Fired Souls

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Summary: During the Cullens' little baseball game that Edward invited Bella to, James' coven comes along. But, not everything is what it seems with Bella Swan and James.

Warnings: Maybe some course language. Some sexual situations. Some violence. INCEST. THERE IS INCEST IN THIS STORY.

AN: This is just a trial story that I wanted to attempt out. I had this in my mind for just a day and a half, but it kept bugging me, so here I am.

PS: Due to 's update that is on the home page that was added just today actually; I will try to not add details of sexual situations of the graphic nature. I haven't been doing that, but I am keeping to 's guidelines.

I also don't know if I will continue this story, but I am going to do as much as I can. No promises.

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Warning: there is INCEST in this story. Don't like it? Don't read it.

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Avoid them.

Just avoid them.

He doesn't remember me.

He doesn't.

I tried to keep my mind going the same direction as I kept my eyes away from the gaze of the vampire introduced as James.

That was his name. I was surprised that he remembered it so well. I wondered if he remembered his last name. Or me for that matter.

From that look I avoided, I guessed he tried to remember. I always knew that look. His curious look that he had since I could remember. But once he was curious: he wouldn't stop until he got his answers. It seems in his next life, that hadn't changed one bit.

Edward knew who James was.

I had told him about the man I called brother. Edward knew about the man who cared for me unlike my mother. He knew about the man who was virtually my everything.

Until he disappeared one night.

He hadn't come back for days, and when he did; he had those red-eyes that somehow still held the love, desire, and protective look.

His promise to watch over me had been kept.

James protected me without anyone really knowing.

I knew though. I always knew.

I knew it was James holding me those nights I cried when my mom was gone.

I knew it was James who wrote me those secret letters, and sent me those gifts that my mom thought were from a secret admirer for me.

I knew it was James all along.

Feeling James there when I was in Phoenix, knowing he sent me letters and gifts, knowing that he was protecting me from afar was so different than actually seeing him now.

But here he was. With two other vampires named Laurent and Victoria.

James told me about the two vampires he called family. The two vampires who stuck with him and made a clan with.

I wondered if they knew me at all. But knowing James' headstrong attitude, Victoria and Laurent would know me and anything James let out about me. Which would have been a lot if I was avoiding the correct James' eyes.

I felt those cold hands of Edward's wrap just a little more snug around my waist. I thought that Edward must be reading James' mind, and it was about me. That, or he knew what I was thinking somehow.

Edward couldn't read my mind, but he just knew what I was thinking somehow. I didn't know what it was, but I hadn't complained once, and neither had he.

I ignored the conversation between Carlisle and Laurent with Victoria jumping in at times about the land being claimed and leading the human's East. She must have been talking about my dad and his police force. They had been looking for a man's killer that was the work of some wolves.

I knew that information was incorrect, and so did the Cullens.

It was vampires, and the work of James and his clan for their meal most likely.

I felt those red-eyes of James keeping locked onto me. I didn't met him back. I knew once I looked, there was no turning back and letting him go again.

Once I had him in my hands, he wouldn't be leaving. He must know that, so why was he trying to catch my eyes.

The color that used to be his own.

I avoided those eyes and held on to Edward's arms with my hands to at least keep myself stabilized somehow, though it didn't work. I felt those eyes boring into me. With those soul searching eyes that always knew truth from lies when looked into my own.

''Will you not look at me?''

I heard his voice. That smooth, easy flowing voice that held those deep tenors. Not too deep, but deep enough to always make me answer a question.

Always able to make me break down my walls I had build over my lifetime.

Always able to make me melt in ways that were scorned by society.

Always gentle with me.

Just always.

I stayed quiet in Edward's understanding arms. He knew about the things in between James and I, but he never turned away from me.

Edward stayed comforting.

Edward stayed understanding.

Edward stayed listening to me day in and day out.

Edward stayed.

He simply stayed.

I heard that sigh of his. The signal of his sadness, frustration, anger, and sometimes pleasure.

The thing society scorned.

''Always so stubborn.''

I heard James again. I could hear the light humor in his voice. He was always amused by the stubbornness I gave out. Yet, it never irritated him with how stubborn headed I was at times.

''We ask that you leave our land.''

I head Carlisle tell James' clan gently. I knew this must have made them a little curious from the feeling of Alice's eyes looking at me.

I stayed inside Edward's arms that continued to hold me. These arms were the only thing keeping me from breaking.

Edward must have known that. He always just knew that.

''Of course. This is, after all, claimed land.''

I heard James state.

''I will see you again. Make no mistake. You never could hide from me for very long. Until next time, dear sister of mine.''

