HELLO AGAIN, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. I TOLD YOU I HAD ANOTHER STORY UP MY SLEEVE, AND HERE IT IS. OR RATHER HERE HE IS.
ORIGINS: THIS STORY WAS BORN OF PURE CHANCE. I WAS WATCHING THE VIDEO FOR MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE'S SONG 'HELENA' AND I NOTICED HOW GERARD WAY LOOKED IN THE BEGINNNING. I THOUGHT HE LOOKED LIKE A VAMPIRE "HMMMM, WHAT WOULD HIS NAME BE?" I THOUGHT. BAM! ANDREW RAVENWOOD WAS BORN. I ALWAYS MAKE UP CHARACTERS FOR ALREADY EXISTING STORIES, BUT I'VE NEVER COME UP WITH A MALE CHARACTER. I BEGAN THINKING OF A BACK STORY FOR MY ANDREW, AND THEN EDWARD DECIDED TO JOIN THE PARTY IN THE PAST. (THIS WILL BE DESCRIBED IN GREAT DETAIL LATER) ANDY WOULDN'T SHUT UP, AND DEMANDED THAT HIS STORY BE TOLD. HERE IT IS.
DISCLAIMER; I OWN NOTHING TO DO WITH TWILIGHT INCLUDING : EDWARD -TEAR-, THE VOLTORI, TEA PARTIES, GIANNA, OR CARLISLE. BUT KEEP YOUR FILTHY PAWS OFF ANDY, HE IS MINE!
You idiot, my subconscious screamed at me. You just had to do it didn't you! You just had to tick off the Vultori, and get thrown down here! Oh, shut up, I answered. All things considered, this was not my fault. I had assumed that they would just kill me and get it over with, but no, Aro had to go and step in. Stupid old vampire. He never destroyed anything that could be used for his own devices. The words that he had said to me still danced around my head, replaying over and over again.
"Ah, young Edward, this is a surprise. Is Carlisle with you? I do miss him."
"All due respect, but cut the sympathy my lord Aro. We caught him trying to feed in the city, and we brought him here so you could pass judgment, no invite him to a tea party." Felix, that lummox, had been the one to turn him in to Marcus, Caius, and Aro. Aro's face had fallen slightly at his words.
"Well, that does change the circumstances, doesn't it Edward? But, why on earth would you do such a thing? You know that the punishment for feeding in our city is death. Are you so eager for it that you would try to force our hand?" Aro's eyebrows had knitted together in concentration, trying to decipher my motivations. He gave up quickly and motioned for Felix to release one of my hands. I had not struggled, much to Felix's disappointment. I didn't care if Aro knew. He wouldn't understand anyway. Aro skin felt like worn paper next to my own. His eyes widened, like a child's would if he had entered the world's largest candy store. Then, suddenly, his eyes softened, and I could tell what he was seeing: her, my Bella. The hole in my chest threatened to engulf me again as I thought of her. My dear, sweet angel, lost from me forever. I had killed her as surely as if I had put a gun to her head and pulled the trigger myself.
'My, my, you have been busy since Carlisle and I have talked. Tell me, how do you do it?"
"I beg your pardon?" I spat.
"That girl, Isabella, I believe? Forgive me, but she smells simply luscious! How can you deny yourself that?"
"Perhaps she means more to me than just a snack. But then again, you wouldn't know anything about that, now would you Aro?"
"But, she's so ORDINARY!" Aro said, not meaning to be offensive. He was a simple minded old man. The confusion that was plastered over his face disappeared, however, and gave way to calm. "But, yes, you are right. I don't know much about that subject at all." He sighed softly, but then his face lit up for a reason that I couldn't fathom. He was quick to announce the reason for his glee. "Well, well, well, that's quite a talent you have there, Edward. To see people's minds at will! That's a skill most people would kill for!" He turned to the other heads of Volterra. They nodded in agreement to Aro unspoken question. He then looked at me like a jockey would at a prize-winning horse. I was merely an object; a shiny bauble that Aro wanted to add to his extensive collection.
"Not a chance."
"But, Edward, think of all the good you can do here! Here where people would appreciate you, would love you." My eyes flickered to Aro's and he must have seen the anger that was present, because he let out a sigh soon after.
"Oh, well. Felix, throw him in 256 until he's more willing to negotiate." My mouth fell open in horror. This wasn't right; I wasn't supposed to get a room in this place, or a spot on the guard. They were supposed to have ripped me to shreds by now! WHERE WAS THE JUSTICE IN THIS WORLD!
A quite laugh sounded in the darkness, snapping me out of my memories.
"Tell me about it, man." the low voice whispered. I must have said my last thought out loud. Either that or I wasn't the only mind reader around here.
"Who are you?" I demanded of the darkness, feeling very foolish indeed.
"All in good time, my friend. Before I answer that question, I must know: why are you here, in my room?"
"Your…?" I was astonished. They had sent me to an occupied cell, probably to be tortured, or worse.
"Ah, you must be the boy they caught in the city. Gianna told me this afternoon that they were thinking of sending you down here to keep me company." The voice chuckled at this last sentiment. "Oh, and don't bother trying to read my thoughts, I inhibit powers. That's why Aro keeps me down here; that man never threw away anything that he could use. I expect that's why you are still breathing in and out."
"Yes," I stammered, still feeling foolish. I could smell my companion now. He smelled like a vampire, and yet there was a distinct trace of human there, as if he couldn't make up his mind. "But, you still haven't answered my question. Who are you? Don't you want to know who I am?" the voice paused, and then laughed.
"You already know who I am, as I know who you are; though we have not, formerly, met."
"Beg pardon?" I asked, thoroughly confused. I had never heard this man who spoke to me, yet he seemed so familiar with me.
"Well then, I believe introductions are in order," he made a show of clearing his throat. "Hello Edward Mason, my name is Andrew Ravenwood."
DUM DUM DUM!! HOW DOES ANDREW KNOW EDWARD? WHY DOES HE USE THE NAME MASON INSTEAD OF CULLEN?? WHO THE HELL IS THIS GUY?? DON'T WORRY MY DEAR READERS, EVERYTHING WILL BE EXPLAINED IN DUE TIME. UNTIL THEN R&R LIKE CRAZY! THIS STORY CAN NOT LIVE WITHOUT YOUR SUPPORT! I'LL TRY TO POST A PIC OF ANDY THIS WEEK. I THINK HE'S DELICIOUS!