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• synopsis:  after getting ousted from your home by the people whom you called family, you decide to find a place to in Italy but you end up falling in a great danger also rescued by someone whom you never expect to meet again.

• contains: stalking, threats, executions, mentions of blood, language (not to mention; cussing is a talent.)

• note:  sorry! I am not dead. I kinda fucked up actually. I accidentally forgot about my book. My sincerest apologies to @Louisa8896  patient with her request. And dedicating this oneshot to gay_for_jane_volturi whom I adore for their hillarious comments. Nvm, adding some drama because everyone loves it. ☠️

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Volterra, Italy.

It was a treacherous action of Maggie to do this but you couldn't blame her either for this. Afterall, no one liked you enough as a dear one to trust you. You were homeless but had your wand. You were a monster — Maggie yelled this word without any sound. You could see through this in her eyes that shone with pure hatred for you.

Werewolves were vampire’s worst enemies since the very beginning of the creation of the world. Nothing could change that. They are natural archenemies. But you were neither a vampire or a werewolf. You were a tribrid — the very creation of the unity of three different supernatural creatures who might loathe each other with full passion. You did feel ashamed of yourself for being who you are. It was agonizing you that Siobhan and Liam didn't even try to hold you back from leaving. Perhaps, they wished the same as well but weren't expressive as Maggie to be daring enough to kick you out with the same insult.

It was foolish of your mind to believe that they will love you even after knowing what you are. They kicked you out with venomous insults because they feared breaking the laws of the Volturi. But you never hesitated to accompany them to Washington because of Siobhan's friendship with Dr. Carlisle Cullen. You never failed to always make them feel respected but your transformation made them hate you even after you literally dedicated your entire life to them. Traitors — this word could define them perfectly. Selfish Traitors. You were broken from the inside of your heart. The flashbacks of your memories pierced your heart painfully, making you shed tears of your emotions.

You sat near a stone, thinking what you could possibly do. Even the stone you were sitting on was burning like fire because of the high temperature of Italy. But thinking about the treacherous actions of the Irish coven won’t benefit you. It is difficult to find a house on rent nowadays. Not to mention, you were broke.

Leaving their place without taking any money was the most idiotic thing done by you in this century. Mistakes after mistakes, you didn't know what you were doing. The burning sensation on your ass was piercing your skin with heat because of the skinny cotton pants you were wearing.

Not finding any way, you stood up. Like always, your unruly (h/c) hair came in front of your face because of the dusty wind. And as the bitch, Maggie was, she didn't even let you brush your hair properly. There was no need for you to look at a mirror because you knew that you were already looking like a mad woman.

“Signorina….”  You heard a deep male voice from behind, causing you to turn around to see that person. Your (e/c) widened right that moment just looking at the young man who was probably of your age but seemed a bit older than you. He was 17 or 18 or 19?

The expensive white shirt, he was wearing made him look charming as the ends were tucked inside his black pants. The first three buttons of his shirt was undone. You could tell that he was muscular. The black tie was undone, hanging around his neck. His intense piercing ocean blue eyes stared into your soul.

His god-like dirty blonde hair which were styled up in a ravishing way could make him the cover model of the most luxurious brands. The man in front of you was tanned in olive complexion more than the colors you could ever dream to have in your body because of your vampire genes which doesn't allow you to get tanned.

“Uh-gentleman, I don't speak Italian...” You mumbled, feeling extremely embarrassed at this. He was looking like a god while, you were in your grey cotton skinny leggings and the white sweatshirt you had on. Perhaps, the man could help you?

He coughed a bit as if trying to pick his accent, “Well, you are currently standing on my property,” He paused for a moment before staring into your eyes.“Don’t you think that I owe an explanation about this?”

“No....” You inchorently mumbled in thoughts only for him to narrow his eyes, you immediately spoke up clearly,“I meant- I am new here and I had no clue that it's your property area, I didn't mean to intrude at all. Unfortunately, I am homeless and thought to sit here for a while.”

