A/N: Okidoke. So, I got two reviews, 1 favorite, and 1 alert. That makes me verrrryyyy happy. :p Very, very. Sure, it's not a lot, but it's a great feeling to know people are reading what you write and liking it. Anyway, here's chapter 2. There's more Felix & Gianna in this one. Oh, and in case if anyone's wondering why I would think these two go together, in New Moon, Felix gives Gianna a special look or something. I don't have my copy with me, but there is something extra that Felix has with Gianna, even if it is only curiosity.

DISCLAIMER: nope, don't own these characters -- stephenie meyer does. also, sorry for forgetting it last chapter.

Mmk, here's the story.

I was sitting on my lush bed, staring at the stone wall and green draperies in silence. I was focusing on steadying my breathing, which would hopefully settle my speeding heart down. It was overwhelming to get one's only desire at long last. I was twenty-one, the perfect age. I had no family, the perfect situation. I had my suspicions I could have a romance with another vampire, the perfect romance. It was all perfect: just perfect.

Silently, I had been readying myself. I knew the change would take three days of inexplicable, burning pain, but the human to end result would be beautiful in every way. I had heard someone experiencing the change from lowly human to a magnificent vampire before; their screams, their moans, and then silence. Silence only occurred at the very end of the change, when one could focus on quieting themselves through the pangs of utter agony.

I was not scared of the terror I would face. No, I would take that as it came: I was not a stranger to pain, after all. The scar that ran from my shoulder blade to the small of my back was a voucher for that sentiment, acquired in the car crash I had been in four years ago. It was a nasty reminder of agony, one I had to live with everyday – until the change. It would be gone. All my horrid imperfections would be gone. I would be pale, perfect, just like the Volturi and every other lovely vampire. That send thrills to my heart and shivers up my spine. I took a deep breath in order to once again steady myself.

I was scared of the what if that had been bothering me in the back of my mind: would I be as beautiful? Or would I be 'just okay'?

It was a purely superficial worry. I was not ugly: I could be called beautiful, even, as I had before. Smooth olive skin, acute, catlike green eyes, dark mocha hair. I was tall and slender, but still curvy. I had a straight nose and decent lips that were a naturally pink-cinnamon color. My only obvious flaw was my scar, as well as the other smaller ones patterning my upper arm. Those would be gone, though, soon enough.

I was brought back to my green-themed chamber by a heavy knock on my wooden door. I rose, slowly, wondering who it could be; hopefully, it wouldn't be Jane, the devilish little girl. I opened the door, the suggestions of a warm smile on my face, not knowing who to expect.

It was Felix.

"Hello, Gianna. May I come in?" he asked politely. He smelled phenomenal; a cold, crisp scent, with the slightest impressions of something like salt water to it. It had become my favorite smell many months ago.

"Of course, Felix. Make yourself at home. May I ask what it is you would like to talk about?" It was a stupid question and I mentally kicked myself for being idiotic. I shook my head a bit to clear it.

He sat slowly for him on my green quilted bed, looking at me with a curious intensity. "Thank you. I was wondering: what did Aro, Marcus, and Caius decide for you?" His eyebrows puckered slightly, like he was truly interested and anxious. That made me feel even better.

"They have decided to keep me; they think I may have a useful power after the change, something about adaptation. I am to be changed at dusk today."

I watched his face carefully, searching for even the slightest change of expression. Something flashed over his face so quickly I didn't have time to identify it – relief?

"That is nice; your presence is surely a valued one to the Volturi."

"Thank you. I am very glad they decided to use me for something other than sustaining."

Yes, that was not a very subtle statement, Gianna. Good job.

Silence followed, slightly uncomfortable. Felix was staring at me, his ruby eyes piercing and intimidating. I was staring at him, too: he was not releasing me from his gaze.

Suddenly, he rose, and in one stride was less than a foot away from me. His pale hand came to my face, and light as a feather, his fingertips brushed my cheek. I was considered tall for a woman, standing at about five feet ten inches. He towered over me. This gentle gesture seemed totally out of place coming from Felix, who was often in charge of taking care of the a-wall vampires of the world. It sent my heartbeat into limbo, thudding loudly in my chest. This cold touch was the first we had shared; it sent chills, giving me goose bumps.

"Yes, I am too." I'm not one for blushing. I never blush, but there I was, heat rising to my cheeks, pinking the olive skin.

"I should be going. I will see you after the change. Goodbye for now, Gianna."

