[align=center]This is a 1x1 RP with Lele. Meaning, noone else can join. Seriously, you should all know this by now. B|

 

The s t o r y: It's 15 years after the events of Breaking Dawn ((yes, this is a Twilight RP. If that somehow offends you, please GTFO.)) and the Volturi are just starting to get themselves pulled together again. They are keeping close watch on the Cullens and the growth of Renesmee, though not exactly with their consent. Two new members have recently joined the group of immortals.

Tension grows deeper everyday, and no one knows when it will snap.

 

C h a r a c t e r S h e e t:

Name: Enzo

 

Gender: Male

 

Age (physically): 14

 

Age (mentally): 19

 

Appearance: Enzo is short, with dark brown hair and dark blue eyes. His face is small and round, and he often gets mistaken for a child ((lolita, lolwut)). He's pretty skinny, but isn't very strong at all.

 

Personality: Don't let his cute, effeminate appearance fool you: he's short tempered and won't hesitate to kick your ass. Enzo has always hated the Cullens and other "vegetarian vampires", as well as werewolves and humans. He's incredibly bitter, angry, and sharp witted, often making jokes at others' expense. He may or may not have a hidden soft-side. Extra emphasis on the "may not".

 

Magical powerz: When he's had enough blood, he can alter reality, in a sense. Meaning, if he's in a room with no door, he can make a door appear. Kinda like IRL lucid dreaming.

 

((a note to Lele: Feel free to add/remove crap from the character sheet, or just make a new one entirely. ))[/align]

C h a r a c t e r S h e e t:

Name: Skyler

 

Gender: Female

 

Age (physically): 13

 

Age (mentally): 19 ((I'll just make it the same ))

 

Appearance: ((I'm lazy. Bite me.))

 

Personality: Skyler is the wierdest vampire ever. That's saying something. She looks a year or two older than her real age; she's oddly bubbly, and is oddly friendly when her temper hasn't got ahold of her, though she can usually hold it back. The Cullens' strange way of life fascinated her, but when she was offered a spot on the Volturi because of her "talents", she accepted immediately. She was a mix between social, as herself, and distant, because of her vampiric half, so being alone was an idea she wasn't too fond of. Skyler wanted to make a difference, though, and that's what she's always strived for--to be the best.

 

"Talent": Compulsion. ((She can make you feel like you REALLY want to do something, even if in reality you don't.))

[align=center]I can smell one...close by...

 

The pale figure darted across the street. Cold, night air whipped his face, the dank smell hindering his trail. He growled a bit in exasperation, but quickly picked it up again. The scruffy man was nearby, lying drunk at the edge of the canal.

 

Too easy...

 

Eyes opening. Recognition. A shrill scream, cut off quickly as his throat is roughly ripped. The hot delicious blood filled Enzo's mouth. It tasted faintly of rum and something else--probably the red wine Venice was known for.

 

Ah, the best type of blood...it's too bad I can only get it from these disgusting pigs.

 

He licked his lips gently, making sure to clean every last drop off of his face. The vampire tossed the body into the canal and watched it float slowly down, never to be seen again.

 

Goodbye, dear friend. It's too bad our meeting ended so quickly.

 

((lolidk))[/align]

'Alright,' Skyler thought. 'So I'm a goody-goody. What harm can it do? What else do I have to do other than spend the day in here?' She was sitting in criss-cross applesauce position a little behind the "thrones" of Aro and Marcus, to the right of the little formation. Everyone was oddly tensed and relaxed at the same time. Just waiting for something to do, someone to punish..

On a normal occasion, Skyler would have winced at the thought of what she knew that punishment was. Death. But being part of the guard had hardened her. Accepting she'd be thirteen forever, and that her entire life had been thrown away by beings who'd never met her, and cared for nothing more to have her power. But she didn't want to be alone.

She glanced longingly towards the door. When would it be her turn to hunt? Her throat was burning like crazy. And where was Enzo?

[align=center]He trudged his way through the hallway of the Volturi's main headquarters ((can't think of what it was called in the books, and I'm too lazy to walk 3 feet to get to my bookshelf )), dragging his legs behind him. Enzo was so full of his enemies' blood, it was starting to make him feel almost lethargic.

 

If I were a mortal, I would need to take a nap right now. But, I'm a vampire! I don't need sleep! Ha!