You wrapped your arms around your body, hoping to calm yourself from the embarrassment, you were facing and kept looking down at your feet. You just hoped that he got it clear that you were new and homeless. For a second, you felt disgusting for showing your helplessness to a stranger but miseries can arrive anytime without any warning.

He took a moment to think before nodding in understanding. “If you would like then I can offer you a job at my place,” He suggested.

He had no idea how much thankful you were to him for this help. Barely managing to let a squeal out in excitement, you started to exclaim to the man happily, “Thank you so much! You have no idea how much I appreciate your help!”

The man only narrowed his eyes as if judging you then spoke, “I didn't get your name.”

You raised your eyebrows, knowingly that you didn't even introduce yourself. Much to your dismay was that you didn't have any identity. You then walked close to him then stretched out your hand and smiled, “I am (Y/N) (L/N).”

He took your hand in his. But not what you expected instead he turned the back of your hand and took it near to his face with a slight bow as he kissed your hand but his piercing sharp steel like eyes never left from staring at you. Your mouth was slightly opening at the shock.

He stood straight, letting go of your hand and you kept staring at him in shock. Undoubtedly, you were looking crazy and he just kissed your hand? He was helping you but he was crazy, no offense at all.

With an amused smirk tugged up at the corner of his lip, his hand reached to close your gasping mouth as he introduced himself, “And I am Alessandro Romanov.”

Romanov..... the surname sounded familiar to you. Realization hit you like a moving truck— the name Romanov was in the newspaper where the entire family was involved in human trafficking. Then again, another realization hit you like a thundering strike when you realized that you were currently standing in their property.

You widened your eyes in shock as you gasped out, “Um- are you a human trafficker?” You questioned him like a fool, taking a few steps back. While, travelling to Italy, you did hear the rumors or alerts about the Romanov traffickers. And a gut feeling was telling you, something was wrong about him.

You were feeling a bit ashamed since you were basically simping over his hotness now, you were getting away from him as if he has cooties but yeah, better not talk with strangers again.

Alessandro rolled his eyes then clicked his tongue, “You are not really dumb, are you?” His tone was telling you that he is pissed because you knew about him.

You glared at him. “Bitch, how dare you to call me dumb! You have no idea who am I.” You threatened lowly, thinking about all the possible ways, you could hurt him.

“Oh yeah, huh?” Alessandro smirked, pulling out his gun from his leather gun pouch only to aim it at you. “Good girls don't talk too much, sweetheart,” He smirked at you, devilishly. “I was only thinking to take you away for me. But it seems....you have a pretty sharp mouth which works more than it's own requirement. Now, you will either die or come with me,” He gave you time. “Choice is yours darling. 5 seconds only.”

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Without any further delay, you started running away, leaving him there. You heard him to pull out his gun out from the pocket, thanks to your supernatural hearing.

Fuck, Life was a bitch indeed, he was about to help you, 20 seconds ago but now, he is after your life. Shaking your head in disbelief, you kept running faster to go away from the area to get out from the gate out from his property.

Alessandro pulled the trigger as the gun shoot immediately shot your leg just like he intended. A bloodcurdling scream left from you as the tears started to build up in your eyes, with a groan, you stumbled on your steps to your knees.

Turning your head around at your lower region, you saw the red blood from your leg rushing out, washing the hot golden sand with it's murderous red shade of your pain.

      “Fuck....” You heaved as your (e/c) eyes glared at him with pure disgust. Pain erupted upon your flesh as you muttered to yourself darkly, “You will pay for this human.”

  He walked towards you with a smug on his face as the clouds started to darken above the sky, he pretended a pout, “Thought, you would prove to be useful for me but it appears, you chose this at your own will. Tsk.”

  You continued to glare at him as he raised his gun at your forehead, ready to kill you. That bastard wasn't going to win like you had your mind as his finger was about to push the trigger, his grey eyes fixed on your face with a soft smile as if pitying you.

