What just happened!? I posted after nearly a year! Sorry everyone! Some of you know already, but I've been in and out of the hospital for the past, almost eight months now. It feels amazing to be writing again, and to be updating this story! I've missed Calli and Demetri so much. I do hope you enjoy it.

Welcome to Part 2 of All of You!

As I lied there on the bed, I heard someone screaming. Was I the only one who could hear her? Why was no one helping her? Could they not understand that something was wrong? I tried to speak, to tell anyone to go to her, but my words had no use. Was I the only one who felt the heat rising and rising to the point that my skin was on fire. Was the building ablaze? We were trapped inside, and I was melting from the flames. So where was the smoke? The air was too clear. Was this what death felt like?

My mind was shattered from the pain that would not go away. What was happening? Nothing made sense except one passing thought. That's right. Demetri bit me. I was changing into one of them, a vampire. How much longer would I writhe in agony? It kept building and building, spreading out like a wildfire that consumed everyone and everything in its path. Then I realized, the screaming I heard was coming from me.

I wanted to die, but the words never once had a chance to escape my lips. Would it ever end?

At times, I heard someone talking, but I could not make out the voice. Is it Demetri? Could it be Aro? Perhaps Caius who would find entertainment as he once said when the time came. How many days had it been, and it felt like days, maybe even weeks since time had little to no meaning to me now. All that did was my body and wondering if Heaven had condemned me to Hell, then wondering, trying to remember, if I ever believed in such a thing. I did now.

"How much longer?" That was most certainly Demetri.

"It takes around three days. Be patient, my friend." Aro. "She will wake soon. I, myself, am curious to know how the change will affect her gift."

I heard a door closing over my labored breathing, my body as tense as it could get, then Demetri's hand combed my hair. "It will be over soon. I promise. I truly am sorry. It was selfish, but I could not live without you."

My eyes remained shut, even when the heat began to cool and the tension my body held shivered in its place. My breathing slowed remarkedly and was now deep, calming breaths of relief. My body again felt more in my control, the charring of my bones more manageable, the acidic venom twisting through my veins a mere shadow of what it once was.

His hand touched mine, and in that moment, the room went silent.

I felt it. A sharp, staggering pain of ice that once again burned so bright that I had no ability to move, to scream, to even take a breath. My heart sped to an unimaginable pace, a race only it understood, then suddenly, the beats stopped.

I stayed there in wait. What happens now? Is it over?

I heard him stand and felt his hand, once again upon mine. I felt his breath, so deeply sweet upon my cheek. "Calli, open your eyes."

Demetri's hand squeezed mine, and slowly, I let my eyes open and take in the sight. He was smiling, his appearance, more astounding and pronounced than I had ever seen. I could not take my eyes off of him, but alas, my new vision had other plans in mind as a piece of dust fell between us. I watched it floating in the air above me and reached up to touch it, rubbing it between my fingers like it had been a shard of glass.

"You will get used to that. Your eyesight is much stronger now, so you'll see things differently."

I stopped playing with the piece of dust and took in his face once more. How could I have not noticed previously how much he truly appeared god-like compared to any other male I had met. Before, he was stunning, incredibly handsome, but now... Wait. What was I doing? I did not want this. He tricked me, lied to me.

My anger with him hit a peak and in a split second, so much it even terrified me, I had him pinned against the wall, my hand wrapped around his throat. If he had a pulse, it would certainly be screaming underneath my palm for breath.

I heard him make a pained sound as he slammed against the wall before saying in a choked voice, "Calli, you're a lot stronger than me right now."

Fear took over the anger, and I immediately released him and stepped back. What did I just do? I attacked him. Why would I...? How could I...? Then the fear was replaced by shock as I felt myself being spun and pinned to the wall, only his body having the leverage over mine.

"You... are incredible." Then our lips touched as he leaned in and crushed his on to my own in a feverish and passionate kiss that I did not want to escape. His hands went to my arms as mine went to his shirt to pull him closer to me and explore. His body was no longer like solid rock but soft to my touch and warm, so absolutely warm.

As he explored down to my hips, I took the chance to run my fingers through his hair of silk, and I wanted him. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted him before. His kiss deepened, and I allowed his tongue to taste mine as our bodies grew feverish in each others' arms, a frenzy of need and lust and fervor and utter devotion.

