Twilight: Darling of Volturi (YURI/GL)

Sophie lay flat on her back as every nerve in her body dutifully carried waves of agony to her brain.

She tried to bend her fingers and knees, only to discover that everything below her waist had gone numb.

Her spine was broken. One of her shoulders had also been dislocated from straining desperately against the cliff during her fall. That desperate struggle had done little more than slow her descent by the slightest margin. She had traded a body riddled with devastating injuries for nothing more than the faintest sliver of hope.

Warmth spread beneath the back of her head and down her neck. The final impact had likely struck her skull, rupturing blood vessels. Blood seeped rapidly into her hair before soaking into the moss clinging to the rocks beneath her.

The blood that symbolized life poured from her body like water from a broken dam. The fragile existence Sophie had fought so desperately to preserve was now slipping away with every drop that stained the earth.

Someone...

Anyone...

Please... save me.

Her brain was beginning to fail. The tremendous impact had left her with a severe concussion. She tried to open her mouth and cry for help, but not even half a syllable escaped her lips.

The setting sun tilted toward the western horizon. Its orange-red brilliance rivaled the dawn itself, yet everyone knew the truth.

It was dying.

Sophie stared at the sun.

She thought she saw something sparkling like a diamond emerging against the light, rapidly making its way toward her.

"S-Save..."

The figure wasn't a hallucination.

Dressed entirely in black, he moved through the forest with lightning speed before finally arriving at her side.

His tall frame blocked the dying sunlight. Crouching beside her, he gazed down from above. His red eyes glowed with an unnatural beauty, unmistakably revealing that he was no ordinary human.

A memory buried deep within Sophie's mind suddenly shattered every barrier that had confined it.

Her eyes widened in horror.

"Y-You... you're the driver... You didn't die... Please save me... It hurts... I think I've broken several bones... My spine... I think it's broken..."

Her consciousness was already fading.

Only now did Sophie realize that the creature's calm, leisurely demeanor made one thing painfully obvious.

He had never intended to save her.

Fabio stood motionless.

"I'm sorry, little girl. Who told you to claw at the cliff so desperately while you were falling? If you'd died immediately, I would've reported your disappearance in three days. Then I'd guide the killer back to the scene, where he'd 'discover' your body..." His tone remained perfectly casual. "...and finally turn himself in."

He described Sophie's carefully orchestrated death as though discussing the weather, treating her life as nothing more than a toy resting in the palm of his hand.

"As for the murderer who killed you for your money, don't worry. He won't escape justice either. Your wallet. Your bank cards. The two backpackers who rode in the same car. Witnesses. Physical evidence. Altogether, there's more than enough to send him before a firing squad."

While proudly explaining every detail of his murder scheme, Fabio gently reached out with both hands and cupped Sophie's face.

His voice softened almost sympathetically.

"The only thing that surprised me  is how incredibly tenacious your will to live is."

You really don't want to die... do you?

Despite her shattered body, Sophie summoned every ounce of strength she had left to turn her head away, desperately trying to avoid the murderer's revolting touch.

"Get... away..."

She couldn't move. Despair overwhelmed even the unbearable pain of her broken bones, consuming every corner of her body and mind.

Fabio held her cheeks firmly and lowered his head until their eyes met.

"As a reward for your remarkable vitality..." He smiled gently. "...allow me to ease your suffering."

"Slowly..."

"Forget..."

His words seemed almost magical. Sophie truly began forgetting.

The terror of dying...

The agony consuming her body...

Even the traces of her entire life slowly faded away.

Her memories dissolved one after another, leaving behind vast stretches of blank emptiness, as though waiting for someone else to paint entirely new colors upon them.

Her head tilted backward, allowing even more blood to pour from the wound behind her skull. The scent of fresh blood grew so overwhelming that even her dull human senses could detect it.

Several emotions flashed across Fabio's face.

Eventually, he convinced himself.

This human was doomed to die anyway. The enormous pool of blood beneath her would be more than enough to prove she had succumbed to blood loss.

At last...

He abandoned all restraint.

His thirst seized complete control. Longing for the sweet taste of fresh blood, Fabio opened his mouth wide, revealing gleaming white fangs before sinking them viciously into Sophie's neck.

The pain of flesh being torn apart was entirely different from the dull ache of broken bones. Her carotid artery lay frighteningly close to her brain. The agony pierced through her like a sword driven into her heart.

It ignited within Sophie the strongest instinct to survive she had ever known.

Live.

No matter what...

Find a way to live.

Her body grew unbearably heavy and weak. Yet her will seemed to separate from her dying flesh.

From the emptiness emerged a tangible form.

It resembled a hand.

Her vision blurred into something unreal. Around Fabio's head, she saw countless red threads woven together like strands of velvet, controlling every movement of his body.

Are those threads controlling him?

The manifestation of her own will was colorless.

And she could control it.

Instinctively, Sophie reached toward those red threads.

There was no other choice.

Her consciousness was already falling apart. Completely detached from her body, it gathered into a single invisible force. It seized the red bundle wrapped around Fabio, twisting it tighter and tighter until it had shrunk to the size of a one-carat diamond.

Then...

She hurled it with every ounce of strength she possessed toward the setting sun.

Fabio stumbled violently backward. It was as though someone standing behind him had grabbed him and yanked him away with tremendous force. Confusion flooded his red eyes.

Sophie's heartbeat slowed.

Then slowed again.

Until it was almost gone.

Darkness swallowed her vision. Her lips turned blue. Her human body had nearly reached its limit.

"Get away..." Her voice barely existed anymore. "Go... far away..."

Those became Sophie's final words.

A gentle breeze stirred beside her.

As though obeying her command...

Fabio truly left.

The moment her target disappeared, Sophie's resolve finally unraveled. No longer able to sustain them, the transparent threads that embodied her will scattered where they were, dissolving into an invisible nothingness.

Sophie knew she was dying.

Because she had already fallen into hell.

What a pity...

There were still so many blank spaces left in my life.

On May 2, 2005, Sophie Luca's brief human life ended alongside that brilliant sunset.

Unknown to anyone...

She walked alone toward the end of her life.

She was twenty-two years old.

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