#serena ( & nahuel ) : brother dearest

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Request: Serena x Felix Volturi

You rolled a ball point pen around the booth table. Your eyes on the window beside you, it was the only thing that separated you and the pouring rain. "Coffee, love?" The kind blonde waitress offered. You turned to look at her with a gentle smile. The woman was middle aged and was evidently tired. You were observant, so whilst it was apparent to you, no one else seemed to notice or care for that matter. "I'll just have a water, thank you." She nodded and moved on after jotting down your order. You looked down at your own notepad. You liked writing things down, whilst it wasn't always necessary, you did it as a comfort. The first note 'Contact Nahuel' and the second being 'Cupcake' followed by 'tape-STRONG'. The waitress returned with your water and you thanked her again. 

You heard a ringing erupt from your pocket. You dug in your jacket pocket to see your father's ID. "Father?" "Serena, have you heard from your brother?" "No. He doesn't particularly like me father." There was a silence on the other end. "What's wrong?" You asked. Your father asked you to do many things but when you were met with silence, something was bothering him. "He and that woman have ran off somewhere but I don't know where. I don't like it, Serena." He always spoke like that, as though he expected you to fix everything. You used to think it was since you were the eldest child but in the end it was because you were the most loyal. However you were growing tired of it all, your father, your sisters and your brother as well as Huilen. You felt welcomed by none and no longer did you want to be pushed around. No one knew that though. If anyone did, it would immediately mean someone would try to stop you because your father demands it. He didn't like his children far from him and Nahuel was far enough. Little did he know that you hoped to go much further. "Have you asked Jennifer? They're on good terms." You suggested. "I intend to." Your father replied. "She'll be home soon." "Well, let me know if you need any further assistance if Jenny isn't of much help." You grasped the pen knowing that it was completely empty and hoping you could pull through with having no intention of helping him. "I'll see you soon, my dearest." He said. "Goodbye." You hung up before he could say anything else and put your phone on silent. 

You weren't attached to your phone, in all honesty, having a phone just gave you more bother. You checked the time, three thirty in the afternoon. You lingered a little longer to finish your water before deciding to face the rain and get to the shops. By six in the evening you arrived home, greeted by emptiness and quiet. You flicked the light switch out of habit and put your bags on the counter. Your little apartment was cosy but only temporary and had sadly lost its touch since everything making it cosy was now in stacked in boxes, ready for the moving van to collect tomorrow morning. You had yet to pack up the kitchen so you decided you'd have a meal. You didn't eat human food every day. You did if blood wasn't an option which as of late, it wasn't. You wanted something simple though. You dug around the cupboards to find a sauce, a pasta sauce at that. You stared down at it for a moment. "Pasta, it is." You put the jar on the counter and hunted for pasta, ultimately finding spaghetti. You dug out your phone and lightly tossed it on the counter, not really caring if it broke or cracked. You noticed that you had a voicemail from your father. You put the voicemail on speaker, continuing to cook. "You have 1 new voice mail at 3:35pm. 'Dearest, I'm afraid you disconnected before I could wish you a happy birthday. I hope to hear from you soon, I love you. Happy birthday, goodbye.' End of-" You hung up. "Alright, alright, you did your job- now hush."  It was nice to know your father hadn't forgotten your birthday since you weren't around. You couldn't say you were a big fan of birthdays since you weren't going to run out of them. However, your father thought it important seeing as you and your siblings were half human. 