With difficulty, I pulled back. Seeing the expression on his face, I whispered, "Believe me, I want to, but my throat is so dry it hurts." As I spoke, I felt the sting and shut my eyes.

"You need blood."

Those three words had my eyes open in a flash. "Demetri, I can't. You know I can't."

His eyes held a sadness that I felt. Had my heart still been working, it would have dropped into an invisible black hole hidden in my chest. "We should go. Aro wished to see you when you woke."

I nodded as he stepped away and held out his hand. "I don't have to worry about you slowing me down any longer."

Smirking, I took his hand in mine and ran, Demetri in tune right beside me. We stopped at the elevator, and I could not help but laugh. "I guess you don't."

"One of these days, I'll take you on a real run, the breeze finding its way through your hair, the soft grass under your feet. It's exhilarating."

"I would like that."

We stepped onto the elevator, and he pressed the button that would take us to their 'dining hall.' My anxiety increased, but I said nothing. I knew what my new body needed, but it was a price that I was unwilling to pay. How could I take another human life? They had said it would be easy, simple. The bloodlust would take over, but what about after I had fed and the emotions of guilt hit me like a flood? What then?

I turned to face him. "I haven't forgiven you for what you did."

"I did not expect you to, not so soon," Demetri replied, his eyes downcast.

"What if I never can?"

"You will."

"You can see the future now?" I bit my lip as my eyes stared him down with as much frustration as I could manage.

"No," he said, his eyes meeting mine. "But we do have eternity."

My eyes softened at his, and we stayed there until the doors opened. I glanced out at the ever familiar hall, my thirst only increasing against my will at knowing what took place at the end. Demetri watched me a moment longer before saying, "Shall we?"

We made it to the reception area, and I looked around, my anxiety now at a ten. "Where's Jacqueline?"

"Aro gave her the day off."

"He did?"

"Given the circumstances, I thought that would make you feel relieved."

"Right." Jacqueline was human, and I was a newborn, a very thirsty for blood newborn who had yet to feed or come into contact with blood to do so. My respect for Aro grew a little in that moment, but only a little, for thinking of both of our wellbeings'.

We made it through the secret panel and into the antechamber, where I breathed in quickly, not realizing how much I had actually been holding my breath. Not understanding that I no longer had the need to breathe besides to speak. I did not smell any aroma that was appealing to my thirst, and that in and of itself, made me feel safer walking into the chamber.

Demetri opened the door, and we stepped in. Marcus was in his usual seat, while Aro stood aside talking to Caius. At our entry, Caius turned and sneered in my direction, glad to see nothing had changed there, before quickly sitting down. Aro then immediately appeared in front of me, and I realized, I had not jumped or gasped or stood in shock at his quick appearance. Although I knew he had used the quickened speed of which he was capable, it now only seemed as if he had glided.

"My dear, you make quite the remarkable immortal. It becomes you," Aro smiled truthfully and with great pleasure. "How does it feel?"

"Different. Everything is the same, but it's not. It's clearer, colors are more vibrant, I can hear the quietest of things, and I can smell…" I took another breath knowing exactly what it was without even seeing it. "I can suddenly smell blood."

"I had Heidi prepare for your awakening of course."

"I can't… I won't...And you can't make me."

I felt anger. It was not the physical sensations that anger would bring with it, it was purely mental but at the same time, I felt it. It was impossible to explain, but I had the urge to push Aro away from me. Was Jacqueline apart of this planning? Did he force her to help find whatever human I was expected to kill and feed off of? There had to be another way. How could he expect me to ever be okay with this? I wanted him to get the hell away from me right then in that moment. I did not even want to look at him.

To my surprise, Aro began walking past me toward the door Demetri and I had only just entered. I saw Caius's expression which was now pondering the situation. "Where are you going, Aro?"

It was then that Aro paused, and this time, I could not follow his movement. He grabbed me from behind and held me tight to his body while his right hand grasped on to my left with the tightest grip I could imagine. Although, after what happened with Demetri, I figured I had a chance of breaking free, the way he held me, and the fact I knew he could now hear my thoughts, pushed that idea out of my mind.

Demetri had stiffened next to me, obviously confused by the sudden change, and Caius was now on his feet along with Marcus who had even taken a step forward. I stayed still and very quiet, while Aro took in whatever information he was searching for. The minute he held me felt like hours, but he did finally release me and walk around to where he previously stood.

