Marcus continued walking down the street, looking at the different faces, of people who had no idea, this was a ghost town. A town that will forever be the kingdom for the Volturi. Marcus had nothing against them really, he actually admired there ability to scare every vampire known to man, but also to be able to wield some much power and still have a taste of human blood and still be unseen. Marcus would love to be the leader of a coven, but something about breaking a bond or treaty something like that, made it sort of illegal to do. But even if he were to make a coven, he would want only fighters, and talented vampires, like CaseyLynn. Though Marcus would never let CaseyLynn join his convent, because he would never put CaseyLynn in harm. He would hate to see her hurt, or even fight, and she would never forgive himself if she did. Though her mind reading power is very useful to him if he would to use her, it still with come with the price of pain and regret, to see her fighting. CaseyLynn meant everything to Marcus, and he would never try and damage that bond.

Marcus continued to walk threw the town keeping his eyes opened for any shadows lurking behind him. Just as he thought, he was the baby, and someone was his baby sitter. He knew it was a wrong thing to do, and he grew tired of this boring some games. Plus, the two baby sitters following proved to be no match for him. He thought of the things he could do. He could always fight them, but that would be a bore to him. He can, always go back home, and try to find something to do, but what about CaseyLynn. Well she was sort of busy doing her own thing with her friend, “Ugh… I hate that guy”. Marcus didn’t know what to do anymore, it was too dangerous to try and infiltrate the Volturi’s ‘cave’, since he already alerted them. “I guess I got to go home”, Marcus didn’t like having to leave, it would only give the two baby sitting brats the satisfaction. But it was the only logic thing to do, quiet frankly, he thought Italy was sort of a bored, he was what some people call a true American. Though he like there art and streets, just didn’t like music, and of course their vampires. “I guess im heading home.”

Marcus walked back to a hidden space, where he brought his belongings with. It wasn’t much, just a black duffle bag full of clothes, hygiene stuff, passports, and other valuable things. He lifted it off the grown and dusted the leaves off of the bottom of the bag. “Leaving so soon?”, one of the Bodyguards said, He was crouching on top of a branch. “Aww, couldn’t play with the big boys?”, Marcus quickly jumped on to the branch, grabbing hold of his neck. “Watch what you say peasant, or I might have to break you in half” Marcus snorted and let go of the guard, he turned to jump off the branch and back on to the solid grown. “Will you be leaving us for good? Or are you planning to come back and sign your death certificate”, the guard moved in closer “PERMENTLY?”. “As I do recall, im already dead. And I do prefer fancy gold pens.” Marcus smirked, “Maybe you can make me one from all the money you take from the empty vessels you bloodsuckers devour”. The guard on the branch hissed, but came to a immediate stop when the one standing face to covered face with Marcus, raised his hand. “So I see someone’s big daddy around here. Anyways, im tired of playing cat and mouse with you punks, im grow tired of this. Im going home”. “We are only here to see to it that you get to your flight, As we are told too” The lead guard said, “But we do come with a proposal”. Marcus was confused, what would they have to propose? “See, our leader of our coven, as you may already know, thought that your display earlier was sort of interesting. He believes you have a outstanding power.” Marcus was now even more confused. “What are you talking about?, what power I have no power!”, Marcus was furious now, he didn’t wanted to be bothered with lies. “But indeed you do, you see, your not like any ordinary vampire, you have something special. Aren’t you at all suspicious on how you were able to fight off two of the Volturi’s guards?” Marcus could tell the lead guard was smiling, “They were nothing, I fought tougher humans then them two”, “Watch your mouth you filthy-!”, The guard on the tree said jumping off the branch onto the ground ready to pounce on Marcus, though he was interrupted but the lead guard’s hand again. “Young Marcus you should really watch what you say about our guards, cause soon you’ll be one, with your magnificent power-”, “Never!” Marcus said, “I would never join you blood sucking baboons, Id rather be a mutt then join the likes of you, and stop trying to fool me with your pathetic lies, I have no power!”. “But indeed you do, you have the very invincible power, you are stronger then any newborn vampire or regular vampire that walks the earths very ground! And you will be part of the Volturi’s guard, mark my word!” The lead guard was angry now, he was shivering, probably trying to hold back his attack. “if the very words you speak is true, then I should be able to handle myself, I don’t need to be baby sit by and old man and his slaves, and if your Leader wanted me to his self then tell him to come and get me, because I would never surrender my freedom, or power to anyone, not till I have my last breath!”, “We can always arrange that young Marcus, and someday you’ll be crawling on your knees begging for the master to take you in as his guard, Just like your bloody father!” Marcus quickly put his fist into position, as the lead guard coward in fear. “My father was a great man, and he would never come to the Volturi for help not at all!”, “Oh yea, then how were you created young Marcus, explain that how!? Your father came on his knees begging the lord to change you into what you are now, to give you life, you were sick dieing and your father found my lord and asked for his assistance”. “S*** up!, s*** up! s*** up s*** up! My father did not do that, he did not !” Marcus felt like crying with anger, though he couldn’t cry, not even one tear. Marcus’s fist was still in the air, aiming at the cowering guard on the floor. “You will leave me be, and you will not follow me, I will return home”, Marcus grabbed the cowering guard and lifted him against the tree, “And I swear if I see any of you, I mean ANY of you near my town, my house, my friends, anywhere!, I will bite your necks off and feed you too the dogs!”. Marcus dropped the guard onto the floor and walked away……

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