Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Besotted

By Mama4Dukes

Chapter 02:

Five years later…

Caius Volturi stared at the remains of his castle. Gone were Aro and Marcus-they had been amongst the first to die. Most of the guards were gone too. Chelsea, Alex, Jane… Jane… Ha! Jane was gone and Caius had witnessed her fall. The annoying bitch was gone. Yes! Yes! Yes! Add to the pile of the deceased-Athenadora, his irritating companion, and he was in paradise. Caius felt like singing, but first he had to lock all of the castle doors and incinerate all of the dead-at the very least, he should give them each a proper cremation. Besides, they were stinking up the place. He scoured the castle, piled up the bodies and bid them each an adieu as he flung them into the incinerator while singing, “Ding dong the witch is dead!”

“So fucking awesome!” he whooped as he realized that he was now alone. His dick got hard thinking about the paradise he was in. Oh shit. His dick. Damn it! Now, how the hell was he supposed to get off?

He sat on his throne pondering the situation. A good portion of the human population of Europe had been decimated by some seriously, creepy creatures who hungered for brains and entrails. Somehow, a few managed to get into the castle because Gianna decided that the castle needed fresh air and opened a few ground floor windows. She was the first to be devoured. By the time they’d discovered that their human receptionist was dead, a whole mess of them had swarmed into the castle. Aro and Marcus were the first to be affected by them, like idiots, they fed from the monsters and instantly became like them. More and more of the creatures accumulated as each one of the guards turned into the same ghastly, slow yet powerful beasts with an appetite for brains and entrails. Most of the gifted guards tried to use their gifts on them to no avail and finally decided to just drain the creatures thereby sealing their fate, while over half of the guards took the opportunity to run away like cowards-especially after the bonds that Chelsea had secured shattered after her death. Caius, quite ingeniously in his opinion, started ripping heads off; that stopped them cold. He wondered why it didn’t occur to the others to do the same. For God’s sake, if they were newborn vampires, they would have gone straight for their heads. Why not the same for these… these… whatever the hell they were? They were all damned idiots in his opinion. It didn’t take him long to decapitate them all-maybe an hour or so. He may have taken out Athenadora in the process… it was an error in the heat of the moment, of course. His chuckle echoed through the throne room.

“Hello? Hello? Is anyone still alive?”

It was Demetri. Caius had forgotten that Aro had sent him, Felix, and Heidi on a mission. Maria had been riling things up again-not in Texas and Mexico, but in Brazil. In all honesty, when the whole picture was considered, a vampire war in South America was nothing compared to the crap going on in Europe. Aro was stupid to have ignored the current predicament with these creatures. Caius had urged him to look into the situation, but his suggestion was dismissed with a wave of his hand. The shithead won’t be waving his pasty hand anymore now, will he?

“I’m in here!” Caius called back, thanking God that it was Demetri because he, at least, was easy to have around. So were Felix and Heidi for that matter.

“Master, what has happened? Where is…”

He held his hand up to stop him. “Don’t call me Master. I really don’t want to be anyone’s master and I never wanted to be. That was Aro’s dream held together by Chelsea’s bond-making gift. Um, where are Felix and Heidi?”

“They are currently indisposed, Sir.”

“Now?”

“Yes, now.”

“Indisposed doing what?”

“Shagging sir. Mates tend to shag and they were unable to do so during this mission.”

Caius shrugged his shoulders. “At least someone’s getting some. I’m afraid there are no women left and Felix is very possessive about his mate. The selfish git.”

“What do you mean there are no women left?” Demetri looked around desperately, then honed into his gift, quickly discovering that many of the essences had died off. “Where is everyone?”

“Ah, they’ve either been annihilated or they’ve absconded.”

“Even the slutty ones?”

“Yes, even the slutty ones.”

“How did this happen?” Demetri couldn’t picture life in the castle without the slutty ones.

“An odd thing happened while you were gone, you see. Those creepy creatures that have decimated Italy inundated our castle. “

“You mean zombies?”

“Is that what they’re calling them?”

“Obviously, Master…”

“Don’t call me Master! I don’t like it!”

“Sorry, erm… Caius.”

“That’s better. Now, you were saying?”

“About the creatures, Caius-they obviously are zombies judging by their slow moving gait, the fact that they are reanimated corpses hungering for brains and entrails.”

“Demetri, we are reanimated corpses.”

“Yes, but we have functioning brains. They do not-and we don’t fancy human organs; just their blood.”

“Very true, but I thought zombies only existed in movies.”

“Master, humans believe we only exist in movies,” Demetri reminded Caius.

“Not for much longer unless we do something about it,” a strange voice replied from the hallway.

A blond, male vampire and a very buxom, bouncy, big-titted blonde female stripper… no vampire… stripper… no definitely a vampire entered the throne room. Caius and Demetri immediately donned smiles on their faces to welcome her. They had realized that there were no female vampires for them to shag.

She held her hand up. “Uh-uh-uh! No… no… he is my mate. You can look, but you can’t touch.”

“You know, I really am sick and tired of the fact that all of the hot females are mated!”

“What happened to Athenadora?” Demetri asked.

“Ah, I might have mistaken her for one of those zombie things and decapitated her,” Caius replied nonchalantly.

“How was it even possible for you to mistake a live vampire for a zombie?”

“It was chaos in here and… uh… one body looked like another. It was ghastly easy to remove her head. After that, I tossed her into the pile of bodies and I might have forgotten to sift through them.” Caius decided a change of subject was in order when everyone was staring at him in horror. Was killing a wife ‘accidentally’ really so bad? She was seriously neurotic and a shrew to boot. Caius was positive that he did the world a favor by getting rid of her-not to mention himself. He turned to the newly arrived vampire couple. “Who are you?”

“I’m Peter Whitlock and this is my mate Charlotte.”

“And what brings you to Volterra?”

The male vampire tapped the side of his head. “Shit happens or happened in this case. Do you know who Carlisle Cullen is?”

“Of course I know the twat! Don’t tell me you’re with him?”

“Hey! Do I look like the type to associate with that kind of pond scum? Have some respect, dude!” Peter poked Caius’s chest with his finger.

“You’re the one who brought his name up.”

“Of course I did. I have a feeling that he’s behind all of this.”

“What do you mean when you say that Carlisle Cullen is behind all of this?” Caius and Demetri both asked suspiciously.

“Don’t you guys watch TV?”

“Sure, we watch Sex TV, Bouncing Bubbies Network, The XXX Channel…”

“No, not that kind of TV-I’m talking about the news!”

“Why the hell would we watch the news?”

“Yeah, there are no naked women on the news,” Demetri agreed.

“You watch the news for information, you dumb asses. Particularly, when there’s a major crisis going on.”

“I’ll have you know that we have informants keeping us abreast of all crises in the vampire world.”

“Well, where the hell are your informants.”

“Hmm… I have no idea actually.”

“That’s cause they were probably killed by the zombies.”

Just then, Felix and Heidi walked into the throne room looking completely sated. “Master Caius, did Demetri apprise you of the zombie situation?”

“Don’t call me master. I don’t want to be master. I never wanted to be master. I don’t believe in this peerage bullshit.”

“Well neither do we, but you’re wearing the robe so you have to be him. Besides, I wouldn’t give up your power and position that easily-you’re going to need it in order to subdue Carlisle Cullen,” Peter told him.

“I don’t want to subdue Carlisle Cullen. I don’t even want to see the creep.”

“Oh, trust me-you do. Where’s your TV? We need to turn on the news.”

“Follow me,” Caius prompted as he led everyone to the castle’s media room.