A/N: Welcome to my new story! Right now, I can't get through to my beta, so I decided to post this story.

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Aro's Point of View

It was one of those rare days that I was allowed to walk the streets of Volterra alone. Or as alone as I was allowed to be. My guard was around, but they stayed well hidden so I could have my privacy. I could feel them following me, watching me as I dissolved into the crowd. Mostly, I tried to ignore them. It was only a temporary illusion that I was peacefully alone. But it was an illusion I welcomed.

The sky was gray and the crowd swallowed me easily, despite my black cloak and my dark eyes. It had been a while since I hunted; the smell of humans close by making it hard to control my blood lust. My walk was aimless, leading me into the crowded market place. It seemed like an ordinary day.

Somewhere, just a few feet away, there was a commotion. Someone had taken something without paying, so I moved forward to watch.

"Hey! You!" A shop owner called. "Come back here! Stop her!"

A young woman ran in my direction, her head covered with a black hood. As she tried to duck past me, I grabbed her covered arm. The hood slipped from her head, revealing thick curls of dark chocolate brown and eyes of layered green. She was the most beautiful young woman I had seen in my centuries of existence. When I touched her, she began to scream in pain. Surprised by her reaction, I broke my grip on her arm and took a step back. I was hardly ever taken by surprise, but this girl was different to anything I had ever seen.

She fell to the ground, tears streaming down her lovely face while her chest raised and fell in broken sobs. The stolen red apples rolled away from her as she pulled her cloak tightly around her vulnerable form.

"I'm so sorry!" A male voice said, rushing to the girl. "She's young and still has much to learn."

The male vampire paid off the shopkeeper and knelt down swiftly beside the girl.

"Persephone?" He asked her, carefully. "Are you okay?"

She sobbed her response and he picked her up gingerly. The vampire male had long blond hair and black eyes; defiantly thirsty. He wore torn jeans and a loose t-shirt. Persephone curled up into his shoulder, hiding her face in his hair.

"Some... thing... new!" She gasped, almost laughing but still sobbing in pain. "Some... thing... different."

The two of them disappeared into the gloom of an alley, leaving her stole goods splayed out like blood on the road.

Even hours after the event, I was thinking about the girl.

I couldn't get the mysterious woman out of my mind, like she had cast a spell on me to force me to stay focused on her. Maybe I had been alone for too long, never having found my soul mate. My brothers, Caius and Marcus, had found their other halves lifetimes before. Athenodora and Didyme were devoted to their husbands, just as their husbands were dedicated to them.

Something clicked in my mind. She looked about eighteen, but some how she seemed older. I could hear the quick beat of her heart, the sharp intake of her breath. I could see the unusual color of her fascinating eyes, the red flush that trained her pale skin. I could smell her, a mix between the sweetest blood I had ever smelt and the finest perfume in the world.

Something seemed strange about the beautiful girl and her pet vampire. This was something I had only ever seen once before. Bella and Edward. Isabella was a beautiful young vampire now, married to her beloved Edward Cullen.

Could this be the same? Was this Persephone in love with a vampire?

As I thought about her, more and more questions were raised, but most I had no answer for.

Persephone's Point of View

I danced around our small apartment, buzzing with the fresh energy of a new gift. Chuckling quietly, I longed to try out my new power. This was one of the strongest powers I had acquired in my travels.

"That's enough, Persephone." Graham said behind me.

I spun delicately to face my blond vampire friend. His black eyes glinted darkly, dangerous.

"You really shouldn't wait so long to feed." I said, putting my hands on my hips. "You know it only makes you grumpy."

He growled. "Do you even know who that was? That man in the market place?"

I rolled my eyes. "Please, Gray."

Graham grabbed my arm and I saw everything that he had ever thought, what he was thinking. The beautiful vampire girl he had once loved; Stacy. The day he found me next to my mother's dead body. Aro Volturi, the most powerful vampire in existence.

"Oh... my... crap!" I said slowly. "That was so amazing."

Graham let me go and began to pace. "Aro is stronger than us. He's stronger than you! Persephone, this time I might not be able to protect you."

I looked at my companion. "You worry too much, Gray. You keep forgetting, I'm not a normal human girl."

He came up to me and put his hands on my cheeks, giving me another glance into his mind.

"I know." He moaned softly. "I've always known."

I smiled at him. "Look, go out of the city for a while. Feed and then come back to me."

He looked at me, longing in his eyes. "Are you sure?"

"Gray, I've been with you for over fifty years now." I chuckled. "I think I can look after myself for a few hours."

Graham smiled. "Stay safe, child."

He hugged me one last time before he left.