 

He laughed quietly to himself as he pushed through the doors leading to the main hall, or throne room, as it was nicknamed. It was a pretty slow day, not much going on. He looked around for someone to talk to, someone to waste some time with who wouldn't completely piss him off.[/align]

[Well, in the book they refer to that room as the "turret room" so.. owo]

 

Skyler pulled her knees in close to her chest. She twisted the little beads forming the anklet clasped around her ankle. A little star charm, worn silver with time, dangled as the main piece. Skyler couldn't exactly remember who gave it to her or why, but it felt.. special. She couldn't bring herself to take it off, for some reason. Silly, given those were simple human memories. Foggy, and she'd forget the rest of them soon enough, anyway. It was irritating to have to look through she murky vision in her few remaining human memories, while her vampiric ones were preserved in crystal-clear format, showing off more colors than Skyler had even known existed.

Someone swung the main door open. Skyler glanced up, trying to keep her face emotionless and bored-looking. She wasn't allowed to show emotion, as much as it killed her. She may have been toughened up becoming a vampire, but she hadn't lost the childish way she wanted to laugh constantly at everything. Enzo walked in the door. Where'd he been, anyway?

[align=center]((Ah...I knew it was something simple like that. ))

 

Enzo strode into the center of the room and put his hands on his hips, looking around and around.

 

This...is...so...boring! I want to go hunting again, but Master Aro would get so angry. He'd probably let Jane have her way with me...

 

He shuddered. Out of all the vampires he'd ever met--hell, out of any of the creatures he'd ever met--Jane terrified him the most. Her temper was even greater than his own and when she lost it...

 

Enzo decided he definitely wasn't going to take his chances.

 

"Now...what am I gonna do?" He spotted a girl, one of the relatively new girls. She had joined about the same time as him, and he tolerated her, for the most part (everyone seemed to make him angry at one point or another), but he hadn't really gotten to know her well.

 

What was her name again? Skip? Skye? Skill? Somethin' like that...

 

She looked bored, and looked like she wanted someone to talk to, but Enzo was reluctant to go near her. He was reluctant to go near anyone; his anti-social personality was pretty much the only thing that transferred over when he was murdered and changed unwillingly into a vampire.[/align]

Skyler looked away quickly. He seemed to be staring at her--trying to remember her name or even what color her hair was; something trivial. She stood up, brushing off her mid-thigh-length skirt. Skyler, honestly, didn't like them. But, well, it was a wierd vampire thing. How else did you get your "prey", other than looking so utterly gorgeous they were stopped in their tracks? Their instincts would be screaming for them to run--something had to counter that. She tucked away a strand of her wavy blonde hair.

 

Cautiously, she walked over to Enzo. She sort of knew him. In a creepy, stalkerish, Skyler's-nosy-and-wants-to-know-everything-about-everyone kind of way. It was in a vampire's nature to be careful and know-it-all about everything. Skyler considered herself an exception to every single rule in the Big Blood-Covered Book of Rules About Vampires. Except for maybe her craving for blood. At that thought, the pain in her throat spiked intensely.

 

Skyler swallowed, trying to think of anything not.. not RED. She walked up to that boy--Enzo. "Hi," She offered.

[align=center]Enzo looked behind him, and then to both sides.

 

No one else around...wait. She's not...she's not talking to me, is she?

 

He took a step backwards and shoved his hands in his pockets.

 

"Um...hi." That was the one thing Enzo hated about his personality; he always wanted someone to talk to, but whenever someone tried to make conversation with him, or if he actually got up the courage to go up to someone, he completely choked up. Almost as if he had some sort of split-personality takeover ((no, he doesn't have a split personality...)).[/align]

[OH, YEAH, AFTER SHE SAYS "NOTHING RED", YOU MAKE RED TEXT. XDD]

 

Skyler swallowed. Enzo looked.. confused. As if baffled why someone would be speaking to him. Or just painfully shy. But what vampire was actually shy? She was about as opposed to using her "talents" as the rest of the Volturi was--so, basically, not at all. Skyler, using her epic "power of persuasion", as she preferred to call it, tried to coax Enzo into getting into the conversation. What was the point of talking if your babbles were being heard by someone more nervous than excited? Skyler at least wanted her pointless ramblings RECOGNIZED.

 

That same look that always overcame those she "persuaded" filled Enzo's face. Not happiness--no, most vampires didn't feel much of that--but a sort of sense of less awareness. About as calm as a vampire could get. Well, so long as she was trying to make them feel comfortable. She could also have Enzo screaming as she "convinced" him that everyone around him was becoming one of the things he feared most. Whatever they were. But Skyler settled on "coversation mode" for now.

