Your body jolted alive, veins no longer running with blood but with an irrational thirst for it.

Through a blurry mind, you tried to recall anything, but everything you got was the glimpse of someone sinking their teeth into your neck.

Or maybe it was just your imagination fooling around after hearing so many vampire tales on St. Marcus day— that's what you came here for, but what really happened during the excursion? 

Aro was in a pleased mood— all the Volturi were, it was finally time to feed again, tourists and more tourists visiting the ancient castle without an idea of their soon-to-be purpose.

Until one of the guards accidentally turned a human— you.

He didn't know what else to do— it never happened before. But maybe you could be valuable, maybe you could have a gift, another potential piece for his chess game.

In your surroundings, two men in dark cloaks talked back and forth in the corner as you woke up, they seemed worried, or maybe surprised— were you brought here? Why?— but immediately went shut as a taller figure joined.

“It seems you're awake, my dear.” A polite but nervous smile played in Aro's face as he stood next to your bed, wondering on how to explain everything to you.