You enjoyed your pasta, intentionally avoiding your text messages. When you finally checked them, you felt completely justified for avoiding them. You had texts from your father and Maysun. That was when the guilt really hit you. It wasn't that you didn't love your father or Maysun. You loved them dearly as any daughter and older sister would. You followed your father blindly, and still continued to do so. You never questioned him once and yet you felt so damn unappreciated. You were never thanked by your father for raising his other children and his other children sure as hell never thanked you. Nahuel being the most unappreciative of them all. Your father didn't spend much time with Nahuel which surely caused Nahuel to stray but your father learned and made sure he was present for Jennifer to avoid her being left astray. Jennifer was Nahuel's favourite whilst you were the sister he disliked the most. Your personal opinion of him, you kept very private. You never uttered your feelings on him. He angered you how he could defy his father and for being so ungrateful towards you, it would have served him right if you had just neglected him. However, in saying that, you still loved Nahuel. Maysun had a way of working around Nahuel's stubborn ways. He was fond of her but kept her at a distance. Maysun was trouble to raise, defiant, but she did as she was asked even if she had her moments where she'd forget just who kept her alive. Whilst Jennifer was the Golden child who got everyone's attention. The first text was from your father. "Jennifer has not heard from your brother. This worries me." The second from Maysun. "Father has been talking about you a lot. I think he fears you're growing distant. Is everything alright?" Maysun always asked if you were alright even though it was an empty question, she didn't care for the answer. Truth be told, you knew that none of your siblings liked you which was a lonely predicament to be in. You were too devoted, too much like your father. It was typical, your sisters never called because they knew you'd answer. Texting you, meant they didn't care for a reply and knew that you didn't respond to texts. With impeccable timing, you got an incoming call from your father. You immediately picked up. "Father, my apologies, I just checked my phone-" "Serena, where are you?" Your father sounded on edge which always lead to a string of demands. "I-I can't tell you that." "What? Serena, this is no time for games. I want you home- now." You stopped listening but could hear Jennifer and Maysun in the background whilst your father got angered and had begun to speak to you very rudely. You took the phone away from your ear and bit your lip as you hung up on him. 'This wasn't permanent.' You told yourself. 'You just needed some time.' 

You went back into the kitchen and to get a small cupcake. You bought a packet of small candles intended for celebration cakes but you only needed one. You got your lighter and set it alight, smiling to yourself as you bent down to lean on the counter just to watch the candle for a moment. You told yourself what you told your siblings to do when growing up. Make a wish. You paused keeping a wish in mind before blowing out the candles. Your wish? That something good would happen to you. Something, life changing. Once you enjoyed your little birthday treat, you cleaned up and packed up the kitchen, taping shut the remaining boxes with the tape you had bought earlier that day.

You had decided on the outskirts of Italy, figuring it wouldn't be an obvious place to start looking for you. You took in the empty apartment which was now your new home, already planning how you'd decorate it. Settling in was slow but not too slow. In fact, you enjoyed the speed everything was falling into place. Not long after that, you began to explore Italy, your next stop being Volterra. It did more than impress. It was lovely how history felt locked in every stone. You didn't have as much experience as others. You were born in 1810 but nevertheless, you were old enough to notice drastic changes in societies. Whilst Volterra had new people, it looked encapsulated in time. You appreciated that indeed. 

You slowed to a stop, feeling someone watching you. You slowly turned and saw a very tall man, dressed in grey staring at you and looking slightly puzzled. You were certain your expression mirrored his for a moment. This was a vampire who was staring at you and quite frankly, you didn't know the protocol for strange men staring at you, not to mention a vampire. Slowly, walked away and to your relief, nobody stopped you and nobody followed you. You saw him twice after that. The second encounter you offered him a quick hello but took off before anything further could be said. However, this time you decided to properly speak to him. When you saw him you came up behind him and tapped his back. He turned to look down at you. "Oh, you again. Well if this is going to be a regular occurrence then I believe we should be on first name basis." "My name is Serena...and you are?" He looked at you as you waited for a response. "Wait, really? You don't know my name?" "Well, I don't believe we've met before-." You began but were cut off. "But surely you know of my coven, that's usually as enough information as anyone needs." You looked him you and down and shook your head. "Really? Woah, then my name is Felix. Felix Volturi. I'm a guard for the Volturi coven. I don't believe I got a last name off of you?" "I don't think I have one. Is Volturi your real last name?" Felix shook his head. "No. It's just easier saying that's our last names because a lot of us don't have a last name or we didn't like it. You know how it is." You nodded. "Nice to meet you. I'm sorry, I haven't heard of your coven before. My father..." You caught yourself. "He's never mentioned you." "You're a hybrid, aren't you?" Felix asked and you nodded. "The first. Are hybrids common?" "Hell no." Felix chuckled. "We didn't know hybrids were possible to until four days ago. Do you know the Cullen's?" You shook your head. "Wow, you are kept in the dark- pardon my saying so." "Don't worry about it. My father intended it that way." "huh. Anyway, there are around five that we know of, six now that you're here. You say you were the first?" "Yeah. I was born in 1810, my father is a scientist. I have two sisters and a brother, they're hybrids too." Felix furrowed his brow. "Sorry, a brother? What is his name? We may know him." "His name is Nahuel." "Ah, yes. We met him a little under a week ago. So there is five hybrids then. Forgive me, I must head back but I'm sure this won't be our last meeting. I hope to see you soon, Serena."

