighter crimson than I’ve seen. He took my hand and led me the room where I thought the screams were coming from. It was completely clean.

I could smell the blood on his breath when he talked to me. A scent I wasn't very fond of.

“Please, follow me. You must be introduced to the coven.” He said.

I didn’t say anything. Just followed.

Three men were sitting. Demetri introduced them as Aro, Caius, and Marcus.

“Demetri. Please do explain.” Aro said.

Caius interrupted sharply. “Explain? He brought a human. What is there to explain other than when we’ll terminate her for knowing too much?”

Marcus looked past us all. He wasn’t even playing attention.

Aro stood up. “Caius, please.”

Demetri walked over to the three.

“I know this goes against normal procedure. But something about this girl is drawing me to her.” Demetri stated

Aro walked over to me. He had the same crimson colored eyes as Demetri, but his had a film over them. They looked oddly aged.

Aro took my hand, and I felt an unexplainable… an unexplainable something.

“This girl means no harm” Aro said, as he took his hand off mine. “It’s great to meet you.”

I smiled for a brief moment.

“What did you do to me?” I asked.

There was a pause for a second and Demetri spoke up. “With nothing but a touch, Aro can see every thought your mind has ever had.”

Okay, so these were vampires, an now I'm learning they can read minds?!

“Telling her more?” Caius erupted. “Change her by next week, or she’s food.”

“Yes, master.” Demetri said shortly after. He then held my hand and led me out of the room.

“That wasn’t as bad as I thought.” He commented.

I gave him one nod. How bad did he think it would be?

“How do you… change me?” I asked him
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“It’s simple. In my body is a venom. The only way for you to turn is for me to transfer that venom to your blood stream. It must circulate through your entire body.. It’s… slow though.”

I stopped. Slow?

“It takes around three days before you’re fully transformed. It's very painful, painful enough for me to remember what it was like through my foggy human memories.”

And there it was. The bad stuff I wasn’t going to hear until after I agreed. I searched for a reason to go on.

“But it’s better than death. Right?” I asked.

“To some.”

I looked down. I had the intense desire to get it over with.

“Do it now!” I told him.

He looked at me shocked.

“Do it!” I demanded.

He walked up to me, and held me in his arms. I could hear him inhaling the air around him. He pressed his nose at my neck to catch a stronger smell of my scent.

I stepped back.

“I told you this already, but you’re appealing.” He said. “If it weren’t for the millennia of practice, I would have probably killed you already.”

I heard two uncomfortable things in that sentence. The millennia of practice and the part about him killing me.

“How old are you?” I asked him. The idea of vampires living forever hadn’t quite crossed my mind.

Demetri looked reluctant to answer.

“It’s hard to tell anymore. I’ve been around since around 800B.C.”

I gasped.

“But you’re so young looking… and beautiful.”

He shrugged. “One of the advantages, I guess. We’re also incredibly strong, and fast… we don’t need to sleep.”

I blinked and he was on the other side of the room. He took off his cloak, and started unbuttoning his shirt. I was amazed by the muscles and the perfect articulation of his body. Then he walked in front of the window. Sparkles like rainbows shown out from every direction of his skin.

“That’s… gorgeous.” I said.

He didn’t care to button his shirt back up and walked over to me. This time he had a loving look on his face. He embraced me, and I shivered against his cold skin.

“Did I mention you look gorgeous today?” He asked.

I blushed as he started kissing my neck. Was this it? Was he going to turn me into a vampire as I requested? I forced my head around to where we were finally touching lips. He pressed his body against mine, and I followed the movement he was making with his mouth. He was the puppeteer, and I was his little puppet. He then pulled back.

“What’s the matter?” I asked him.

“I don’t want to lose control.” He replied. “I could hurt you like this.”

“Then change me!”

I wanted nothing more this moment than to continue with what we started. He seemed to be thinking the same thing.

He began kissing my neck again, this time ferociously. He held me against himself again, and bit into me, sucking and swallowing whatever blood he could get. I could feel the venom instantly, burning my neck and making its way through the rest of my body. He put me to the ground and laid his head on my chest.