"Calandra, never use your gift on me again. Do we have an understanding?"

Now I was the one confused. What did he mean, use my gift on him? "I didn't…"

"Get the, and might I remind you about your language, my dear, hell away from me?"

I froze. "It was just a thought," I said quietly.

"It would seem as if Eleazar had been correct in saying that your gift would deal with matters of the mind. That will be very useful."

"I don't even know what I did."

"Is that so? My dear, you are using it right now. Have you not noticed the aroma coming closer and closer to this room? Heidi is only right outside the door with a human picked specially for you." He turned to Caius and Marcus, both who had returned to their seats noting the intensity of the earlier engagement having dissipated. "Incredible, is it not? She is controlling her own thirst."

Could that truly be the case? I did not want to kill anyone. I did not want their blood. How could I ever hurt anyone again? No, I was strong. I could go without it. I could wait. There had to be another way that they were not telling me. Eleazar was different. Demetri had said his diet differed, but he never said what it was. This was nothing. But my throat burned. It was agonizing. I could make it stop. Pretend nothing was wrong. And it had gone away. The sensation had left me so much earlier, I forgot all about it until now.

"Heidi, please do come in."

The door opened behind Demetri and me, and Heidi came in with a young woman, perhaps barely older than myself. She followed her blindly as if in a trance, and I swallowed, a tingling returning to the back of my throat as the smell hit my nostrils. I did not breathe.

"Calli, you must drink. This woman will not be missed. I believe we have discussed before how Heidi works."

"I'm fine."

"Perhaps for now, but when you have not fed, the bloodlust will take over and your mind will not function appropriately. You may be able to tell yourself now that you do not need it and that will keep you complacent for a time, but eventually, even your gift will become less and less sustaining. You will lose control, and unfortunately, that is not something I can allow."

"How do you know she won't be missed," I asked, my frustration loud and clear. The woman turned her face towards me, her eyes wide as if down deep, she knew she should be terrified, she understood the danger her life was currently in. "Have you talked to her? Do you really know anything about her? What's her name? Where is she from? Can you tell me that there is not one person who will wonder where she went?"

"Why would I ask such questions on the life I wish to take in order to sustain me? It is a matter of survival. We must drink blood to sustain ourselves and not desiccate. It keeps us strong. As a human, you needed food to survive, to maintain your strength and health. Tell me, what is the difference? We only happen to be higher on the food chain. That is the way it is."

"It is different. This is taking a life."

"And humans take the lives of animals to feed on their flesh."

"I didn't."

"Even plants are living things. In order to live, one must take life."

I shook my head. "But vampires break the cycle. Humans are buried when they die and their flesh is fed on by insects. Our remains," I caught myself and sighed, "Their remains become nourishment for the ground in which they are buried. And from that the circle continues. But vampires, how do they fit into the circle? They don't. They're an anomaly."

Aro stepped closer to me then, and our eyes met, his dangerously on mine. "Do not forget you are one of us now. Perhaps you should beg the question, how vampires came to exist. When you can answer that, you may do what you wish, but until then, you live under my rule, and you will obey it."

He turned to Heidi and nodded at her, requesting her leave. As she turned, I saw the smirk on her face, something proud, and I wanted to reach for her throat.

What was with me? Ever since I opened my eyes, everything I felt was magnified a million times. I barely fought the urge to do anything I wanted. The only thing keeping me from it was fear of Aro's wrath which was also magnified and hurting Demetri. And that was full of ambivalence.

I wanted to kill him for doing this to me, but I loved him. I loved him so deeply that the very thought of something happening to him threatened to rip me apart. I was on an emotional overload, and it felt intoxicating.

"Calandra." I calmed myself quickly noticing Demetri's concern as Aro lifted my chin. "You will drink this woman's blood. That is not a request."

I needed to cry, but there were no tears. It was impossible for me to ever shed them again. "I can't."

Aro released me. "Demetri," he said as he faced him directly, his voice almost tired as he spoke, "She needs to feed." At that, he returned to his usual seat between Caius and Marcus as Demetri and I stood in the center of the room with the woman who appeared glued to where she stood.

I could her heart beating quickly, pounding louder and louder and Demetri drew closer and closer. "What are you doing?"

He continued to face the woman, but his words were directed to me. "He is right. We can't chance an accident if you don't get blood in you soon."

