I do not own Twilight and I never shall.

I was shoved into a large circular room. I was still in the outfit that I was wearing when they kidnapped me; a D.A.R.E T-shirt and dark blue jeans. In front of me were four people. One had long white hair and a scowl on his face; his arms were crossed and looked very non-inviting. The one to his right had long flowing black hair; his entire form seemed to be consumed by darkness, what with that hair and his black robe. In fact the only thing that really stood out was his filmy red eyes against that pale, pale skin. Next to him was a boy, he looked around my age, but I couldn't be sure. He also had bright red eyes and pale skin, the rest was rather non- descript. An inch taller than me with a mop of dark hair on his head, I couldn't tell if it was a dark brown or black, the lights were too low. He was staring at me appraisingly; like I was a piece of jewelry he was considering buying.

The other one was way far off to the boy's left. He was sitting in a chair and looked utterly bored. He looked more like the other man with the black hair, except there was a coldness about him… no not quite a coldness but a distance.

"What is your name, child?" the one with black hair sang.

I snapped my attention back to him, "What's yours?"

He frowned slightly but that was soon replace with a smile, "Oh yes we did forget to introduce ourselves didn't we?" he gestured to the white haired one, "This is Caius," he pointed to the bored one, "And Marcus, please excuse his less than enthusiastic hello, he like that to everyone, I am Aro. We will be your Lord and Masters while you stay here."

"What about him?" I nodded my head in the boy's direction.

"Alec," he answered me then turned to our 'Lord and Master', "I'll take her."

"Excellent," Aro clapped his hands together, "I knew she would be a perfect match for you."

They must have felt the frustration that seemed to be emitting off of me. Aro raised an eyebrow, Caius looked pissed at the nerve that I had to be confused and Alec looked, well I had no idea how he felt was completely indifferent. Marcus looked bored.

"You are being used-," Aro began.

"No shit," I mumbled under my breath.

"- for a little experiment. You see a couple years back a coven managed to birth a hybrid vampire and I would like to experiment with my most talent guard members and see if we can…ah… duplicate the powers that they posses. Alec and two other graciously agreed. You will be his… what is the word I'm looking for?"

"Sex slave?" I offered.

Aro's brows knitted together, "I was think more along the lines of 'partner'. Do you understand?"

"Yes," my hands were balled into fists and I bit my lower lip to hold in the scream that I so desperately wanted to let out.

"Good, Alec she's all yours," Aro swept grandly away, Caius followed him out and Marcus was the last to leave.

I was left alone in a rather dark room with a man who wanted me to carry his babies. Not at all awkward.

"You know I never did get your name," Alec informed me as he walked around a chair and held the door open for me.

"Amie"

"Nice too meet you," he shook my hand and led me down the hall to another door.

Vaguely I wondered how big this place was. So far I have been lead down at least ten long hallways that seem to hold only about three or four doors. He stopped in front of an oak door and turned its golden knob.

"This will be your room; I'll come every so often to check in on you,"

I snorted at his formality. Check in on me? Very subtle. He swept into the room, his hands clasped behind his back.

I took a moment to appraise my new cell, err, room .The thing was made of a smooth grey stone, and a bookcase lined one wall, which will be great because I have a feeling that when were not um…. doing IT I'm going to be bored. On the far side of the room was a huge canopy bed. The columns that held the wooden frame above it were carved in a spiral manner. It had a beige comforter with tan and white pillows. I slowly walked over to it and ran a hand lightly over the material. It was possibly the softest thing I had ever felt in my life. I took one of the pillows and held it up to my face. It smelled something like a combination of sage and lavender. I heard someone clear their throat from behind me. That's when the reality of this situation kicked in. I was in a room, alone with a vampire, with a nice comfy bed just beckoning for us to come lay in it. I dropped the pillow like it was on fire and whipped around to face him. He had an odd smile on his face and his head was tilted to one side.

"I gather that you like it?"

"It will do," I answered him, I had to congratulate myself, sure I sounded like I was being strangled but at least my voice didn't break.

"The bathroom's through there," I could see a see a bowl sink and a dark platform holding it up from where I stood, but not much else. I have to say though, Vamps got nice style.

"I'll send someone in the morning to fetch you for breakfast. You are not to leave this room unless you have an escort." he turned his back to me and started to walk towards the door, "I'll be back tomorrow, so I suggest you be ready. Good night," he bowed to me and closed the door.

I could hear his footsteps in the hallway so I waited three minutes before walking cautiously up to the door. I turned the knob and tried to push the door open but it was locked.

"Damnit," I growled and kicked it, as if that would solve all my problems.

Pain shot up from my big toe and I hoped around like an idiot, which only added more fuel to the fire that was now raging inside of me. Damn vampires kidnap me right out of my room and throw me into this upside down world. No they could just leave me in blissful ignorance, they had to come barging into my home and fucking rip me out of my bed. Throw me over their shoulder and drag my ass, literally, to Italy. I kid you not. They had to bound and gag me, I fought so much. I've got the bruises to prove it. I prowled around the room like a caged animal, my angry slowly seeping into sadness, which slowly seeped into hysterics.

Okay maybe the process wasn't that slow. So I had my head between my legs, my breath coming out in short bursts, tears streaming down my face.

Bet he wouldn't want me so much after he sees me now. That thought makes me laugh. It really is amazing how I keep my sense of humor no matter what. I believe my English teacher described it as a defense mechanism. Psh yeah right, can't I just enjoy of laugh in times of trouble? I fell back onto the bed and stared up at the canopy, I hadn't gotten that much sleep in the last few days and now I was paying for it. I sighed to myself and wiped the remaining tears from my face. I somehow managed to get up and find some bed clothes. I found one long white nightgown and slipped it on over my head. I stood for a moment, debating on whether I should bother with brushing my teeth or just do it in the morning. In the end my good hygiene won out and I brushed and washed my face. I stumbled towards my bed and yanked the sheets down and closed my eyes.

A/N: Before I get a thousand flames proclaiming a sick twisted individual I am let me just say something. In my mind Alec is a teenager, around 15 so please don't give me crap about him being a child. Is he young? Yes? But so are over half of the kids out there having sex. Now Aro using Alec and Amie is wrong, I will agree, but then again so is murdering people and he doesn't seem to mind that. Remember people the Volturi think of humans as things, lowly and …err expendable for whatever their uses might be. So review if you find anything else a problem, I will answer you in the next chapter's A/N. I'm sorry if it isn't very exciting and a little tedious but I find that first chapters usually are that way.