I started screaming, the pain was unbearable. I couldn’t hold still. My whole body felt like it was on fire. Demetri wrapped his arms around me as if to comfort me.

The throbbing of my heart made the flaming feel intensify. Pound – it burned more. Pound – it burned more. Pound – It burned more. The pain had finally gotten so bad I had no idea what was going on to me. I could feel nothing but the burning abyss happening inside my body.

Then that was it. I was dead. There was no light, no chorus of angels, and not even an ivory gate. There was blackness. Nothing but blackness.
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Heaven or Hell, I wasn’t sure what I was seeing now. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the light. Everything seemed so vivid and clear when they finally did.

For a moment I saw my own face looking back at me through someone else's eyes, clearer than any mirror I’ve seen before. My average features were now angular, my lips a little fuller. Staring back at me was a set of deep crimson eyes.

“Alec, you’ve been quite helpful” a voice I knew said. It was Demetri.

There was a small boy standing in the corner. He had dark hair, and those deep red eyes.

“Tiffany, can you hear me?” Demetri asked.

I had never heard anything more clearly before.

“Alec saved you from a lot of pain, Tiffany. “

I looked at Demetri, confused. “Saved me from a lot of pain?! That was torture!”

“Alec has the ability to null all your senses. If he wouldn’t have been here, the whole experience would have been a lot more painful.”

I gave the boy in the corner a quick nod. He had no idea how much that part scared me. When I couldn’t feel anything at all, but I wanted to thank him for trying to make it better. He had tried to make the transformation seem better than it actually was.

Then something came over me just like that. A snarl came from deep in my throat, and I could think of nothing but how dry and sore it felt. I knew what this meant. I thirsted for human blood.

“Her vampire instincts are kicking in.” Demetri stated.

He smirked. “Alec, get Gianna.”

I ran quick, too quick it seemed, to get outside. I could smell the tourists on the other side of the wall so well. They were like a platter made specifically for me, served directly in front of my nose. And I wanted nothing more than my teeth in that platter. Then I stopped dead in my tracks. My mind was so set on murdering that group of people; I had no idea why I quit moving. Something was holding me, it seemed.

It would take more strength to continue, and I had it. One burst on energy, and whatever was holding me no longer was.

I stopped again. This time there was something holding each of my arms. Two vampires, to be exact.

“Stay here.” Demetri yelled. His voice still silky smooth as it was when he was talking normally.
I tried to fight Demetri, and Felix who was helping restrain me, but two vampires was too much.
“I see we’ve got a typical newborn on our hands.” Felix chuckled.

It wasn’t but an instant after he left that Alec was back with the pretty receptionist from the main room. I didn’t feel as nice towards her as I did the first time I saw her.

Demetri and Felix let me go as I ran to her in less than half a second, my teeth going straight to her throat, crushing it, then sucking every last bit of life out of her. She wasn’t enough to quench my thirst. I wanted more.

Demetri and Felix were giggling with each other, both staring at me.

“You made quite a mess there.” Felix said, still laughing.

He was right. There was blood all over the floor, down my shirt, all around my mouth and nose.

Demetri came over slyly, and licked the blood off of my face.

“Delicious” he said while licking his lips. Smirking.

I hissed at him.

Felix laughed again. “This one’s a little out of control.”

“Just wait, we’ll calm her down.” Demetri replied.

“We need to send Heidi fishing.” Felix said. “Newborns are harder to keep out of the public eye. We can’t risk her going outside. Not for a while.”

Demetri nodded. “I’ll take care of her. Don’t worry about it.”

The blood had finally started making its way through my body. I could feel all of my muscles slowly start to relax, and the burning in my throat had died down a bit.

“What came over me?” I asked Demetri.

He laughed a bit “You were just thirsty. It’s normal for newborns to be unable to control that temptation.”

I was out of control inside my own body, and there was no telling when that urge was come over me again.

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Demetri had just finished a meeting with Aro, Caius and Marcus when he came over to me.