   A smirk curled up at the corner of your lips, you chose to kill him as the beast you are and your so-called family threw you out for.

The dangerous evil smile played on your lips as your eyes flashed into blue and white with your nails retracting out as claws, you slashed his hand out from his body, ripping it off as he screamed in pain and fear, steps stumbling back in fear as he saw your monstrous form.

Being a tribrid had it's own advantages to use any abilities without any hesitation. You tilted your head with a soft giggle escaping your lips as Alessandro kept stumbling back, begging for his life from you, his jacket was ripped along with his hand and the ripped hand was lying on the sand, with blood pouring out like a disaster of flood.

Oh dear, how miserable he looks like.....

You pouted dramatically.“Look at you, few moments ago, you were such a high magnificent being,” You smirked, leaning closer to him, “Now look at you, a poor man missing his arm.”

He was sobbing so hardly. The blood from his body made your throat burn and it reminded you that you needed to heal which won't be done as long as you don't feed on blood.

Gripping his throat, you grabbed his closer to you as your tongue licked his throat harshly before your canine teeth retracted themselves into fangs as you bit on his flesh, feeling the warm sweet-metallic nectar from his neck pooling your mouth as you gulped down the delicious blood.  The skin of your ankle started to heal itself, pushing out the bullet from the flesh.

You hadn't feed for a long time. After draining him, you threw the body from your hand as the lifeless body fell on the ground. With a deep exhale, you turned around only to see a familiar blonde haired girl with ruby eyes, staring at you like a judge.

      None other than Jane Fucking Volturi standing there. You were slightly surprised to see her. You could swear that from closer, she looks even more beautiful. Her golden hair tied up in a bun with the black hood on as the black dress hugged her tiny frame as if it was just made for her body. Maybe, it was designed with her measurements?

   You weren't be able take your eyes from her. But she had some other plans or else, why would she be here? Feeling awkward, you suddenly remembered that you just fed, using your sleeve, you wiped your mouth.

    “Um,” You stared at her as you started, “What are you doing in here? Miss. Jane Volturi?” She tilted her head slightly, looking at from the feet to the head then straightened up. She was mesmerizing.

  “I am guessing, you don't know the rules,” She spoke for the first time. It was almost like a childish angel like voice. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. Her ruby eyes moved at the lifeless brutally murdered body of Alessandro as you looked at his body too. “Hunting is prohibited in Volterra.” She stated as if a matter of fact.

  “Oh,” You muttered, diverting your eyes at awe above up at the sky as if there was an answer about your recently done crime, now thinking about all the ways, you would get punished by the Volturi. “Is that a rule?” Your eyes found hers.

  “What you think?” The blonde narrowed her eyes at you, clearly not liking your foolishness. She rolled her eyes in annoyance, “Of course, it is.”  You gulped down at the sight of her getting annoyed. It was a surprise that she didn't torture with you right away.

   “I mean, I am sorry, I- I was thirsty and didn't fed for a while and my coven kick—“ Before you were able to finish your words, she cut you off with her bright scarlet eyes glaring into your soft (e/c) ones.

  “Save your explanation for the masters,” She said coldly, turning around as she started to walk but not before commanding you, “Follow along.”

  You mentally facepalmed yourself. Great way to embarrass yourself in front of your crush— Wait what? You had a crush on her? Of course, you had, you were literally drooling at the sight of her. How gay.

   But being gay is not a crime. It was just that you had a crush on someone who is later going to kill you.
 
   “You didn't hear me?” Jane snapped you from your thoughts, standing near a black car. She was annoyed, bitting her bottom lip from the inside, making her appear calm and compose but her looks were telling you— it was the opposite.

  “Coming!” You informed, jogging near to the car, in front of her.

   She looked at you more like glared at you as she gestured you to get inside the black car which you obeyed and now, you were in the car and she was beside you. As she lifted her head a bit higher, the black cloaked man whom you supposed to be the driver, took the hint and started the car.