[align=center]((That's just how I roll. <8D))

 

Enzo could feel himself going through a slow change. All of his muscles relaxed, his body slackened, all of the anger and anxiety slipped from his mind. He gradually grew into a state of decreased awareness, almost like he were dreaming.

 

No...she's the one with the persuasion, right? No, no, I won't let her...I need to resist. Dammit, c'mon...!

 

"Hi," Enzo greeted, this time a bit friendlier and without hesitation.[/align]

Skyler smiled warmly. "That's better," She approved. "Your name's Enzo, right?" 'Because there's no way I was stalking you and already knew that..' Skyler thought, suppressing a smile. Well, it was in her nature to find everything out about a person. Enzo was no different from everyone else she'd basically stalked. Stalking was difficult as a vampire, though. A nice thing to be good at. "Skyler," She added, but paused. The doors were flung open, much rougher than Enzo had, or really anyone did. They almost slammed back into the face of the man opening them. He looked about 25, but with vampires, who could tell? He rushed straight over to Aro.

[align=center]Enzo managed to jerk his attention away from Skyler just long enough to glance at the man. He was tall and thin, with ears big enough to make any self-respecting elephant jealous.

 

His long black cloak billowed out behind him as he furiously approached their leader. The man's face was unreadable, but it was easy to sense his fear and resentment.[/align]

The man whispered, but it was no use. He was in a room full of vampires. Did he honestly expect none to hear? Exactly how long had he been one? Pfft. Skyler couldn't concentrate and keep up a hold on Enzo's mind at the same time. She was extremely skilled at using her "talent", but if her concentration was broken, she had difficulty keeping it up. She was more interested in teh mystery man. Aro silenced him with a motion of his hand, and held it out. Of course. He'd read his mind instead. Skyler leaned forward unknowingly. She was curious.

[align=center]Enzo could feel the ties she had put on his mind begin to ebb away as he slowly became himself again.

 

Dammit...she's better than I thought...better keep and eye on her from now on...

 

He too had decided to eavesdrop on the man--or should he say "vampire"--and Aro. Maybe, just maybe, if he used his powers just right, he could do something to make one of them speak...no, no, too risky. His leader would almost definitely notice, and, if he didn't, Jane would. She had been out to get him since day one, and there's no way she would pass up an oppurtunity like that.[/align]

Skyler glanced ove at Enzo--he seemed as absorbed as she was. Aro let go of the man's hand, seeming a trifle shocked. What on earth could make ARO, of all people, look surprised? Quickly, though, he wipes the expression away. "Well," He announced. "This certainly is a surprise. My dear friend Carlisle, building up a true army of vampires? This is disappointing." Skyler knew he was jsut pretendig to be upset by this. He turned to the, including herself and Enzo, nine others with a betrayed expression. "You all know of the Cullens? They are now buildin an army to make a revenge after what happened.. LAST time. By his tone, Skyler guessed "last time" hadn't turned ot so well. "This army is of newborns. They c an easily be dispatched. I needn't send one like you, Jane. That'd be simply to easy a task for you. Let us give the others a try, shall we? Skyler, Enzo," Her head snapped up. Her? Skyler? "Destroy every last one of them.

[align=center]"My pleasure, Master Aro," Enzo grinned wickedly, making sure to show all of his fangs, "I assume we'll being leaving soon?"

 

Aro nodded. "Right away. We mustn't let this get out of hand, do you agree?"

 

"But of course." He turned to Skyler. "Ready to go?"

 

((DemDem likes where this RP is going. <8D))[/align]

Skyler's eyes widened in surprise. She could barely manage to stammer. "Y-Yes, Master Aro," She glanced at Enzo. Skyler was surprised--at this mention of a mission, he'd come out of his shell some. She felt sort of proud--Enzo probably felt the same. Getting dispatched for a mission--an extremely important one at that--when they were so new. Jane sent a hating glare across the room.

 

"Well," Aro smiled. "I would hurry. My patience, well, it will run out soon." Skyler nodded, and turned, starting to run. She was faster than most vampires--something she took pride in. She smirked at Enzo. "Try keeping up,"

[align=center]Enzo wasn't quite sure how he felt about this mission. On one hand, it was a chance to beat the Cullens at their own game, to show them that they weren't going to be pushed around like last time, not to mention the honor it would bring to his name. On the other hand, however, it would require actually working together with someone. He winced at the thought, but quickly shook it off.