“They were wondering what kind of power you might possess.” He said to me.

I remembered what he said before. About how they terminate anyone who isn’t any use to them. I started to think long and hard about anything I might have felt in the past couple of days being a vampire that might hint at some special, unknown power. I was unable to think of anything.

“What if I don’t have a power?” I asked him. “Will you just…” I didn’t even want to complete the sentence, but I started over. “Will you just murder me?”

Demetri gave me the most pitiful look I’ve ever seen him give. “Do you really think that’s what this is about?”

He smiled at me. “You’re a little denser than I thought, really.”

“What is this about then? I thought you wanted me to work with you all. To add strength to the guard.”

“I do want you to work with me, and adding strength to the guard would be great… but neither of those is the reason I took your human life away. I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted to save you.”

He walked over to me.

I looked down, avoiding eye contact.

“Tell me why.” I demanded.

“When I first laid eyes on you, I couldn’t let you just leave. I wanted you with me forever.” He said.

“I’ve been around for a long time Tiffany, and not one woman has captivated me on first glance like you did.”

Was he still lying to me, or did this handsome vampire really love me?

Of course he did. Why was I so blind before?

I remembered all of our encounters, one by one. The way he was always so gentile towards me. The way he touched me. The way he said my name. He loved me. And that, deep down, was the reason I let him change me. My consciousness just didn’t fully believe it until now.

My eyes finally met his, and I scanned his entire body with them. Every single inch of his dark shoulder length hair, his cheekbones that were so prominent on his face, those full lips, his pale olive-toned neck, down his lean, tall body. He was a masterpiece. He was mine.

I touched him for the first time since I became a vampire myself. He no longer felt cold like he did when I had warm blood flowing through my veins. We now had matching temperatures. I didn’t even notice when he was restraining me a few days back. I guess the blood lust is stronger than love. At least at this stage.

I put my body against Demetri’s and weaved my fingers through his hair. I started kissing him, more passionately than I had the opportunity before. This time he wasn’t stopping. I was no longer something he wanted to eat.

I started pulling his hair as the kissing got more and more intense. His fingers were running up the small of my back, and I started unbuttoning his shirt.

Then a shock pulsated through my body. The scent of human blood had made its way to my nose, and as much as I tried, I couldn’t resist it.

Before I knew it I had pushed Demetri into the wall, and was running at an insane speed to get to where ever that smell was coming from. My throat was burning with anticipation. To feel that warm, thick liquid became the only priority in my head.

I ran through corridor, after corridor until I got to the main hall. Someone had stumbled in, probably looking for directions, and they weren’t going to leave with them.

The poor man had not even a second to think about what was happening before I was on top of him, sucking out every last bit of his red, sweet nectar. I was satisfied.

Demetri stood in the doorway, a frown on his face. Instantly the same emotions he was feeling came crushing through my body. I hated that I stopped what was happening before just to eat.

“I’m sorry.” I told him.

And I was. I was upset that I was so easily distracted from our time together. How one human could ruin such a love-filled moment. I was a monster.

“It’s been a while since I’ve had to deal with a newborn.” He said. “I should have expected it.”

He walked over to me and put his arm around my waist as I whispered into his ear.

“I want to spend tonight laying with you, Demetri.”

He looked at me confused.

“Shush…” I said before he would remind me we didn’t sleep. “I want to lie down, and close my eyes. I realize it’s not sleep, but I want to spend my night with you. Just as we would if I was still a human.”

“Your wish is my command.” He said with a grin.

He picked me up and led me to a room that contained a single bed, for looks I’d assume. With one swift motion he sat me down in the bed softer than I could ever imagine, then laid down next to me.

“Is this what you imagined?” He asked me.

I nodded, smiling.

“This is exactly how I imagined it.” I said, as I laid my head on his chest.

“I love you, Tiffany” He told me.

To be continued...
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Alright, what did you all think? Should I post more after I continue writing it?