I heard James say his goodbyes before I could faintly hear the rustle of air that signaled that James' clan left at vampire speed.

I stayed quiet.

I knew that every Cullen was looking at me with obvious question.

Questions I didn't think I could answer.

''I'm taking Bella out of Forks. Alice, plan everything out perfectly. Emmett, drive to Bella's house to drop her and I off to pack.''

I heard Edward tell calmly. He knew when to be gentle with his voice with me.

He knew when to tone the voice volume down.

Edward just knew.

''Alright, bro. Let's go. I'll meet up with you guys at the house in five.''

I could hear Emmett tell the other Cullens who must have agreed. I didn't hear their answers due to Edward lifting me up carefully and gently in his arms to run us to Emmett's monster of a Jeep.

I felt the cold hands of Edward strap my body in the Jeep so I wouldn't move due to the velocity of the wind whipping about us. I knew Edward's mind set.

He wanted me to leave Forks to stay away from James' obvious plan of coming back for me.

I didn't know why Edward was doing this, but it did know this:

What James Swan wanted, James Swan received.

With or without a fight.


''We'll have the chance to leave Forks, and out of James' comfort zone.''

I heard Edward state so surely.

Why did Edward think that escaping James was so important? I now wished to see James.

Feel those strong arms that he always wrapped around me when I was scared.

The strong arms that held me when I had cried at night.

The strong arms that had held me just to feel me in the way society scorned.

The strong arms that loved me despite the way society had scorned us for the love we held for one another.

''I agree with Ed. We have to take the chance.''

I could hear Emmett agree with Edward's plan to rid James of my trail.

Why were they trying to rid James of me? James was my life. Even in his un-death, James was my everything.

As much as I loved Edward, James was just mine to hold back then. I knew if I made eye contact with him earlier today; I would have done what ever he wished of me.

If he wanted to me leave with him and his clan: I would have.

If he wanted me to stay with him: I would have.

If he wanted me to love him: I would have within a heart beat.

If James wanted me: I would want him back without him even having to say anything.

I still did want him like I had him growing into my teens. Even without my mom knowing he was there with me, he showed that loyalty to me that I had never seen before.

He wanted so bad to stay with me those years, but he didn't. I don't know why, but I didn't question either. It seemed so wrong to question James' judgment on something. Even as a child I didn't question him. He was always there to lead me, and I was there to just follow him.

It was natural.

Oh so natural.

''We can take her while Rose throws him off. We can at least get her out of Washington before he realizes anything.''

I hear Jasper jump in confidently.

It seems that everyone was just so sure that James would just be tricked.

If I wasn't able to play James: no one was able to. It just wasn't very plausible for the perfect Swan to be fooled.

Swans were prideful after all. They wouldn't allow themselves to be played like that.

Not a true Swan that is.

James was a true blooded Swan. He had the blood so purely inside of him. Even in un-death; James had the Swan blood so purely bred into him and it would never leave him without force on his part alone.

James was the perfect bred Swan that still lived in a sense, and I was sure that he still had the pride imbedded into him. He wouldn't allow himself to lose.

He wouldn't allow something he wanted to leave his reach.

I was no excuse.

I was James' property in a sense.

But I didn't seem to have a problem with that at all.

Another thing society scorned.

I felt Edward's eyes turn to me, and I looked up to him to see that look on his face.

That question showing on his face. The same question of my loyalty to James,who showed nothing but loyalty that I had never seen before to me.

''Bella, tell me what you're thinking.''

I heard him plead. He always wanted to know what I was thinking. Unable to read my mind at times frustrated him at times. He longed to be able to know what was running through my ''complicating'' mind.

I wondered whether to tell him the whole truth, or just a little white lie that I was able to get away with. If he knew, he wouldn't let me even think of seeing my brother again, who I knew was somewhere in this town.

James wouldn't remain in Forks at all. I knew he came back to Forks for me most likely, but he wouldn't stay in the town he hated with a passion.

I wasn't going to stay here either. I already hurt my father with my mother's own words when she had left him. It gave me time to leave without him stopping me, but that pain of hurting Charlie was now stabbed inside my heart. The man didn't deserve that pain of those words said again.

I was my mother all over again.

''I know James, Edward. Better than you do. Reading his mind won't tell you what he's truly thinking of. He's perfect like that.''

I told him surely. I knew Edward had read his mind, and thought that whatever he thought of was his plan.

It wasn't. Not at all.

''James perfects himself everyday. He learns new tricks for every possible scenario he can think of. He can outmaneuver you all so quickly; you would never even know it. He likes to deceit people. Make them think one thing, so he can do something else. He's just that good.''

