A/N Assume they're most likely not speaking English, probably Arabic given they're in Egypt. 

Andy moved swiftly through the crowded streets holding her breath as she passed hoards of humans. Her entire form was covered in fabric which hung loosely from her body hiding her glistening skin from the sunlight. 

Her midnight eye's gaze was fixed on an ancient building that radiated wealth with underlying tone of fear. She noted how humans were instinctively avoiding the place. Seemingly making up her mind she approached the double doors and knocked gently. 

Her enhanced hearing picked up the sounds of movement on the other side and the door creaked open a little in welcome. Without any hesitation she stepped inside and closed it behind her. Her pitch black eyes were met with the image of an old friend. 

"Hello Amun." She said smiling sweetly at the older vampire. He held traditional Middle-Eastern features of anyone living in the region, though his skin no longer held it's dark tanned tones. Like other cold ones Amun's skin was pasty and his eyes a deep red ones.

She remembered the first time she'd met the old vampire and his mate. She remembered everything since the change, but her human life was a mystery.

Flashback About 1200AD Cairo, Egypt:

She had done what she did best when faced with a problem. Or in this case emotions that could tear her apart from the inside. Everything was heightened; the pain, the torment, the lost feeling. Hate permeated her every fiber of being as she kept picturing what she had found. 

Without a second thought of the consequences, she turned on her heel and ran. 

She didn't have a destination in sight, she never does. That only makes her movements more predictable. 

The century old vampire didn't even notice she was being watched as she walked out of the Mediterranean Sea. Her hunger and blood-lust had already taken over by that point. 

She allowed the fresh scent of blood to fill her being. She was hungry. Very, very hungry.

Red eyes watched the young female as she hunted. His curiosity was peaked once she'd slaughtered half a dozen humans and failed to remove the remains. The only conclusion he could make was she wanted to get caught. 

Unwilling to out his coven in the eyes of the Volturi again, Amun tackled the younger vampire to the ground. 

Andy snarled as a large mass knocked her off balance.

"Do you have a death wish child?!" He growled at her.

Andy assessed the older vampire curiously. He looked regal and calm but his aura gave off something dark, and dangerous.

"My apologies," she replied sarcastically, "I wasn't aware the territory was occupied. I'll be going now."

"Wait," Amun called to her turned back intrigued by her attitude. She reminded him of someone he'd rather not think about. "Where are you going?"

"Home." She said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"And where is home young one?"

"Greece." He felt his un-dead heart drop at the pain in her voice as she turned back to face him. He recognized the silver pendant around her neck and cringed. 

"Come with me." He said leaving no room for argument. 

"Andromeda, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit my dear?" Amun responded sensing something was off as she lowered the fabric covering her head. 

"Is Ben and Tia home?" She questioned avoiding Amun's gaze. 

"They are not." His reply was simple and to the point.

"So they're not in Egypt?" She asked her inquiring gaze glancing around the room. 

"They're not here Andy." Another female spoke and Andy smiled widely at the brunette woman.  

"Good, it is better if they're not present for this, especially Benjamin." Andy replied hugging her. She placed a happy kiss on the woman's cheek and skipped over to a pillar choosing to lean against it. 

"Who did you lead here Andromeda?" Amun glared looking dangerous.

"Well the thing is Edward Cullen, you know Carlisle's boy. Well he was in Italy recently. Apparently Aro caught wind of my abilities and is coming after me. He does not know of Benjamin, and I'd like to keep it that way. Anyway, Edward said he'd send the Tracker after me." She watched waiting for Amun to do something. An outburst of some kind wouldn't be unnatural for him. But to her surprise, he sighed.

"Kebi, we should prepare, Demetri is coming to visit." He turned to his mate who gave him a sad smile in response. 

"Wait, you know the tracker?" Andy asked curiously.

"I'm his sire, do you not listen when I talk to you?" 

"Sometimes." She smirked and shrugged her shoulders, a habit she'd picked up from modern teenage humans. 

"Go get dinner." He commanded the younger vampire as though she were his own child. 

Demetri had caught the most intoxicating scent of olives, sea-salt and the sweet smell of honey. The scent was driving him crazy but to him, it smelt like home. His inner demon was excited by the scent and wanted nothing more than to claim it. His excitement only grew when he detected the underlying hint of female vampire in the mix. 

He shook his head to clear his thoughts getting back to the mission at hand. He would worry about the scent later. 

He tracked the tenor of vampire that Aro wanted to meet into the heart of Egypt. Surprisingly to the place he'd left on bad terms. 

'I thought this Andy was a nomad.' He mused as he found a perch to watch the building from. His eyes caught movement as a covered figure exited the building and headed into the masses. His mind slowly made the connection between the intoxicating scent and the tenor of the vampire he was hunting. 'Maybe this mission will be interesting after all.' 

With the stealth of a well trained professional he watched the female move through the crowed talking to a few humans. Demetri growled lowly unable to pick up on the conversation over the sounds of humans going about their everyday life. 

He looked across at the horizon as the sun emitted an orange glow. The sun would be setting soon, and he plays better in the dark. 