And with that, he swiftly left, closing my door behind him. I exhaled a gust of breath, like I had been holding it. I collapsed atop my twin bed, closing my eyes. I simply lied there, reveling in his touch.

The sun was setting and a purple cast occupied the sky when Aro, Marcus, and Caius knocked and then entered my room, Aro wearing a fatherly smile and the others expressionless. The change would be taking place in my room; I had meticulously tidied it up, fluffed the pillows, and changed into my only pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt.

"Dearest Gianna! It is time! I shall be the one to change you. Quite an honor, don't you think?" He didn't wait for a reply, and I could only squeeze in a nod. "Ready yourself, lovely. For now is the time. It has finally arrived!" He floated toward me, a smile still on his face. Caius had the hints of a grimace on his face, probably annoyed at his brother's exuberance.

"I am ready, Aro, Marcus, Caius," I said, just as Aro loomed over me.

I was all nerves; my heart was beating erratically, my hands sweaty. I rubbed them on my sweats and tried to slow my breathing.

Not one of the three of them said anything as Aro leaned toward me. I was laying on my bed, my head on my most comfortable pillow. My head was tilted to the side; I knew my neck was one of the prime places to place a bite.

That smile never left Aro's face.

He was an inch away and I could feel his icy breath. It was almost like he was going to kiss me. I felt his lips press softly to my pulsing throat. And then, there was a shock of pain. He had bitten me. There was no turning back now, not that there was at all since I had met the Volturi.

It took a moment for the fire to ignite, but once it did, there was only agony. I was vaguely aware of a horrid scream echoing throughout the domain, screeching and flawed with a cry. It belonged to me.

"Shh, shh."

My eyes were closed so I did not see him bite both ankles and wrists, though I certainly felt it.

And then there was all-engulfing fire, coursing through my whole being.

They did not stay with me, only coming back toward the end of the third day when I was almost quiet, save for agonized whimpers and urgent breaths. My change was almost over; I didn't feel my heartbeat.

However, my eyes were wide and open. I saw them enter, their black robes sweeping silently against the stone floor as they floated in. Aro was full out grinning and Caius had a reserved smirk on his face, but, as usual, Marcus was staring off into space.

"You're almost done, dearest Gianna. We came in to check on you. We will be back soon, and you will be finished."

That was all they said, and then they were gone again.

I believe it was several hours later when I was silent. Completely silent – I don't think I was breathing, but I wasn't dying. It was then that they came back for the last time. I could hear them now; they were no longer completely silent. My senses were all improved, I could already tell. I saw more; tiny details like the minuscule pebbles on the floor, more colors. I could also feel an intense, raw burning in my throat..

"Ah, so you are finished! How lovely!" It was those two words that uplifted me. How lovely!

I didn't reply. I just stared at them. Apparently, this was the usual after the change.

Aro was beaming, but Caius was back to his regular cold self. I had my suspicions that he had been smirking about my suffering.

I finally breathed, inhaling heavily. There were so many new smells; the vampires in the room were especially prevalent, chilled and very, very sweet. I blinked profusely, my only movement besides the rise and fall of my chest. I had no heartbeat.

"I'm through?" I asked. I gasped involuntarily. My voice had changed; it was smoother, sweet, feminine. Very hypnotic, I could gather from my own observations.

"Yes, dearest Gianna! Now you are truly apart of the Volturi. Please get up. Would you like a mirror?" Aro questioned considerately. I gave him an eager nod. I was nervous about seeing myself; what if I wasn't as beautiful as I had hoped?

From atop my wardrobe he grasped a silver hand-mirror that looked both heavy and expensive. I hesitated before I rose, swifter than I intended. It seemed impossible that I was already standing and reaching for the mirror. I hesitantly took it from Aro, pausing before holding it to my face and gazing at it.

I gasped.

I could not believe what I saw.

A/N: That was a lot of fun to write. I was inspired for some reason, lol. Bit of a cliffhanger. So, three reviews, maybe? That would make my day. Also, I'm aware I might've posted it a bit early, but I just felt like putting it up. I hope you enjoyed it. There was a little bit of Felix/Gianna action. Also, I'm aware that Felix is not acting like he did in Eclipse and New Moon. That's because he's not with the people he hates in 'I'mma-kill-you' mode. He's going to be 'softer' in the presence of the people like Gianna. Also, sorry for any typos/grammar mistakes.

Love to anyone who read this!