Felix returned the night after, seeking you out with a blonde man you didn't know. "How,- how did you know where I live?" You completely forgot pleasantries. "It's nice to see you too." Felix smirked. "This is Demetri, he's a tracker- the best in the world." Demetri nodded to you with a small yet still charming smile. "Our master, Aro, would like to meet you. He sent us to fetch you." "oh-" A buzzing interrupted you. You leaned to the counter beside your open door, reaching for your phone. Your stomach sank a little to receive another call from your father. You hated how furious he was with you and so you immediately wanted to flee the situation. Luckily, Felix and Demetri had given you an opportunity. "Everything alright?" Demetri peered at you, noticing the small spasms in your face as you tried to void any expression. You nodded quickly, putting the phone in your back pocket. "Yeah, and alright. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to meet him." "We should have you back by dark so you do not need to worry." Demetri assured you.

Meeting the three Volturi leaders was strange. They seemed to be in a bad mood, collectively, yet the dark haired man who introduced himself as Aro was by far the most unsettling. He tried to hide his mood which only concocted a sinister smile. He asked for your hand which you reluctantly gave him. You didn't know why he wanted your hand but it didn't take long for the guesses to come flooding in. "Ah, sister of Nahuel...Serena. I am pleased we have made your acquaintance." "Pleasure to meet you sir, Felix told me you met my little brother not too long ago." "Indeed, we did." Aro titled his head. "You were the first of four. Joham has been...keeping secrets." "Four of them, at least." The blonde said from his throne in a tone of disgust. Aro continued. "Experiments, you were watched over Joham for the purpose of science. Your siblings see errors in his ways yet you remain loyal. It deteriorated your bond with them." "He's my father, it isn't my place to move against him. I love him dearly." "I'm certain my brothers would agree with me when I say that such loyalty is very much admirable, my dear." Aro looked up from your hand as his brothers on his thrones hummed in a chorus of boredom, approval, agreement and yet still bland in tone. "Yet...you avoid him now as of recently?" You couldn't respond, you didn't entirely understand it yourself. Your gaze lowered to the floor, ashamed. "I'd like to ask that you stay with us for a short time. We have recently become aware of hybrids and I'd like to learn more." You wanted to say no. You never stayed anywhere that wasn't your own home. That was simply just your personality. However, you couldn't help but notice Aro's stare. Bad things would happen if you refused. You didn't want the trouble and you were well acquainted with being a subject. You slowly nodded and even thanked him. He lit up, excited by the opportunities ahead of him.

It became a routine. Aro documented everything about you to the tiniest detail. Once the interrogation was over, you avoided any eye contact with the twins, Caius and Marcus who you weren't even sure was aware of your presence. Then at night, you'd spend time with Felix. Felix was completely opposite of you. You were used to being depended on, responsible, after a lifetime of bringing up your siblings. You didn't really laugh or really get animated with anything you did. Felix was the opposite. He left his responsibility at the door. He was loud, and goofy. You began to think it was a nice connection you had with one another. You balanced each other out.

It was slow and then all at once. You don't knew when you got so attached to him. He noticed it before you did and when he did, he seemed to grow attached to you too. At nights, he'd tell you stories about the days before you were born and you'd be very attentive. However, you noticed that he didn't particularly want to hear about your father. Whereas, he could listen to you talk about yourself for hours. You asked him about it and he answer surprised you. He said he didn't like the dynamic between yourself and your father. You didn't ask him further though you did wonder if perhaps he senses the same discomfort that you did.

