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“This is where I’ll leave you.” spoke his musical voice into the night air. He gave his creation one last hug before leaving her to embrace her new life. She watched as his tall shadow melted into the dark Italian sky. Finally, a story staring Marcus of the Volturi as the main (and happy) character! NOT OOC! FINAL CHAPTER UP! Warning: may contain spoilers for Twilight, New Moon, and Eclipse. Disclaimer: I'm not Stephanie Meyer and therefore don't own the books. I'm just an addicted fan who likes to play with her characters =D
12. Before the Storm
Word Count 1819
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Jacob was on his morning rounds when he caught a now familiar peach and jasmine smell. Aggravated, he followed it to the same clearing where he’d first met the two Volturi vampires. Sure enough, they were both there, and, much to his displeasure, naked.
He barked to alert them that he was there, but only the male, Marcus he thought, looked up. The other appeared to be sleeping.
Marcus started at the bark and quickly covered Eve’s bareness with their clothes. “Any reason why you’re here?” he asked politely, with just a hint of sourness.
“I do remember telling you two once before not to come onto our land, have you forgotten?” Jake, realizing that the friendly female vampire was asleep, had changed back to his human form and pulled on a pair of sweats he carried with him. Jake half wished that Eve would wake up. She was much easier to talk to and trust.
As if she’d read his mind, Eve sat up then and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She stretched and yawned, only then did she realize that she wasn’t dressed and noticed Jake standing there. He was unable to look away. Even though vampires were his natural enemies, the human part of him couldn’t help but notice how sexy she looked lying there in the tall grass.
Tearing his eyes away from her, he paid attention to the dew on the grass by his feet, allowing her the time to get dressed. When she was finished, he raised his eyes back into hers and Marcus’s.
Eve hated awkwardness, and hurriedly masked her scent. Next, she wrapped Jake in a tight hug, both grinning from ear to ear. Marcus was amused at how well Eve bonded with everyone, even her sworn enemies. “How’ve you been these past few days Jake?” she asked like they were old friends.
“Okay, I was actually able to sleep last night if you can believe it. I was going to visit you guys today, as a matter of fact.”
“Oh, what for?”
“The bad vampire…Rex right?” Eve nodded, her eyes encouraging him to continue. “He didn’t mention anything about…back up from another species. Did he?”
Eve turned her gaze to Marcus. “No, I suppose he didn’t. Why do you ask?” Marcus answered, respectfully keeping his distance from the werewolf so as not to bother him with his smell.
“I was talking to my pack yesterday. We’ve fought alongside the Cullens before and it worked out well. We were just wondering if perhaps you’d like a helping hand in the battle tomorrow.” Images of Bella as a human floated through his mind, haunting him. Ever since she was changed, it had been extremely awkward between them. There friendship would probably never be the same, even if she didn’t stink.
Eve noticed his depression easily and stepped forward to comfort him “Oh Jake, you poor thing. That must have really been painful.” she spoke in a strikingly motherly voice, trying as best as she could to make him feel better. Delicately, she wiped the tears from his eyes. A thought skipped through Jacob’s mind that he would love to replace his uncaring older sisters with Eve.
“Thank you, Eve.” He smiled sheepishly down at the petite vampire.
“Any time.” She smiled back. Then her face brightened up as an idea struck her. “Hey Jake, what do you say to a little trip around the world once this whole battle is done?”
Jake and Marcus both looked at her with shocked expressions. Marcus was the least jealous man in the world, but even he was starting to show slivers of that emotion. “Not to be rude…but…why?” asked Jake, completely perplexed at her statement.
“So that you could Imprint on someone of course!” she said it like it was the most obvious thing since butter on toast.
“Oh, um, sure that’d be really nice. I’ll have to check with the pack though; they might not be too keen on letting their leader run around the globe in search of love.” Ever since Sam had found out that Emily was pregnant, he’d stopped fazing so that he could grow old with his family.
“Good. I can’t stand seeing you sad like this. I’m sure that a girl would brighten your horizon.”
After a short silence, Marcus brought up more immediate matters. “So, about the extra help…”
“We’d be glad to help you. The pack hasn’t seen any real action since the newborn army five years ago.” It had been slow in La Push for once. After Bella was changed, it seemed that her pursuers backed off a bit. They were probably also thrown off by the Cullen’s quick move to Alaska for three years. They’d have to move again soon, Jake knew, for Charlie was starting to get suspicious as to why Bella wasn’t aging.
