Rated M for language,adult situations,and the possibility of sexual situations in later Chapters.Not intended for anyone under 18.
Chapter 1: The Brothers
No one will ever fully understand them. They sit upon their thrones on the dais, talking over the topics of the day, as I walked into the room taking in my surroundings. The high domed ceiling, marble floors that would take your breath away, and walls painted white with marble plaques with Latin writing, which was the throne room with a large metal grate adorning the middle of the floor where the smell of rust, copper and salt came up from; which I assumed was from blood that had been spilt over many years.
When I first laid eyes on them I was amazed by their aristocratic and handsome good looks. They thought I'd cower to them, but I stood with my head held high and made how I felt about them known. This is how I saw each of them at the time:
Aro- a mindless wonder with the whimsical nature of a child and a power hungry god complex in which he likes to collect gifted vampires to add to his collection. He can read every thought anyone, human or vampire has had with a single touch, except of course those that may possess a shield of some sort. He is approximately 6'3" and 29, with ebony hair with a bluish tint to it that reminds me of a raven's feathers falling to the middle of his back and reddish burgundy eyes. He's the most charismatic of the three.
Marcus- at a glance looks bored out of his mind and would rather be anywhere but here. There he sits tuning out everything until something interesting catches his attention for the moment. He tortures himself daily with thoughts of his late wife, Didyme. He can see bonds of relationships,and can pick up gifts that vampires have. He is 31 and stands at 6'4", with dark brownish-black hair that reminds me of the deepest mahogany or teak you can find falling just past his shoulders, and eyes the color of garnets in the setting sun.
And Caius- Has no known power or gift but many think of him as cold hearted, tortured and angry. He called me a liability, an insignificant human who knew too much and was ready to pass judgment. Needless to say he was not happy about what I saw in them, the things I knew, and he wanted me dead. To me he had the best features while standing at roughly 6'2", forever 27 , with platinum blonde hair with golden streaks in it that was almost ghostly white falling to his shoulders, and fiery red eyes that tend to remind me of molten lava with burgundy flecks in their depths.
I managed to fascinate them with my knowledge of their world, captivate them with my lack of fear of what they were, and infuriate Caius to no end with my charm, wit, and my friendly, loving manner.
I was given a choice to stay in the castle or return with Alice and Edward, so I stayed. That left the Cullen pair to return to Forks without me and not in the best of moods. They vowed to find a way to get me out of there but I told them it was my choice to stay. I realized Edward didn't love me enough to stay with me and he would most likely leave me again. Alice was broken hearted none the less and almost happy for me as she knew I found the place where I belonged. I told them to tell the rest of the family I forgave them for leaving as it no fault of anyone, not even Jasper as he had to deal with the emotional over-load of six other vampires in his presence not to mention his blood-lust and that of five others. Carlisle is the only one, where the scent of blood no longer bothers him, he had told me it was due to centuries of practice and he never thought of feeding the easy way as he always wanted to help people.
After they left to return home, I was escorted to a beautiful room that was fit for a princess with a walk-in closet the size of my bedroom in my former home that was filled with beautiful clothing, shoes, jewelry and accessories from top designers from around the world, and a huge bathroom was almost the size of the living room in Forks, with black marble floors and Garnet encrusted black marble counter tops with twin sinks, a black Jacuzzi-spa tub and matching toilet and one wall for the walk-in shower that took my breath away. There was no shower head but a waterfall spout that constantly ran into a sunk-in tub unit. I was in awe of my surroundings as they were breath taking in this beautiful castle.
When I first laid eyes on them I was amazed by their aristocratic and handsome good looks. They thought I'd cower to them, but I stood with my head held high and made how I felt about them known. This is how I saw each of them at the time:
Aro- a mindless wonder with the whimsical nature of a child and a power hungry god complex in which he likes to collect gifted vampires to add to his collection. He can read every thought anyone, human or vampire has had with a single touch, except of course those that may possess a shield of some sort. He is approximately 6'3" and 29, with ebony hair with a bluish tint to it that reminds me of a raven's feathers falling to the middle of his back and reddish burgundy eyes. He's the most charismatic of the three.
Marcus- at a glance looks bored out of his mind and would rather be anywhere but here. There he sits tuning out everything until something interesting catches his attention for the moment. He tortures himself daily with thoughts of his late wife, Didyme. He can see bonds of relationships,and can pick up gifts that vampires have. He is 31 and stands at 6'4", with dark brownish-black hair that reminds me of the deepest mahogany or teak you can find falling just past his shoulders, and eyes the color of garnets in the setting sun.
And Caius- Has no known power or gift but many think of him as cold hearted, tortured and angry. He called me a liability, an insignificant human who knew too much and was ready to pass judgment. Needless to say he was not happy about what I saw in them, the things I knew, and he wanted me dead. To me he had the best features while standing at roughly 6'2", forever 27 , with platinum blonde hair with golden streaks in it that was almost ghostly white falling to his shoulders, and fiery red eyes that tend to remind me of molten lava with burgundy flecks in their depths.
I managed to fascinate them with my knowledge of their world, captivate them with my lack of fear of what they were, and infuriate Caius to no end with my charm, wit, and my friendly, loving manner.
I was given a choice to stay in the castle or return with Alice and Edward, so I stayed. That left the Cullen pair to return to Forks without me and not in the best of moods. They vowed to find a way to get me out of there but I told them it was my choice to stay. I realized Edward didn't love me enough to stay with me and he would most likely leave me again. Alice was broken hearted none the less and almost happy for me as she knew I found the place where I belonged. I told them to tell the rest of the family I forgave them for leaving as it no fault of anyone, not even Jasper as he had to deal with the emotional over-load of six other vampires in his presence not to mention his blood-lust and that of five others. Carlisle is the only one, where the scent of blood no longer bothers him, he had told me it was due to centuries of practice and he never thought of feeding the easy way as he always wanted to help people.
After they left to return home, I was escorted to a beautiful room that was fit for a princess with a walk-in closet the size of my bedroom in my former home that was filled with beautiful clothing, shoes, jewelry and accessories from top designers from around the world, and a huge bathroom was almost the size of the living room in Forks, with black marble floors and Garnet encrusted black marble counter tops with twin sinks, a black Jacuzzi-spa tub and matching toilet and one wall for the walk-in shower that took my breath away. There was no shower head but a waterfall spout that constantly ran into a sunk-in tub unit. I was in awe of my surroundings as they were breath taking in this beautiful castle.