The Life of the Voultri

"Jane?" The man says. I stop cold and look up at him. How did he know who I was?
"Who are you?" I say in a stern voice. This human could know what I am- and that would lead to exposure.
"James. James Darns." That name.. it sounded so familiar, but how?
My prey looked frightened as he looked deep into my bright red eyes.
"How do you know me?" I ask. Humans are supposed to be oblivious to the Voultri- and the members in it. Humans are supposed to be oblivious to vampires, period.
"I...uh...I have dreams about you. Your not normal- you... have a passion for putting people in pain. That's all I know."
This man- this beautiful man has dreams about me. What is this about? If Aro knew... he would automatically turn this man into a vampire. He already knows too much, but I need to protect him. Why? It's that gut feeling and the little voice in the back of my head tell in me so...
"Protect him." The little voice in my mind says. This is not normal...not normal at all.
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~ Jame's Perspective~
This beautiful creature was atop my lap, asking so many confusing questions. I thought she was just my imagination but she's real. She had blond curly hair and frightening red eyes and milky white skin. This immortal creature that came from my dreams- no nightmares, stood before me.
So many confusing thoughts passed through my mind as I sat there and just stared. WHAT exactly was she?

Dream from last night---
What was that? I look around me searching for the source of where the crunch had come from. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary- just woods. I keep walking until I hear a blood-curdling sream come from behind me. I turn around and run to the sound, wondering what it was. I walk upon a small clearing where I smell a very sweet scent.