Tags: Aro, Caius, Demetri, Marcus, Volterra, Volturi

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that was way kewl definatly do more
Thank you so much for the kind words. I was kind of nervous posting this because I'm not much of a writer.
I really liked it! I hope that you write more...SOON! Good Job! Keep it coming!
Thank you. :)
it was awesome!!!! write more!!!!!! Don't take this the wrong way but i think you should ask stephenie meyer if you are going to write about the twilight charectors. But thats just my opinion. But i guess i'ts fine if you don't publish it. but i'm just saying. PLEASE WRITE MORE!!!!!!!!
I guess I should put a disclaimer at the bottom or something. Fanfiction is pretty common though, I don't think Stephanie Meyer would be too upset about it.

Thank you for the comment though. It means a lot!
i loved it plz write more !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Heaven or Hell, I wasn’t sure what I was seeing now. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the light. Everything seemed so vivid and clear when they finally did.

For a moment I saw my own face looking back at me through someone else's eyes, clearer than any mirror I’ve seen before. My average features were now angular, my lips a little fuller. Staring back at me was a set of deep crimson eyes.

“Alec, you’ve been quite helpful” a voice I knew said. It was Demetri.

There was a small boy standing in the corner. He had dark hair, and those deep red eyes.

“Tiffany, can you hear me?” Demetri asked.

I had never heard anything more clearly before.

“Alec saved you from a lot of pain, Tiffany. “

I looked at Demetri, confused. “Saved me from a lot of pain?! That was torture!”

“Alec has the ability to null all your senses. If he wouldn’t have been here, the whole experience would have been a lot more painful.”

I gave the boy in the corner a quick nod. He had no idea how much that part scared me. When I couldn’t feel anything at all, but I wanted to thank him for trying to make it better. He had tried to make the transformation seem better than it actually was.

Then something came over me just like that. A snarl came from deep in my throat, and I could think of nothing but how dry and sore it felt. I knew what this meant. I thirsted for human blood.

“Her vampire instincts are kicking in.” Demetri stated.

He smirked. “Alec, get Gianna.”

I ran quick, too quick it seemed, to get outside. I could smell the tourists on the other side of the wall so well. They were like a platter made specifically for me, served directly in front of my nose. And I wanted nothing more than my teeth in that platter. Then I stopped dead in my tracks. My mind was so set on murdering that group of people; I had no idea why I quit moving. Something was holding me, it seemed.

It would take more strength to continue, and I had it. One burst on energy, and whatever was holding me no longer was.

I stopped again. This time there was something holding each of my arms. Two vampires, to be exact.

“Stay here.” Demetri yelled. His voice still silky smooth as it was when he was talking normally.
I tried to fight Demetri, and Felix who was helping restrain me, but two vampires was too much.
“I see we’ve got a typical newborn on our hands.” Felix chuckled.

It wasn’t but an instant after he left that Alec was back with the pretty receptionist from the main room. I didn’t feel as nice towards her as I did the first time I saw her.

Demetri and Felix let me go as I ran to her in less than half a second, my teeth going straight to her throat, crushing it, then sucking every last bit of life out of her. She wasn’t enough to quench my thirst. I wanted more.

Demetri and Felix were giggling with each other, both staring at me.

“You made quite a mess there.” Felix said, still laughing.

He was right. There was blood all over the floor, down my shirt, all around my mouth and nose.

Demetri came over slyly, and licked the blood off of my face.

“Delicious” he said while licking his lips. Smirking.

I hissed at him.

Felix laughed again. “This one’s a little out of control.”

“Just wait, we’ll calm her down.” Demetri replied.

“We need to send Heidi fishing.” Felix said. “Newborns are harder to keep out of the public eye. We can’t risk her going outside. Not for a while.”

Demetri nodded. “I’ll take care of her. Don’t worry about it.”

The blood had finally started making its way through my body. I could feel all of my muscles slowly start to relax, and the burning in my throat had died down a bit.

“What came over me?” I asked Demetri.

He laughed a bit “You were just thirsty. It’s normal for newborns to be unable to control that temptation.”

