The Irrevocable

Preface – The proposition
By Prismaa

Jonathan's Pov

This had to be the single most idiotic idea I've ever had, but if it worked, I was going to win the Pulitzer Prize hands down. No one else could ever come close to this scoop. I've got it in the bag.

Walking behind a tall beautiful girl with dark skin I silently wondered why she was here. Of course, she had been manning the reception of this god forsaken place, but I could clearly tell she wasn't one of the monsters. Her eyes were green for goodness sake, not red like theirs.

She led me through a stone hallway towards a huge double door with round metal handles. The path in front of me was dimly lit to accentuate the paintings on the wall which each had a spotlight directed on them but shedding no light anywhere else.

"This way Mr. Johansen, Master Aro is expecting you." The girl whose name I could not remember held one half of the door open for me, nodding her head in the direction she wanted me to move. I glanced her over once more, it's a pity she's here really, she seems like a nice girl, before walking through the door and into the circular room ahead.

I looked around the room; there wasn't much in it except for three large throne like chairs which held three of them, probably the leaders. At their sides stood a few others but I didn't even look at them, only focusing on the man sitting in the middle chair. His hair was pitch black and his milky red eyes set him apart from the others. Was he blind? He waved me forward and held out his hand, I courteously shook it and stepped back down. No, he's definitely not blind, not with the way he's looking at me now.

I realized I was staring at him, get it together Jonathan, do what you came here to do. I moved myself so that I stood in front of the three men, gave each of them a nod and then started my speech.

"I want an interview with whoever is in charge."

The three men stared at me in disbelief, and then they chaired glances among each other before staring back at me.

"And what do you plan on doing with that interview, Jonathan?" the man in the middle asked.

What, why, how did he know my first name? I only gave my last name to that girl in the front desk. I stared at him a few seconds more and slowly noticed his eyes getting darker, probably not a good sign.

"I have footage of you murdering innocent people, and of stuff I really don't know myself what it's trying to portray but I know it's not normal! If you just give me an interview telling me everything I'll publish it but keep your names and identities out of it, of course.

"Of course." The man answered.

"Excuse me, but I didn't catch your name?" He was trying to be slippery, I could tell. I've been in these kinds of situations enough times to see when someone wasn't up for the chat I wanted to have with them. You won't fool me old man.

"Oh, where's my manners. I'm Aro Volturi and these are my brothers Marcus and Caius", he said, pointing to his left and right. His hand was as white as his face, but it seemed as though I could see through it completely.

I felt a shiver running down my spine, I did not want to stay here for longer than necessary so I decided to push on a little harder. I really wanted my story. Well, it is some story…

"So, Aro, why do you keep killing people? Are you some kind of assassin?"

He smiled at me, as if the very thought of him killing someone for money was hilarious.

"Look around you Jonathan, there's more beings in this castle than you can imagine, and everyone needs to eat."

E….Eat? Oh shit, what kind of sick place is this? "O… yeah, sure…"

"Jane here is quite hungry actually; she was out the last time we brought in takeout." He pointed at a young girl with shoulder length dark hair. She could probably look like an angel but not now, her burgundy eyes smoldered with some kind of intense passion I couldn't identify.

Did he just mean what I thought he did? She couldn't eat me, could she? She was just a kid… A kid who looked remarkably like the one I caught on camera a few weeks ago. Shit.

"You can't kill me. I've made sure of that." I moved my eyes back to Aro and tried to look composed, even though my voice gave me away.

"You have, have you?" Aro said in a sarcastic tone.

"Yes, if I'm not back in touch with everyone within two days the videos will be aired all around the world. Every major network has a copy on their desk with clear directions on them." That was theoretically true, the trivial detail that none of the producers had actually agreed to air it was just a minor setback. They hadn't seen the tape yet though, I didn't want them to steal my story before I had this interview.

"I know Jonathan. I also know that they probably won't even give the tape a look over when you don't get back in touch with them. They seemed to think you were a bit of a nuisance, didn't they?"

"Eh… Um.. No?" How the hell did he know that?

"You can stop pretending Jonathan, there's no use. I know everything about your short and miserable life, and now, you'll give it to Jane." He gave the girl a nod and looked back at me smiling, as if to see if I was going to put up a fight.

The little girl skipped over to me and grinned at me before she grabbed my collar and pulled me down to her level.

"You're such a naughty boy Jonathan. Did you really think you could walk in here and live to tell the tale? Especially when you threaten to show the world what we are?" She snickered and leaned my head to the side. Her hands were ice cold and I could feel the strength she possessed even if she undoubtedly only used a fraction of it.

I'd always known my inquisitive side would be the death of me, I'd just hoped it wouldn't be for another fifty years or so.

"What are you?"

My question stopped her lips two inches from my throat as she slowly whispered, "Vampires, silly. What did you think?" I felt her teeth sink into my neck before I could utter another sound.

AN. Well, the rest of the story is going to be in Bella's pov, not sure yet if someone else will get a go at it as well. It's up to you guys I guess.
Yes, the producers of the networks thought Jonathan was being annoying, but do you really think they'll just throw a tape away that someone has handed them while saying something like "if I'm not back in two days, watch and air this because then something's happened to me." ?
Yep, people don't get to those positions without a pinch of curiosity.

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