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I Need You to Love Me

A penny for your thoughts… A picture so it lasts… Let's knock down the walls of immortality Your fingers on my skin… only you can hear my fear… only you can help me heal… i see forever with you here. It's never enough, no matter how many times I try to tell you this is love. If tomorrow never comes, I want you to know right now that I'm gonna love you until the day. I'm gonna love you like it's the last night on Earth. And though I'm undeserving, I need you to love me.

All of this belongs to the great stephenie meyer. I am just playing with her fun toys.

1. Chapter 1

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Chapter One-

Alec walked down the cold stone corridor. It was pitch black, but he needed little light to see. The light that barely broke through the cobbled streets above was more that sufficient. Very few of his race would have been able to navigate through the maze in the darkness- but Alec could. He had always has impeccable vision. Even as a human. Slowly, he walked towards his home of almost six hundred years.

Jane had galloped ahead of him. His sister was probably already at the feet of their master, grinning from ear to ear. She adored Aro, saw him as their savior, as their personal Messiah. Alec supposed that he should too view the Great Historian in such a light. But, unlike Jane, he had a hard time coping to the life of servitude. He had always been too proud, the hubris proving to be a tragedy at many times. How he could have soared up the ranks to be a full member and not just a guard had not his pride gotten in the way.

The boy did not have time to deal with that. No use dwelling over the past. Even if he had all the time in the world to do so.

He ascended the steps one at a time. He wasn’t particularly hungry. The feeding schedule was regular enough, but he supposed that after the last batch, he had been beyond saturated with crimson wine. He probably would not eat unless a particular one ignited his senses.

Aro sat on his guilded throne, Jane at his feet. His dear sister purred in contentment. Alec softly smiled. He was glad Jane had found peace with this life. Personally, he had wanted to die… but this would do. This had always been enough. “Ahh… Alec, my boy,” the master’s voice boomed across the hall. “We have been waiting for you,”

Alec quickly covered the space between them. Bowing from the waist, he said, “My apologies,”

Aro waved off his apology, “Fret not, Alec. We shall simply proceed forward.”

Alec stood straight and arched an eyebrow. His curiosity had been stroked. Wisely holding his tongue, he moved to stand beside Lord Marcus. He was, after all, one of Marcus’s vampires- Jane belonged to Aro. If the lords pitted them against each other, then it was very possible that they would fight the other to the death. Alec doubted that the boredom of eternity would bring the masters to do something so drastic despite the fact that he had seen countless members of the Guard battle it out. No. Not one of the three would be willing to loose one of their two most prized vampires. Not when the twins were needed to sure the stability of power.

The boy watched uncertainly as the door on the opposite side of the chamber opened wide. His crimson eyes widened in shock when Heidi walked in, looking just a beautiful ever. He could feel the tension in the room rise about a half a degree in response to her presence. What had surprised Alec was the lack of humans behind her. Gabriel and Felix followed her like a dog would follow its master: tailing wagging dutifully between its legs.

In his thin arms, Gabriel carried the form of a small girl. Alec’s eyes closed slightly- he was nearly squinting. Aro had said nothing of adding new members. A glance at Jane told him all he needed to know: the Masters of the Volturi had left their Guard in the black for a reason. Aro stood and walked over to his vampires.

“Why is she like this?” he asked, his tone slightly condescending.

“There was a slight struggle, Master Aro. Nothing more” Heidi put a comforting arm on the master’s. Alec heard Thalia’s hiss of disapproval from behind. His mistress had never taken to Heidi’s constant try at seducing her mate. Alec supposed that it would bother any woman.

“What happened?” Caius asked in his slithering tones.

Felix looked at the white haired vampire. With a sorrowful expression, he answered, “The mother had already contacted the police by the time we arrived. As such, there was a slight… effort on our part to not leave any marks on the bodies before we took her.”

“Human officials should not have been a problem for the three of you,” Caius barked.

“Heidi was hungry,” Felix quickly turned the blame to the vixen vampire.

She seethed, “How dare you apportion blame on me!”

Felix shrugged. He was one of the few unaffected by the charms of the fisher. “It is the truth,”

Heidi turned to meekly face the wrath of the Volturi. “Jane,” Aro whispered.

His sister did not even have to look at the redhead. Heidi fell to the floor, screaming and thrashing in pain. Alec looked on the scene with apathetic eyes; he had seen it far too many times to mean anything anymore. The beautiful vampire’s screams did effect someone else, though. Someone who would not be used to the sound of eternal misery.

The girl in Gabriel’s arms sat up. Her arms flailed wildly against the stone cold being. She looked around, her eyes scanning everything. She jumped out of Gabriel’s arms onto the stone floor. She rushed over to help Heidi up- Jane had released her when the human had awoken.

“Are you all right?” she asked Heidi.

The redhead looked at the girl with wide eyes. No one had helped another during punishment for fear of their own neck. Alec reasoned that the girl had no idea of the pain in store or else she would have not moved an inch. Heidi could barely nodded as the human tried to help her stand. The vampire regained her senses and stood, not leaning on the human an ounce. The silly human didn’t notice.

“Finally,” Jane whispered in low tones, moving beside him. “She smells good and I’m hungry.”

Alec rolled his eyes. This human did not smell particularly appetizing to him. He extended an arm. “She’s all yours,”

Jane licked her lips hungrily. Alec was struck again by just how androgynous his twin really was. That never bothered him. He still loved her.

“Who are you all? Where am I?” the human fired off her questions in what would be rapid succession for her.

Aro kneeled down in front of her. Alec then saw just how little she was. Even smaller than he! She would not have much blood for one so small. Poor Jane would be left hungry after such a little snack. “My dear, I am Aro of the Volturi.”

The girl looked the master up and down, as if she were sizing him up. “You don’t look like a predatory bird,”

Aro chuckled dryly. He leaned forward to where he was whispering in her ear. She probably thought that it was a secret for her to hear alone. How wrong she was. Everyone present could hear him.

“Not vulture, my dear, Volturi,” he whispered soothingly. “A powerful and respected clan of vampires,”

Alec watched intently as the blood drained from her face. She did look rather fetching in white, he thought to himself. Her navy eyes blinked several times. Alec found himself wondering at their color. He had never seen it before. It was not colored contacts, but genetics. They drew his attention much more than any other part of her.

“That’s impossible,” she whispered, her voice carrying in the room. Every vampire present shook their head no.

The girl watched them with fear filled eyes. She blinked out a tear before her knees gave out. She pulled her long hair off her left shoulder, exposing her neck to the world.

“Go ahead,” she whispered, “Just get it over with.”

Aro grinned, “With pleasure.”