"Demetri…"

"It'll be easier this way." I watched as he took the woman's face in his hands and held her head still. "This won't hurt." With that, the snap was too loud and audible, my eyes widening at watching him commit such a horrendous act. I had no words.

Aro spoke casually from where he sat in address to Demetri's actions. "Calandra, will you let the woman die for nothing? If you care for human life so greatly, surely you would not want her death to be a waste."

Demetri held out his hand to me, and with very slow, deliberate and careful steps, I stood beside him. I stared at her. "It's easy," he said softly. He took his finger and pointed to her throat. "You just bite. This is usually the better spot to do so. Your instinct will take over from there."

I was fighting with myself. Aro was right. Could I let this innocent life go to waste? I just bite? What should have seemed foreign almost felt natural. I knew what to do, and that terrified me more than anything I had seen thus far.

"I would not wait too long. It tastes better when it is still fresh and warm." I recognized the voice of Caius, and worked hard to not make a retort.

"Here." I watched Demetri casually lift the woman's body up as he slowly, and consciously bent down and sunk his teeth into her neck. Without even waiting for what could have been one drop to enter his mouth, he pulled back, his eyes black, as he took his finger and wiped up some of the blood and placed it on my lips.

My tongue, without thought, licked it off, and I could almost feel my eyes darken more than what I knew they had to be. This was what they meant by the rush I would feel upon tasting blood. That one drop was heaven.

Before I knew what was happening, my teeth had latched onto her neck where Demetri's had previously been, and I drank until there was no more. It was not until Demetri placed her body on the ground that my senses returned, and I fearfully stepped back from the lifeless form.

"Amazing, isn't she?" Aro stood once more, his hands together and a wide grin on his face. "Not even a drop amiss. You were meant for this life, Calli."

My eyes still on the woman I had drained, I replied, "Except for the fact that I'm not alive. None of us are." I turned and ran from the room before anyone could say anything else.

I was near the elevator when I heard him. "Calli!" Demetri stopped behind me. "Where are you going?"

"I need to think."

"If you were anyone else, what you did would not give you any leniency. Thankfully, Aro let it slide this once. He won't do that again."

"Fine."

His hand roughly turned me around, and his dark eyes bore into mine. "Are you even listening? You're one of us now."

"No, you changed me. I'm a vampire, but no one inducted me into your coven. I never agreed to join the Volturi. That's you. But I'm here, okay? I'm not leaving. But I'm also not one of his puppets that he can just play on a string. He thinks he can control me? Tell him to think again. And if that makes him nervous that I'll use my gift against him, then you can let him know that's not the case. I have no desire to disrupt whatever it is he has going here."

I took my hand and placed it over Demetri's which was still on my arm. " And I would never hurt you like that. But I also didn't ask for this." I removed his hand before continuing. "He was never going to let me say no, and you knew that. You played me right into his hands, and that, that I'm not okay with."

"I wanted to tell you."

"Yeah," I said disbelieving. "I'm sure you did."

"I wanted to. I thought about how to do it the entire time I was driving to pick you up, but when you weren't there, things changed. How was I supposed to tell you everything after what you had learned about your parents? I struggled with what to do, but Aro didn't give me a chance. It wasn't only you he was playing. He was also testing me."

"Yet you're still loyal to him?"

"I have a life here, and you could as well if you only-"

"I'm not living, Demetri! What sort of life is this?"

"You told me before that you would go through the change if it was the only way you could be with me. You're telling me that those were only nice words?"

I remembered in the bedroom that day, the day before my world crashed down, his arms pinning me to the bed, his lips upon mine, gasping for air but never wanting to pull away, the tingling sensation that spread over my skin as his icy breath took in my scent along my throat and collarbone, the way his hands played with my dress and my eagerness for them to travel higher to the most intimate parts of my body. They were not only nice words then. I had meant them once, and I longed to have them be true again.

"The situation changed," I answered, shaking my head slowly before pausing. "I love you. That hurts. It hurts a lot, and I don't know what to do with it. I've never felt more strongly, and it's terrifying. I know it has something to do with being this, but I'm feeling too much right now. I want to scream. I want to run. I want to rip someone's throat out. But more than anything, right now, I just want someone to hold me and tell me that it's going to be okay, and I really want that someone to be you. But he..." I emphasized what I was about to say, "he keeps getting in the way.

