The Righteous Side of Hell, a twilight fanfic

The Rightious Side of Hell

A/N This is for those that have given so much only to be left behind. I don't own the song or the Charecters used. They belong to Stephanie Meyer. The song Five Finger Death Punch... Enjoy.

JPOV

I was born to be a warrior I faught and was willing to die for what I thought was right then she came and took that from me gave me an inmeasurable amount of strength speed and sight. She told me I fight for her now. I tried to flee...it cost me my arms.

I spoke to God today, and she said that she's ashamed.
What have I become, what have I done?
I spoke to the Devil today, and he swears he's not to blame.
And I understood, cause I feel the same.

I've been under Marias' Thumb for ten years... I guess I proved more useful than she first thought normally we don't make it past our first year much less month. Today Peter and I are in charge of the culling. Our army is to large and most of these ones are past their mark...

Arms wide open, I stand alone.
I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone.
Right or wrong, I can hardly tell.
I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell.
The wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, righteous side of hell.

This is slowly killing me the pain of my victims the suffering of the burn they endour only to die a second death at my hands... Its enogh to drive someone crazy perhaps I am and just haven't realized it yet. Peter is pratallying on about how some of the newborns could be saved when he knows we have orders they all have to go. I call the next one.

"Charlotte, could you come here Peter and I need to discuss something with you." As soon as she turned the corner Peter told her to run. He crouched and prepared to fight me to give this girl time to escape I suppose. I shook my head sent him acceptance and turned my back... They escaped...I was tortured for disobiedience and allowing them to do so. I could careless. So long as someone could have a life free of this I will do what it takes.

I heard from God today, and she sounded just like me.
What have I done, and who have I become.
I saw the Devil today, and he looked a lot like me.
I looked away, I turned away!

Peter came back a year later and helped me escape her clutches... Together we ripped her apart, and set the place ablaze it was a wonderful sight. For once I was at peace no more fear no more pain just calm.

I'm not defending, downward descending,
Falling further and further away!
Getting closer every day!

For twenty plus years we wondered and did as we pleased that is until I met that sweet Pixie of mine. She brings me Closer to Heaven everyday, but I'm still to close to hell.

I'm getting closer every day, to the end.
To the end, the end, the end,
I'm getting closer every day!