Aro Volturi ~ mein Leben im Wandel | ~ My Life in Changes

Human Aro

1300 AD
"Hello ... I'm Aro ..." said the young man in front of the counter. "I have reserved!" "What name?" asked the receptionist "Volturi," he replied. She looked and found the entry. She handed him a key. "Thank you very much!" he said ... "Room 104 ... up the stairs and then on the right side of the arithmetic!" she saw. He looked at her kindly and carried his suitcase up the stairs. There he unlocked the room and entered. It looked good ... His sister's war was still on his way to father and he sat here, war in the hotel descended and take care. At first he put the suitcase against the wall and washed his face and hair. It was not much money ... The room was already the cheapest and afterwards it looked also ... It was dark and there was only a candle in the room. That would be enough Aro opened his suitcase and took a comb ... His long hair needed constant attention and he tried to dry it ... He shook his head ... Then he banded himself a braid and sat down a wobbling chair where a small table ... He has one of the stationery and the pen from dsm barrel, then he wrote:

Love Didyme,
I arrived safely ... The woman at the front desk was friendly. The room is only sparsely furnished, but it is enough. Was disturbed me is the time not to pass away. I hope very much that you find the time to visit me here ... Athens is great ... Go to the 'place of the sun' ... There you can look for the 'mother house' ... In the street is located here. It's brown and clay ... I'll be home ... I'll wait for you. I love you, little sister.
In love Aro

He is a bit with the band to write Didyme Volturi, Grichenland on it and broke it to the Postreiter. "This must go to Anesria!" Wies Aro at "Hmmm" the rider only and stowed the letter. Aro wants to get down and go down the streets ... He entered a small shop. He was looking for candles and making something for the fire. The seller was drawn to him ... "Can I help?" he asked ... "Kerten und Zunder?" "Yes ... Have we there." the seller pointed to a shelf at the end of the room. Aro Trat and Regal and take two candles, some tinder and light matches. He put it on the counter "Shilling!" he said only ... Aro Fumed in his pocket and brought out a small coin "Is that enough?" The seller looked at the coin exactly ... "Well ... Let's be merciful ... Then hold 15 Schilling!" "Thank you, thank them!" aro grabbed everything together and went back to the street. Everywhere it smelled of dung and rubbish and Aro went back to the hotel to make his room a bit livable. It was noon and Aro sat and grabbed his little clothes. There were three linen shirts and a long as well as a short linen trousers. Then he drew up a drawing ... It was his sister, she had been portrayed. He always had the picture ... He loved his sister. He wanted to achieve more than his parents and Didyme so support then ... He as noon ... There was alcohol and tubers. He left her raw and then went to sleep.

He slept until the next morning ... The sunshine through the small slit of a fence. But she sparkle warm and Aro was awake. He looked around then he remembered that he was in the hotel. He went into the foyer and watched the food. He took some bread and water ... The bread was hard and tasted not, but he was hungry. His eyes wandered through the room and he saw a figure, pale, motionless and beautiful. He did not know if he was watching an angel ...

He left the room quickly. He found the figure sinister, troz her grace. In the next room were books. He took one... Fable. He read it. The stories of vampires had made their rounds ... But they said they lived in the forest and hung down the trees. They only bite when a man came to you. And this book also spread more lies than anything else. He looked around and put the book back ... Not many people could read, so the books were partially covered with dust ... He puffed some dust from a book read the title. "Hello" he was shocked and the book fell on the floor with a loud bang. He turned and wished he had not done this. The figure stood before him. She looked like a man, but was much paler and if he was not deceiving, he thought he was looking deep in black eyes. "H-Hallo" said Aro in astonishment. He wanted to pick up the book again. Hnd bent to lift it up. "The book ..." The stranger to the book in Aros hands "... Strange ... I would put it away again!" Aro looked at the title "Truth of the Beings!" He said loudly, "Why?" he asked, "It brings shame on the readers!" said the stranger only, and took the book from his hand. Shortly the two and Aro drew his hand away fright ... This time the book did not fall down but he pushed against a chair and fell. The stranger returned the book. Aro stood up again ... Then he turned away "I ... I have something else to do!" he said, leaving the room.

He went up to his room and reached for the Papir again. This time he wanted to write a letter, but for a long time he did not know what to write. At the end write the following lines:

Love Didyme,
Even today I write to you ... With my thoughts always with you. Today I was at the hotel ... Dkrr was a strange one ... She was pale, cool and had black eyes. I thought I saw an angel, he was so beautiful ... He was Human, but he was motionless ... What I have seen can hardly be put into words.
In love your Aro

He also sent this letter to her ... Today he is not outside to meet the figure again ... And he as a cabbage soup. She tasted like she looked ... Suck! He spent the rest of the day outside as well. He was looking forward to tomorrow. With every hour his birthday approached. He returned home late in the evening and lay asleep.

He opened his eyes: 20 years old! Aro had a birthday. That was what he wanted to celebrate extensively. At first he had a new shirt made, then he went to a bar and gave out a round pool. All congratulate the gaunt man and Aro enjoyed the day to the fullest. He came drunk to the hotel where he had to be taken to his room. He had a headache when he woke up again ... He went down "What time is it?" he asked at the front desk ... "7am in the morning!" he had the answer ... He had slept his half-birthday and noticed now the alcohol did not do him good. His head drooped and he went back to the room ... He fell asleep ...