"Demetri, I would never ask you to leave. This is your home. But never force me to do something that I'm not ready for again."

"Calli-"

"I understand the dangers, I do, and if you love me, if you really truly love me, you'll give me time to adjust. Because if I don't have free will, then what do I have? I can make people do things. I can take that away from them." I understood completely. "That's what Aro wants isn't it? It's not only convenient for what happens here in Volterra, he wants absolute dominance, no one to question his authority. And the one person he found who can make that happen, is also the one person he can't control. That scares him, doesn't it?"

Demetri narrowed his eyes. "That's a strong accusation to make."

"Maybe, but it's true." I bit my lip, inadvertently remembering the taste of the blood that had been there mere minutes ago. I closed my eyes, fighting down the burn that wanted to creep once more into place. "I'm not his enemy." I opened my eyes again to look into Demetri's. "I don't want to put your world at risk."

"Our world."

I swallowed. "Our world. I want to trust him because you do. Is that not enough?"

"For me."

"But not for him?"

"Some gifts are very dangerous. It's you he doesn't trust."

"So I do scare him?"

"You're a newborn. You scare all of us." Demetri's face lit up with a grin before he reached out and pulled me toward him and held me in his arms. "Even me. What am I going to do with you?"

I laughed, the tension of the environment gone, and the laugh was musical. I had to stop. "What was that?"

"A beautiful sound. You know, Calandra is Greek from kalos andros which means lovely one, but it also means lark. I think it is fitting." He leaned down then whispered into my ear, "I want to show you something."

Demetri pushed a button on the elevator, and when the doors open, he pulled me in with him. He pressed the button for the third floor, and we began travelling.

"We're going to my room?"

"No, somewhere better."

When we arrived at the third floor, he led me down the long corridors and past the room to the library. We walked to one of the walls where he removed a book from the shelf and pushed a sort of lever in the wall. I stood there amazed, once again, at all the passages this building contained. Behind it was a set of stairs.

"Where do they lead?"

"You'll see."

I followed him slowly up the staircase which wound up along the wall. When we reached the top, I saw another wooden door at the landing. I looked at Demetri and then at the door. He placed his hand on the handle and opened it slowly, and I immediately recognized it to be the bell tower viewable from the square.

"We like to come up here every now and then. It's hard to tell from the street, but the stained glass was added later on for privacy and protection."

I entered the tower with him, and we stood in the center as I took in the paintings on the glass around me. They were beautiful. "Were they commissioned?"

"No. Aro painted these himself."

"You're kidding?"

"Not at all. He dabbles, is that the right word, in a variety of mediums."

I smiled. "Dabbles is appropriate."

One window depicted a woman in front of a table full of food, fruits and vegetables and a bottle of wine. A tapestry stood in the background of a tall mountain in the midst of rolling hills. Another showed a tree with autumn colored leaves of orange and red while another still held leaves of green. They sat on either side of a creek that flowed from a flooded plain. One depicted the sun setting behind a mountain that at its summit held a lake surrounded by vibrant earthy colors. In a way, they blended together perfectly, the color schemes, the story I saw as I looked at each one individually and then as a collection.

"He's good, really good," I said sincerely.

"He's had millennia to practice."

"Is this what you wanted to show me? That's he's a talented artist?"

Demetri shook his head, his grin still in place. "No."

"Then what-"

He took my hand and pulled me to the center of the room as the tower began to lighten. "Wait here."

It was then that he stepped away from me, and I noticed the clouds that had been blocking the sun begin to pass. I glanced back at him as the light creeped closer and closer. Although he had told me the sun would not kill a vampire, some part of me still believed in it. After all, no one ever talked to me about it even when I asked. What was the big secret the sun held?

His head nodded in my direction, and I continued to watch as the light hit my shoes, then my pants and eventually touched the tips of my fingers. The first thing I realized was that it did not hurt. The second thing I realized was that I was glad in that moment, I no longer had a beating heart. Had that not been the case, I could only pray Demetri knew how to deal with heart attacks. What I saw was more than beautiful, more than magical. It literally transcended words.

A/N: Thank you all for sticking with this story even though so much time has passed. I've said it before, but I have some of the best readers ever. I appreciate each and every one of you. Don't forget to leave a review to let me know what you think. I could use a smile when I check my email. :)