Visitors

Grayson found me.

I'd set up camp for the night in a secluded clearing in a forest, I don't know where. I'd stolen a tent and camping materials a few weeks ago, and had some food left over from the previous day's foraging. I was in the tent in my sleeping bag when I heard the distant sounds of an approach. At first I ignored it, thinking it was just an animal, but it soon became clear that it wasn't.


I clambered out of the tent, into the half-light and found myself face to chest with Grayson. I staggered back, looking around the clearing. He wasn't alone. There were others.

Compared to Grayson, they looked tiny and harmless, a small blond girl and a dark haired boy. Then they stepped forward were I could see them clearly. I saw their vivid red eyes, the bloodless pale skin, and the crests they both wore around their neck. They were Volturi.

"Hello, sister."

Grayson smiled down at me. It sent shivers down my spine. I was in trouble here.

I looked him in the eyes, determined not to show him how much I feared him.

"Grayson." I said coolly. "What are you doing here? With your... friends."

At that the girl laughed slightly under her breath. She stepped towards me, smiling a sinister smile that didn't reach her eyes. Grayson's gaze was fixed on her, watching her every move, and I realized that she was the one in charge here.

"We have been sent to collect you."

Her voice was the voice of an angel, sweet and childlike. I didn't trust it one bit.

"No." I looked her straight in eyes, "I'm not going with you."

I began to turn back to my tent, but then suddenly, my entire body was filled with the most excruciating pain. My knees buckled beneath me and I fell to the floor. It felt like every part of me was burning, my body spasmed out of control as I lay on the floor helpless.

And then it was gone. I opened my eyes to see the girl standing over me, a smirk on her face.

"Coming?" she asked.