One day, Felix rushed into your room, making you jump. "Felix? What's wrong?" You rose to a stand, ready to do whatever he needs. "Serena, sit down. I need to speak with you." Felix pushed you back down before sitting beside you. "Do you remember that I told you we met your brother first?" You nodded, furrowing your brow in confusion. "He told us about your father and your siblings. I hadn't realized who you were until you mentioned your brother. Aro approached your father who became very very erratic when he heard you were with us. He'd been running from us for a long time-" "the bad people..." You mumbled, your eyes falling to the floor as you pieced together that you were living with the very people you had been running from since you were born. "They came to an agreement, Serena. In return for us to leave him be, Joham has offered you to Aro so that he can learn about hybrids." "What do you mean he's offered me?" "He doesn't expect you back. You've to stay here from now on." You inhaled sharply. A sentence you never thought you'd say tumbled out of your mouth before you could even think. "I wasn't his to give." Before you could follow that train of thought, Felix lifted your face so that you were looking at him. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Serena."

You hated that your father had taken the choice from you for his own benefit but you couldn't hate him, or hold it against him. However, he couldn't say the same for you. About an hour later, you received one last voicemail from your father, one that wasn't kind or showing remorse. Demetri didn't even let you hear the whole thing, as he took your phone, covering it with his hand and shook his head solemnly before silencing it. Demetri was the next to console you, warming up to you when hearing all good things from Felix.

Things got better, your heavy chest lifting after a while. Soon enough, you had begun to distance yourself from what happened. You weren't angry with him you still loved him dearly but you accepted that he didn't want to speak to you. You had wanted to leave, you weren't secretive about it but you were very respectful. You wanted to carry on your journey to see the world, something the Volturi couldn't provide. However, you still made your loyalties known. You told the leaders that you'd return whenever they liked. That you'd be apart of their coven if they liked as long as they provided you an open freedom. Decisions had begun to be made when Felix asked you about your last name.  "Have you never thought about a last name? It'd be more beneficial to you since your half human in comparison to us." You shook your head. "No. Do you think I should?" "Well you offered to join us so naturally your name would be Serena Volturi." You cracked a smile. "Cute. Thank you for naming me." You put your head on Felix's shoulder. Felix chuckled. "I'm going to miss you. Are you sure I can't change your mind?" "How about this, I'll tell you something very personal about me. Judging by what you think afterwards, I'll stay. Sound fair?" "Definitely, am I going to hear a secret? I love secrets." Felix grinned. He tugged you toward him, urging you to tell him, his hands on your hips.

You looped your arms around Felix's neck, holding him close. "So when I was a little girl, every birthday was celebrated and just as my father had told me to blow out a candle. I told my siblings the same thing. We eventually learned about the cake part but anyways, call it sentiment or sadness, i wasn't home for my birthday this year and I bought myself a cupcake and got a candle. It was the closest thing to home I had. Just as ritual, I made a wish and blew out the candle. In the past I'd wish for a unicorn and a superhero cape." Felix chuckled with you at that. "Of course, they never came true and so this year is the first year my wish came true." "Oh? What did you wish for?" Felix leaned in to press his face against your cheek. "I wished that something different would happen." "Different can mean a lot of things, my dear." Felix smiled against your cheek. "I know, which is why I was a little more specific. I wished for something good and different to happen to me." You moved your hand to lift Felix's face so he would look at you, your hand then testing on his cheek. "I never thought for a second it would come true yet it did, and in the form of you." Felix leaned against your hand. "Now, how do you expect me to respond to that?" Felix grinned, pulling you closer to him. "Consider me thoroughly seduced but I should let you know something." Felix took hold of your jaw holding his gaze on you. "I adore you." You were surprised when he pulled you in for a passionate kiss, as though trying to show you what your words meant to him. "I shall also add that I don't think I can let you leave now." "Oh?" You smiled. Felix hummed whilst nodding. "Absolutely. I'd be a fool to let you go. I had doubts that I could let you leave but after that, it's simply not a possibility." Felix blinked. "Hey! Did you two hear what she said!?" "I most certainly did." "Hell yeah!" Two new voices said and suddenly Demetri and Santiago turned the corner. You blushed a little. "I need to find a mate like this one. She has set the bar. My heart was swooning and it wasn't even being said to me." Demetri put a hand to his chest and shook his head as though to clear his head of a haze. Both Demetri and Felix did a double take looking at Santiago. "Santiago, are you alright?" Santiago blinked. "Oh, I'm fine. I'm just falling in love, one sentence at a time." "By all means, look but don't touch." Felix grinned, pulling you tightly to him again. "I won this beauty over fair and square. I'll be damned if I don't show her off."