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Jake and Nessie are early in their relationship when disaster strikes. Nessie is kidnapped and has her memory erased, but meanwhile is slowly falling for one of the Volturi Guard; Demetri. Nessie slowly starts gaining her memory back, and when one fateful mission brings her face to face with her forgotten past, she has to make a life changing decision. Will Jake get Nessie back, or will he lose to a vampire again? Hey everyone! I'd could really use some reviews! Over 300 reads and only 2 review!?! Come on guys, i could really use the input, I need to know whether to continue the story, so PLEASE review! :)


4. Volterra

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The room was lined with marble columns and some of the most majestic looking vampires I’d ever seen. There were three in particular that really caught my attention. They had skin that reminded me of onion skin, and two had long, flowing, black hair, and one with hair so blonde, it was almost white.

“Renesmee, I’d like to introduce you to Aro, Caius, and Marcus; the leaders of the Volturi.” Demetri announced grandly. I was too shocked at how much these beings looked like the vampires in the horror movies to be angry anymore.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Renesmee, very nice indeed. I must apologize though.” The one called Aro said.

“For what?” I asked.

“This.” Aro said as he gestured at the one called Marcus. He stood up and walked towards me. Marcus placed his freezing fingertips on my temples and that was the last thing I remembered.

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“It’s time to get up, Renesmee. Aro wants to speak with you.” A voice said from behind a door. I opened my eyes and glanced around the room. I had no idea where I was. I jumped up and pushed the curtains away from the window. I looked down upon a city made of stone. Everything, even the streets, was made of some sort of stone or brick. I saw a little plaza with a fountain in the center and a clock tower on the end furthest from me. The clock tolled suddenly and I let out a yelp. I was so confused. Then someone knocked on the door.

“Renesmee, are you okay?” a voice asked. It was slightly husky and had a very pleasant British accent. The door cracked open when I didn’t answer and a man popped his head in the room.

“Who are you?” I asked, frightened.

“Marcus said this would happen.” The man sighed. “I’m Demetri. You’re Renesmee, and you are in Volterra, living with the Volturi, with which you will soon become a faithful member of.” He smiled warmly, and I wasn’t as scared anymore. I think Demetri could tell because he came in and sat down on the edge of my bed. I studied his face for a second, trying to remember him, or anything for that matter. He had lovely blue eyes and brown hair that was styled in a faux-hawk fashion. His skin still had the olive tone that most vampires lacked, and defined facial features that gave Demetri a very nice face. He cocked his head to the side and narrowed his eyes.

“What are you looking at?” he asked, curiously.

“I can’t remember anything. Nothing at all! You’re face seems like it should be familiar, but I can’t be sure. I don’t know what to do. I’m scared, Demetri!” I shrieked. I couldn’t control myself anymore; I was getting hysterical and tears began to roll down my cheeks. Demetri sighed again and held out his arms. I don’t know why I trusted him, but I let myself fall into his comforting embrace. I really let myself go then. I felt so helpless, and I think I trusted Demetri because he was the only familiar thing to me at the moment.

“Why can’t I remember anything? I feel like I should know something and I’m close to remembering it, but it’s just out of my grasp and I can’t reach it.” I sobbed. Demetri then put me at arm’s length, but kept his hands resting on my shoulders. I wiped away my tears and just looked at him.

“I’ll give you some time to freshen up and then I’ll take you to see Aro. He has all the answers for you.” He smiled warmly then, and it gave me hope. For a minute.

“Who’s Aro?” I asked, suddenly feeling fear creep up on me again.

“No one to worry about. You’re safe here, Renesmee.” He stood up and turned toward the door. Before he closed it he said, “I’ll protect you, Renesmee, you don’t need to worry.” and then walked out. I almost started panicking again, but I took a deep breath. I trusted Demetri, and if he said I had nothing to worry about, I wouldn’t worry.