Life had never done enough to you that it finally chose to hand you over to the bloody Volturi to fulfill your execution and that by your own choice of deed. Jane was quiet all the time but her glowing crimson eyes fixated at the front as if patiently waiting to get to the Volturi Castle.

She was inhumanly beautiful, high cheekbones, beautiful thick lashes, thickly drawn eyeliner and full lips that had brick matte lipstick on. Considering her pale skin and the golden hair, you would think her of a doll not a creepy one but a beautiful angel doll.

  God forbid, but her torture was surely resembling to the devil from what you heard from Siobhan who narrated you about the Volturi from what she heard from the Cullens.

The famous witch twins who were the main offensive weapons of the Volturi. Aro Volturi, the ruler of the coven had them as his precious deadly gems. Remembering about her brother.

“Hey,” You gained her attention as she flicked her eyes at you. “How is your brother doing?”

She hesitated confusedly as if in disbelief on why would a random stranger ask about her brother when she was nothing but a weapon for everyone. Why would someone be interested to know about their condition?

“Well, I believe,” She said stiffly, eyes immediately drawn down at her hands. The journey remained quiet. She probably wasn't interested making any conversation with you. Until, she questioned out of curiosity, “What you be doing in Volterra?”

You remained silent before speaking again, “My coven ousted—“ You were cut off by Jane.

“Your coven should've taught you better than to hunt at Volterra, it's the responsibility of every creator to do so, the Irish coven needs to learn their lesson,” She held her head higher, “Caius will be interested to meet with one of the Cullen acquaintance.”

You groaned, shaking your head in disbelief, “Will you even listen to me?!”

The car halted as Jane opened the door, getting down from the car as she said, “Save your explanation for the masters.”

  You rolled your eyes at how snobby she was. Grumping like an annoyed child, you crossed your arms on your chest, getting out of the car as you followed Jane inside the clock building.

   It was a dark cellar where you both were at. Jane smirked to herself as she climbed down the stairs. “Hope, you are not scared of the dark.” She mused, making her way down at the dark pitch.

  You gulped down. You were afraid of the dark but of course, not to mention- you are a hybrid who should be the most dangerous being that everyone must be intimidate from. Throwing a glare at Jane, you deadpanned, “Nope sweetheart, but thanks for your concern.”

She shook her head in the dark as you both climbed down the stairs, moving near a corridor where lamps were pinned to the wall instead of lights. What was this place......a castle or a fucking cave? Actually, an ancient vampire tomb.

“You guys should use the modern technology more,” You suggested, only to step in the light area where she introduced you to Mister. Elevator. You raised your eyebrows at this. Maybe not much of a bad tomb.

“Get in, instead of making an issue out of everything,” She chidded, getting inside the elevator as you stepped inside as well and the elevator doors were closed.

Two best friends locked in a room and they might kiss— Hopefully, but then you rolled your eyes at your cringy thoughts, she wasn't your best friend nor this was a room.

The elevator doors opened, as Jane walked out from the elevator, you saw in the mirror elevator after feeding on blood, your eyes turned dark scarlet. You followed her to the huge double doors which she pushed open.

    “Master, I have bought her.” said Jane with a smile, leading you inside the throne room, standing before Aro Volturi who was sitting on his throne with his co-leaders on their respective thrones. Caius narrowed his eyes, looking at you— Man, does he calm down?

   “Oh dearest, Jane,” breathed Aro with an amused smile, standing up from his throne, gliding towards Jane. “You never fail to make us all proud on you.” He praised her as Jane smiled back at him proudly, walking at the corner behind you.

   All the attention was on you. Marcus narrowed his eyes, looking at you from the toe to the head, was that old bitch checking you out? You stared at Aro but his eyes flickered down at your trousers where the healed bullet wound’s blood was smeared. Now, they will surely question how the hell a vampire bleeded.