I was out of control inside my own body, and there was no telling when that urge was come over me again.
Made another banner.

Demetri had just finished a meeting with Aro, Caius and Marcus when he came over to me.

“They were wondering what kind of power you might possess.” He said to me.

I remembered what he said before. About how they terminate anyone who isn’t any use to them. I started to think long and hard about anything I might have felt in the past couple of days being a vampire that might hint at some special, unknown power. I was unable to think of anything.

“What if I don’t have a power?” I asked him. “Will you just…” I didn’t even want to complete the sentence, but I started over. “Will you just murder me?”

Demetri gave me the most pitiful look I’ve ever seen him give. “Do you really think that’s what this is about?”

He smiled at me. “You’re a little denser than I thought, really.”

“What is this about then? I thought you wanted me to work with you all. To add strength to the guard.”

“I do want you to work with me, and adding strength to the guard would be great… but neither of those is the reason I took your human life away. I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted to save you.”

He walked over to me.

I looked down, avoiding eye contact.

“Tell me why.” I demanded.

“When I first laid eyes on you, I couldn’t let you just leave. I wanted you with me forever.” He said.

“I’ve been around for a long time Tiffany, and not one woman has captivated me on first glance like you did.”

Was he still lying to me, or did this handsome vampire really love me?

Of course he did. Why was I so blind before?

I remembered all of our encounters, one by one. The way he was always so gentile towards me. The way he touched me. The way he said my name. He loved me. And that, deep down, was the reason I let him change me. My consciousness just didn’t fully believe it until now.

My eyes finally met his, and I scanned his entire body with them. Every single inch of his dark shoulder length hair, his cheekbones that were so prominent on his face, those full lips, his pale olive-toned neck, down his lean, tall body. He was a masterpiece. He was mine.

I touched him for the first time since I became a vampire myself. He no longer felt cold like he did when I had warm blood flowing through my veins. We now had matching temperatures. I didn’t even notice when he was restraining me a few days back. I guess the blood lust is stronger than love. At least at this stage.

I put my body against Demetri’s and weaved my fingers through his hair. I started kissing him, more passionately than I had the opportunity before. This time he wasn’t stopping. I was no longer something he wanted to eat.

I started pulling his hair as the kissing got more and more intense. His fingers were running up the small of my back, and I started unbuttoning his shirt.

Then a shock pulsated through my body. The scent of human blood had made its way to my nose, and as much as I tried, I couldn’t resist it.

Before I knew it I had pushed Demetri into the wall, and was running at an insane speed to get to where ever that smell was coming from. My throat was burning with anticipation. To feel that warm, thick liquid became the only priority in my head.

I ran through corridor, after corridor until I got to the main hall. Someone had stumbled in, probably looking for directions, and they weren’t going to leave with them.

The poor man had not even a second to think about what was happening before I was on top of him, sucking out every last bit of his red, sweet nectar. I was satisfied.

Demetri stood in the doorway, a frown on his face. Instantly the same emotions he was feeling came crushing through my body. I hated that I stopped what was happening before just to eat.

“I’m sorry.” I told him.

And I was. I was upset that I was so easily distracted from our time together. How one human could ruin such a love-filled moment. I was a monster.

“It’s been a while since I’ve had to deal with a newborn.” He said. “I should have expected it.”

He walked over to me and put his arm around my waist as I whispered into his ear.

“I want to spend tonight laying with you, Demetri.”

He looked at me confused.

“Shush…” I said before he would remind me we didn’t sleep. “I want to lie down, and close my eyes. I realize it’s not sleep, but I want to spend my night with you. Just as we would if I was still a human.”

“Your wish is my command.” He said with a grin.

He picked me up and led me to a room that contained a single bed, for looks I’d assume. With one swift motion he sat me down in the bed softer than I could ever imagine, then laid down next to me.

“Is this what you imagined?” He asked me.

I nodded, smiling.

“This is exactly how I imagined it.” I said, as I laid my head on his chest.

“I love you, Tiffany” He told me.
i love it keep wrighting i would loveto hear the rest of the story

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