 

"Don't get too cocky," he snarled, "Speed isn't everything, you know." [/align]

Make longer posts. D:

 

"Yes, it is~" Skyler sang. It didn't matter if Enzo got mad at her or something--she'd just mess around with his head. She'd gotten used to relying on her "talent" for practically everything--it probably wasn't the best habit to be developing. Lately, though, Skyler didn't care. She was starting to develop the haughty, sense of invincibility air that the rest of the guard flaunted. The sense that no matter what tried to stand against you, every single time, in the end, you would win. With almost no cost to yourself. Undefeatable.

 

"Come on--I want to do this in record time or something." Skyler insisted, slowing just a little to wait for Enzo. It'd be another minute and a half's run, or at Enzo's pace, two minutes, to the airport. She wanted to just fly over the water--it felt amazing. It took longer than a plane did, though. She'd have to forge a passport for herself and Enzo. Skyler sighed at the thought. She could do it as she ran.

[align=center]((/backfromthedead))

 

Enzo smirked, purposely slowing down just because he knew it would annoy her.

 

Who's such a smartass now?

 

He liked doing this to people; liked making them miserable.

 

Let's see what she does next...

 

((SHITTY POST IS SHITTY. D: I iz sawry...I'll make a better one next time. I was rushing to get this so that you wouldn't have to wait forever. /immafailure))[/align]

(( 8D OHMAHGAWD. COOKIE LIVESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. ))

 

"Could you go any slower?" Skyler was tempted to whine, but she bit her tongue. What good would it do to fight with her new partner? She yanked two passports from a photo store as they blurred past. Skyler couldn't help but chuckle when she knew that they'd never know. Just watching them "disappear" into thin air. Two names were already printed at the top--the passports were complete, except for a picture. Skyler blushed deeply when she realized the last names were the same. That these were the passports of a married couple. 'Or,' She reminded herself. 'You could just be siblings. Right?' "H-Here," She stammered, handing Enzo his passport.

[align=center]He ripped the passport forcefully out of her hands and scanned it, making sure his eyes didn't miss a single detail. Having ultra-powered senses and a heightened memory capacity were the only things good about being a vampire, Enzo decided.

 

And that blood...that sweet sweet blood...

 

The thought of blood made his mouth water. He could just barely taste it right now; the tangy, metallic, yet sweet flavo. And oh how it flowed into his mouth, thick and syrupy, like maple sugar.

 

I want it...I want it so badly...

 

He smacked himself lightly on the wrist and shook his head.

 

No...you can't have it now...you're on a mission, remember? You have a job to fulfill.

 

"What the hell?!" Enzo flashed the passport in Skyler's face. "Just why do we have the same fricking name? Is this some kind of joke?"

 

((hey look, a post made by DemDem that's more than 2 sentences. <8D I feel accomplished.))[/align]

((I'm so proud of youuuu. :'D))

 

Skyler was thankful that, being a vampire, only she knew that her cheeks were burning. "Well, we're partners," She snapped. "We should at least look like it.. sort of. You can just say that you're my brother or something, sheesh." She rolled her eyes. "We look like kids. What else could we be other than siblings?" Skyler's voice dropped, becoming more soothing. She smiled, half to encourage Enzo, and partly because she meant it. How wonderful it was to be able to look at someone who was furious with you, and in the course of a second, make them want to make a chain of dasies for you.

 

"Now, now," Skyler half-sang in her windchime voice. "Come on, Enzo, we can be nicer than that." She flashed a grin. "We can also make it through customs first."

Enzo wanted to growl at her, but instead found a strong desire to smile and laugh.

 

Damn brat...must be using...her mind games...on me.

 

He was finding it harder and harder to think negative thoughts, harder to concentrate, until he finally felt his mind go completely numb.

 

"Big sister Skyler~?" he chirped, picking up his bags and trotting after her, "How long is the plane ride?"

 

((gahhhh another short post. D:))

Skyler smirked, not afraid to let Enzo see. "Not sure," She admitted. "A decent six hours. But, then again, there could be a bit of an incentive.." Money was no big deal to the Volturi. The rest of the members jut accumulated it over time. It paid vampires little use other than to influence humans. Skyler'd already gotten used to blowing it off.

 

As they entered the first security check, Skyler mumbled under her breath. "Aw, shit. I forgot.. Anyone who looks as young as us and is flying alone is required to have some assistant follow them." She scrunched her nose disapprovingly. "I don't want a babysitter. Especially not one I'd prefer to have for lunch.