  “Before, you think me to be some kind of a threat, you can look into my memories.” You said, handing your hand to Aro who took it before looking at you suspeciously. After a few moments, he let go off your hand, staring at you in awe.

“Magnificent, it's unbelievable that a creation like you can exist,” breathed Aro, staring into your soul as if he was amazed. He turned around, looking at his co-leaders, “Brothers, you must see this.”

   “See what?” Caius sneered from his throne before looking at you in disgust. “See this, scum thing who was with the Cullens and ready fight us in the battlefield and help them to destroy our coven?”

  Tears stung in your eyes. Aro glared at him while speaking, “She is a tribrid. A combination of a witch, vampire and a werewolf. We just protect her and as she said before, she doesn't mean any harm,” he turned around looking at you with a smile. “Would you like to live with us dear?”

   Before you could answer, Caius furrowed his eyebrows as he gasped, “Why should this filthy creation stay with us?!”

  Aro answered from your behalf, “She has been banished from her coven but we are always welcome to have with her us.”

  You were so grateful to him for that. Marcus stood up from his throne as he turned to Caius, “You might want to start respecting her,” The blonde furrowed his eyebrows. As Marcus continued, “Afterall, she is the mate of our highest ranked guard, Jane.”

  Caius had his eyes widened in shock, listening to this as he kept staring at you and Jane. Aro looked pleasant than ever. Marcus held up his head high as he walked towards you, offering his hand to you which you took after having a mental battle.

He walked you to Jane who was staring at you in shock. “This is Jane, you must know her,” He introduced you to Jane as he turned at Jane, “And she is-“ Of course, he didn't know your name.

“(Y/N) (L/N).” You said, hiding your excitement. Wow, your crush is your mate. Lucky day or night.

  “Master,” Jane looked at Marcus. “Are you sure, she is the one?” She needed to be assured.

  Marcus nodded. “I won't lie to you in this.”

You mumbled, looking down at your feet, “You don't like me, do you?”

    Jane looked like, she wanted to say something but Aro started speaking, causing you all to turn around. “Tonight is one beautiful night, where our dearest Jane found her mate who is a tribrid and the wonderful creation of nature,” walked Aro closer to you. “We will be watching your capabilities but you may spend time with your mate and get to know each other better.”

     You smiled as Marcus commanded to Jane, “And you are free from your duties for the night, Jane,” He smiled at her. “Go spend time with your mate.”

  Jane bowed, leading you out of the throne room as you followed her along. She was walking fast which caused you to speed up as well.

   She bought you to a.....garden? It was a beautiful garden with all kinds of plants and trees and the ground was grassy. She leaned near a piller, looking down at the fountain which was set there.

    “It’s not that- that I dislike you, I find you interesting but I don't know if I am able to handle our relationship,” said Jane worriedly. “I have never been with someone before. I lose everyone who were my own and that puts you in the risk as well.”

You blinked before saying, “We have so many similarities. I am sure, we can manage. I am with you, Jane. You should never feel afraid to fall in love,” She looked at you hopefully as you continued, “Why you think, I was kicked out of the Irish coven? They found me dangerous when I transformed as a wolf for the first time. No matter how much I loved them, they didn't care a bit when ousting me out.”

  Jane breathed, “I am really sorry...”

  “It’s not your fault, I just have this misfortune that no one loves me or cares about me genuinely,” You blinked back the tears, looking up at the dark sky that had bright beautiful stars.

   Jane's icy cold hand found yours. “I am here for you.” She said, mustering all her courage. You smiled at her brightly and she smiled at you nervously. “Would you like to meet with my brother?” She asked with a bit excitement.

  “Sure, I would love to!” You smiled cheerfully. “But do you think, I look good?” You pointed at your dirty clothes.

   She rolled her eyes before laughing softly. “Come, follow me to my room. Let's get you dressed.”

  You followed her along, while talking with her about life. Maybe, she was your new beginning and your happiness. Everything will went well as long as you are together. No matter what you are or she is, you both will make your tomorrow beautiful together.

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