Escape Into The Night (Jane, Open to Volturi)

[Athenodora Volturi]

Her eyes gazed out the window as she watched the world around her with saddened red eyes. The moon rose high in the sky as the sun caused her tower to cast a shadow across the earth. Her hand rested on the edge of the window as she watched the people disappear from the grounds below her, and especially as the garden, with its high fences was abandoned to the night. She took in a sharp breath, tasting the salt from the sea and moving so that she was standing in the open window.

Then, as the last person disappeared inside and she heard the lock twist on her door, she leapt from the window into the night air, soaring quietly and landing cat-like in the garden. She dashed to hide behind the curtain of a willow tree, hearing a broken cry of her name fill the air as the guard who came to check on her looked desperately for her. She listened for her window to close and let out the breath she had been holding.

Then, in the night, she walked calmly about, her eyes looking upon each and every flower, and her fingertips trailing over them all. As she walked, she heard the rushing of others pass in the night, they knew where she was now and most likely her husband was either coming or sending someone to retrieve her. She gazed up at the moon with longing as a terrible feeling rushed through her body. It caused something to prick the edges of her eyes, and she blinked, not understanding what her body was trying to do. She had lost the ability to shed tears years ago, however, her body was trying to do so now.

She took in a sharp breath when she heard a presence right behind her, not bother to turn around to identify who it was. "I just wanted to see the moon... Let me stay for just a few moments longer." she pleaded rather wearily as she stood there, staring up at the white orb in the sky. Her hair glistened like a river of white gold down her back, contrasting sharply with the vibrant red of her dress. "Besides, I'm only in the garden. What fool would dare tread in the gardens of the Volturi?" she inquired as she turned around to face the one who had come to retrieve her, vibrant red eyes glittering mildly as she gave a soft smile to the other.

[JANE MAGDALENA VOLTURI]

* and i wish you could see ,
• THAT YOU'RE THE ANTIDOTE TO EVERYTHING EXCEPT FOR ME •

late night air hung heavy in her useless lungs. it felt like it was polluting her body - it was, after all, something that she hadn't needed for over a thousand years, the fragrance of the garden flowers clotting her empty lungs.

briefly, jane debated leaving. in all of her thousand and more years of life, she had spent little time with the wives - and why should she have? she was a guard that, while she did spend some of her duty standing outside of their rooms with other guards inside, she had little experience with them, personally. she wasn't sure if it was because their three leaders simply happened to plan it that way, or if by some small chance they were sparing her a grievance - a grievance that she carefully kept plagued to her heart, and not her lips.

however, as the lithe blonde moved throughout the garden, she was not there on her duty hours. she was there because someone had been so completely inept that they'd led one of the wives get out. a part of her might have, at one time, been sympathetic to the plight of the wives; but by now she was too hardened, and too cold, and she didn't think she would ever be capable of sympathy as the eerie witch twin.

pale as a wraith, she slipped through the last brambles, nearly silent, and paused when she heard the wife - athenodora - speak.

"caius would be most displeased if i allowed you to roam," jane said at last, listening to the high, childlike soprano of her voice waver against the more feminine timbre of athenodora's voice. she should have hated the wife - because athenodora was beautiful, and womanly, and jane would never be that; aro had made sure that when he saved her life, he also damned her. she would never be beautiful in the same way that the vampire in front of her was.

jane was arguably beautiful; she had smooth features, even eyes, lovely hair - but she was still stuck in the body of a young girl. she would never be considered womanly.

pausing for another moment, she deliberated - there was something that told her she ought to get athenodora back inside, but instead she said, "perhaps it would be alright for a short while, if you stay with me. and in the garden only."