“We’ll all greatly appreciate the advantage that having your pack along to fight with us will provide.” Marcus bowed his head.
They exchanged farewells and Marcus and Eve ran back home to get some cleaner, more suitable clothes.
When they arrived back home, Alice and Edward both smiled knowingly at them. Alice had apparently had a vision of their activities last night and couldn’t hide it from Edward.
For the rest of the day, Eve focused her full attention on building up her strength in turning their powers off. She was starting to get the hang of it, able to turn off two at a time for a long while. Finally confident in her control, she agreed to go on one last hunting trip before the big fight.
This hunting trip was a lot longer than the one she’d been on before. Rather than catching just one animal, they each took about three or four, storing up strength for the day to come.
The whole time they were hunting, Marcus’s mind was on the events of last night. After the battle, he decided, he was going to propose to Eve. She made him one hundred times happier than anyone he’d met in his whole life. Happier even than his first mate, Ebony.
Eve was worn out by the time they got home, but Marcus begged her to stay awake. He held out his palm to her the way Aro did when he wanted to read someone.
“Marcus, do you mean…” He nodded his head. If they were to be together, than no secrets could be kept. Well, maybe only a few, embarrassing ones…
Excited, Eve grabbed hold of his hand, focusing her left over energy on listening to his many past thoughts.
The first thousand years of his existence were filled with happy memories of him and his mate, Ebony. Eve fast forwarded through their nights together. It stung her heart to see him stare at another girl like he did with her now.
Then, abruptly, his happiness ended and turned into immense sorrow. Ebony was killed by Rex in a large battle. Marcus got rid of everything that reminded him of her, trying to run from his depression, but failing. He decided after a few years of constant pain that he would just quit feeling. Two thousand years of life passed by in a blur, every day was the same routine.
Then Eve felt his mood lift dramatically, and realized that she’d reached the time when she first joined the Volturi guard. She flushed lightly when she came across his first fantasy about her. It was good to know that she wasn’t the only one with these thoughts. The past five years held more thoughts and emotions than his lonely two thousand years all together. When he felt that she was getting closer to the present, he pulled away.
She didn’t think much of it though, thankfully. “Thank you for trusting me Marcus. It means a lot.” she yawned.
He chuckled, pulling her over to the bed. She moved over to the bed, lying down on it slowly and a tad bit reluctantly. “What’s the matter angel?” Marcus asked; worried at what she might have seen in his past that would make her not want to love him. “Did I do something wrong?” Marcus was getting anxious now.
She cuddled into his arms, hiding her face from view. “You didn’t do anything wrong, I’m just…shy about a certain matter.” she mumbled, her voice muffled by his shirt.
“What is it that could possibly be making my exuberant Eve shy?” There was a smile in his voice.
“I never really realized until just now how much more….um…never mind.” she stuttered, her cheeks blushing fiercely for a vampire. No doubt helped by all the blood she’d consumed that day.
“You can tell me Eve. Please tell me.” he whispered gently into her hair, massaging her back with one hand to help ease her tension.
“Well…it’s just that…”
“Go on.” he encouraged.
“You’re so much more experienced than me and I’m afraid that I won’t be able to satisfy you in bed.” she ran through her explanation as quickly as it was vampirically possibly, her voice choked and squeaky. She took a deep breath and held it, waiting for his response.
To her horror, he laughed at her insecurities. “I’m sorry.” he said when he’d finished laughing. “It’s just that, I was worried about the same thing.”
She looked at him, confused. “But, it’s nothing new to you. You’ve done it before, and I’m still a virgin.”
He chuckled. “Eve, it’s been a couple thousand years since the last time I’ve made love to anyone. I might as well be a virgin like you. Not to mention, you’re the most beautiful, confident, kind woman that I’ve ever met. I can’t imagine you disappointing me in bed. Just looking at you makes intense pleasure course through my body! You have nothing to worry about sweetheart. We’ll learn together.” Marcus nuzzled her neck. Eve let go of the breath she’d been holding in, but still didn’t relax completely.
“Now, is that all that’s bothering you?” he asked.
He waited for her to continue.
Eve took in a shaky breath before speaking. “Marcus, do you think that Aro and the rest of them are going to be okay?”
“They’ll be fine, I promise you.”
“I hope you’re right. Just the thought of sweet old Aro and kind little Alec locked up and being tortured makes my heart split in two.”
After kissing good night, Eve drifted into a reassured sleep, resting up for the day to come.