Synopsis: Seven years after the Cullen/Volturi confrontation, Aro decides he wants a few hybrids of his own. He sends Felix and Demetri to the Cullens to find suitable humans to mate with. However, as Demetri meets his mate, he begins to question his loyalties. When her life is threatened, he has to make a choice...
A/N: Alright, so the inspiration for this story comes from - quite frankly - Demetri's expression in the Volturi confrontation. He just looked so sad, like he was really disappointed in the situation, and wished that this just wasn't the case. I mean, dude, he's a Lothario, without a mate (to my knowledge) and being so, he just seems the most vulnerable guy to get a mate. But his poor expression, I just wanted to hug him :( So, I wrote this about him instead.
Let me know what you think...
I have to admit, I've never been much of a planner. I've never considered what I want to do with my life. "Why?" one could ask. I suppose it has mostly to do with the fact that I've never really been in charge of what happens to me.
Sure, you could say that I do, to a degree, control what happens to me – I don't allow people to push and pull me around too much, and I often find myself in trouble for it – but I just kinda let life happen around me, and find out where I might fit in. I don't have too many expectations, as I have found that all my expectations are far too idealistic to fit in with what is known as 'reality'; or are just... idiotic. Though I was never really happy with the consequences, so I'll never know. Therefore, I've never really given a thought to my future. Maybe that's where I went wrong?
Perhaps I should have. If I had, then perhaps I wouldn't have found myself in the complicated situations which I have found myself in. Perhaps I should really look at what may lie in store if I do that one thing that I shouldn't? If I dare to 'open Pandora's box'. If I had, then maybe I wouldn't have found myself where I shouldn't have been, knowing things I never should know. Maybe my life would be simpler without all the secrets which I was then forced to know because to tell anyone would wind up losing more and more trust than I already had lost... not to mention putting the ones I loved in danger.
Yes, it probably would have been smarter just to leave the lid of secrets alone.
Alas, despite my I.Q., and straight-A-studentship... I'm not as smart as I look. My curiosity trumps my common sense sometimes.
And what has influenced this soliloquy? A man. What else? Or, could I even call him that? He was a hunter, and I was his prey. "Prey?" you may ask, bewildered at even the thought. Yes, for the most ridiculous reasons I had ever heard – I was nothing more than a scientific experiment. I was the lab rat, my fate mapped out from the moment he first looked into my chocolate eyes with his strangely violet colored ones. The moment he told me what he was, why he chose me. I was determined to be 'The One'... then again... life never lived up to my expectations.
Alright, so that's how it begins... how is it so far?