Andromeda could feel eyes on her as she made her way to a group of men. They eyed her covered figure cautiously until they caught sight of her alluring features under the hood. She was a vampire after all. 

"My apologies," she spoke in a horrific American accent as she 'accidentally' tripped into one of them pretending to be a tourist. She could feel their eyes raking over her form. 'Men,' she snorted to herself. Within minutes of beginning the conversation she had convinced four of them to join her at the house for 'dinner'. 

As she turned to lead them back she caught the scent of a male vampire. He smelt like mint and falling rain. A scent she could get lost in quite easily. Shaking her head of those thoughts she followed the smell with her head shooting up to the top of the buildings where a dark figure was crouched. She raised a perfectly arched brow in challenge and allowed a smirk to cross her lips as she continued with her mission.

Demetri watched as the woman's gaze was directed towards him. Even with vampire sight they couldn't make out much of each other. Dark eyes were challenging him teasingly before she ushered the four humans into Amun's palace. Within seconds of the door closing it opened again and the woman looked directly at him. In a clear voice she spoke directly to him. "Come join us for dinner Demetri."

His ears were so focused on the musical tone of her voice that he barely remembered to process her words. His eyes widened in surprise at two things: She knew who he was, clearly she wasn't afraid, and she invited him to dinner. He couldn't tell if she was curious or just plain stupid. Giving her the benefit of the doubt he went with curious and approached Amun's door. 

His sire opened it before he even had the chance to raise his fist. The meeting with Amun was awkward to say the least. He didn't hate his sire, in fact he thanked him for this life. But no longer being a part of the Egyptian coven only made Amun hate the Italians that much more. 

Amun's eyes raked over the younger vampire assessing every inch of him before he stepped aside in lieu of greetings. 

"Andromeda, your guest has arrived." Amun headed to his mate Kebi and picked up one of the two unconscious males at his feet. 

Demetri scanned the room quickly his eyes falling on his prey. She had her back to him, and her hood was lowered her half-braided golden locks hanging around her shoulders. He fought himself for control as her intoxicating scent drew him in. 

She spun around with a wide grin on her face. Though her skin was pale Demetri could tell that it once held an olive tone. Her eyes were large and he could easily get lost in them. He could tell they'd seen much pain and torment. She didn't seem young for a vampire like he'd expected. No, he could sense that she'd been around much longer than the Cullen's. The way she held herself made him think she would almost be as old as him. But the way she spoke, and acted was like she still retained a piece of innocence. 

Andromeda assessed the Tracker as he assessed her. He was tall, about six feet was her estimate. He didn't tower over her but his build dwarfed hers. She was around three inches shorter than him, but she was lean compared to his muscular form. He must have been a laborer of some kind during his human life. His hair was stylishly messy mix of dirty blonde and his lips were thin and pulled in what seemed to be a permanent smirk.

She recognized the look of excitement in his eyes that she'd only seen in other trackers as they hunted their prey. This time though, she was willingly getting caught. She was too curious about the man to give up this opportunity. 

With a wide grin Andromeda threw an unconscious male over her shoulder leaving the other on the couch. She skipped happily across the room ignoring the danger and excitement coming off the vampire she presented the man to him. "And Amun say's I'm a horrible host." She remarks placing the human at his feet. She then headed back to the couch and sat beside another human. 

Demetri cautiously picked up the man at his feet with one hand gripping  his neck. His eyes though were more interested in his prey than the pulsing vein in his hand. He licked his lips as she sank her teeth into her meals neck the blood flowing down her throat quenching her thirst. The way she fed, it made him thirsty. 

Unable to resist the urge much longer as others in the room fed he sank his own teeth into the human's neck savoring the taste of fresh blood. 

The vampires all released their grips on their prey when they became devoid of blood and the bodies were placed off too the side to be dealt with later. 

"Something tells me this isn't a social visit." Amun spoke up breaking the awkward silence between the vampires in the room. 

Demetri's crimson gaze though stayed on Andy as she rose to her feet. She removed the layers of fabric draped over her form. Underneath she wore skin tight black pants that showed off her slender legs, slightly heeled boots and a loose silk shirt. She moved around the room gracefully retrieving a leather jacket off the coat hook.

"The Volturi sent me to pick up someone." He replied.

"Of course they did." Amun grumbled. "Why?"

"Because I'm interesting Amun." Andy said clear amusement in her voice as she moved towards Kebi.

Demetri raises a brow at her attitude and she smirks in response. She hugs and kisses Kebi before turning to face the tracker. "I'll make you a deal. If you can catch me, I'll come willingly."

"Andromeda," Amun groans and she laughed placing a kiss on his cheek. 

"Do we have an accord?" She asked standing in front of him with her hand out. 

Smirking at the challenge, Demetri takes her hand and brings it to his lips. "We do." He replied lowering her hand. 

"Demetri," Amun growls in warning at his former coven member. 

"Brilliant," she smiled wider than ever taking two steps back, "it was nice catching up Amun, Kebi." With nods to each of them she turned back to Demetri.

"Good luck." With those final words of wisdom she vanished into thin air leaving a shocked tracker staring in awe of the woman who presented him with the challenge of a lifetime.