I told him just as serious. Perhaps I wasn't telling it all.

But I honestly didn't think they needed to know it all.

James was a private person after all. He liked his privacy. He hid nothing from me, and I hid nothing from him.

But that didn't mean I could blab everything to someone else who wanted me away from him.

From where I belonged.

''What do you suggest, Bella? Give us some help here.''

Alice pleaded with those topaz eyes going wide.

I wondered if I should.

I wanted James back. I wanted him in my arms.

I wanted to feel James.

I wanted to touch James.

I wanted James.

I wanted to make James proud of me. I loved Edward, but James was my only thing to live for. Even in his un-death:

James Swan was my all.

''You can't all leave Forks right away. Charlie would get suspicious if you all left at the same time I did. So, Jasper and Alice can take me to a hotel for a few days to lay low in, I guess. Than the rest of you can meet up with us in Phoenix. I don't think James will head back to Phoenix. He hates Phoenix like he hates Forks, if not less.''

I told Edward. He seemed to agree with me by that nod of his, and his family moving about now.

I watched on as they all eventually disappeared besides Carlisle, Edward, Alice and Jasper. It seems that Alice and Jasper are taking to my suggestion, and taking me back to Phoenix: a place I swore to never go back to for so many reasons.

I guessed that destiny called, and I was answering it fully.

All for James, who I knew was somewhere nearby waiting for something. He was perfect like that.

He always knew what to do.

He always knew how to do it.

He just always knew.

Swans were perfect like that.

''Bella, I know James is your family, but don't do anything rash without talking first. He's most likely not the same James you knew as a child. What's more is he's a red-eye. Anything could happen. Just keep with Alice and Jasper.''

I heard Carlisle tell me in that gentle voice of his.

He really didn't know James at all. James stayed the perfect Swan as a vampire, even as a red-eye.

James would never hurt me. I knew that so well.

He came back to me as a vampire to comfort me with no one knowing.

He comforted me when I cried.

He cared for me when I was sick and my mom didn't care.

He stayed with me when I was alone.

He comforted me when I was scared.

He loved me in ways society scorned, and in ways I loved.

James was still the same man I knew when I was a child growing up. They just didn't know it.

''I know, Carlisle. But I do know James. Even as a vampire, James doesn't have it in him to kill me. You couldn't even yell at me when I was a child. It hurt him too much to do so. I have no doubt he could easily torture me, but he wouldn't kill me.''

I told Carlisle.

I knew James would never hurt me. He couldn't even think of doing it.

I was his to protect.

I was his to love.

I was his to keep.

In ways that society scorned.

Yet, I didn't care.

What James Swan wanted, James Swan received.

I was no exception to this rule and way of life.

I didn't want to be.

''All the same, Bella. Do not do anything rash.''

Carlisle told me softly.

''I won't Carlisle.''

I told him what he wanted to hear. Carlisle seemed to agree with my agreeing to his order.

I walked to back door of Alice's car with Edward who stopped me from getting in to speak to me.

''Try to listen to Carlisle, Bella. I may not know James like you do, but red-eyes only have so much tolerance to humans. Be careful, and think through everything you do two steps ahead. Plan ever scenario you can think of flawlessly.''

Edward asked me.

Perhaps he knew what I wished of. Either way, I knew James would get what he wanted, no matter this little game of chase we were playing with each other with so many more players that we used to have. Most of the time when I was younger, it was only James and I playing this chase game.

Back then though; I was brave enough to look at James and not worry about breaking down.

''Don't worry, Edward. Swans are bred perfectly. Our pride doesn't allow us to lose.''

I told him.

I knew I didn't have to explain that old saying that was built within our family that had been alive for many years.

Edward simply knew, and from Carlisle's looks: he knew as well.

I should have known I wouldn't escape Carlisle's wide knowledge and genius mind. My family was able to hide themselves, but sometimes we just couldn't escape.

Society scorns us all, but Swans just don't care.

I didn't care.

I knew I would see James again. I just had to be patient.


Done. Does everyone enjoy how I wrote it?

Well, if you don't: don't read it.

I know it's short. But it was like a prolog I guess I can call it.

There's really like a few pairings in here for Bella, but I think I will chose James/Bella for the main pairing. Just because it fits so well, and it's what I am aiming for.

I have NEVER done a James/Bella story if you have read my other stories. I do hope at lease some people tell me what they think of it, but again, I don't expect people to review. That's your choice. I will still write, and will still enjoy my story.

Like I said, this is just a trail story. I want to see what I can do for a few chapters, and see if I can really write out the story like I want to.

Don't like what I've written? Leave this story, don't review, and don't come back.

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