Vampires had been watching, what the media had dubbed, Lucifer. A overly stupid name, but, it was more threatening than her true name. Bella Swan, not that the world knew who she was. At first Aro, king of the vampires, had only been contemplating turning the vile sadistic woman. However after two weeks of his men stalking her every move, her every kill, and finding none of their powers worked on her, he knew, he had to have her. He, in his thousand years, had never come across another such as she. His devil, a person more evil than he could ever dream to be.

Her career has a serial arsonist and murderer had started when she was only thirteen, although, the cops, one of which was her very own father, had assumed it was done by someone older. Not to mention, they still believed the culprit to be male. She started with single victims, and she killed them in all sorts of ways. Castration, electrocution. Drowning, strangulation. Burning alive. Bombing even, she did everything. Bella found joy in the many forms of torture. She was a sadist, pure and simple. She liked to cause pain, fear, she wanted them to wish for death more than they had ever wished for anything else in their pitiful lives.

Aro's personal favorite was when she set loose a few saw scaled vipers inside of her high school locker room. Seventeen people had died. She'd only been a freshman when she had done that, she'd put herself in danger for the simple pleasure of knowing you were going to kill something in a painful, horrible manner. Even now she was not yet nineteen, and she was perfect. He'd never heard of another as sadistic as she, another who was so mentally sound, and yet, so magnificently evil. He knew that Bella didn't have a compulsion to kill, she didn't have to. She just did, because she could get away with it, and because she liked it. He wanted Bella Swan as much as Bella Swan wanted to rip the organs and intestines of her victims and play with them. So he sent his two best men out, they were going to turn her, or kill her. But he hoped, oh how he hoped, that she would be brought to him. She was more than an Angel. She was Satan reincarnated, and he wanted to control the evil the burned within her.

Blood splattered against the white walls and the ceilings. Bella smiled, her teeth sparkling in the dim light. Her victim fell the floor, crying in pain as blood was pumped out of his body and into the air. She laughed as he struggled to beg for his life, this was what got her blood pumping. What got her heart racing, what made her feel alive. She kicked him a few times, until she was sure he had bled out, and then turned to look at his wife and children. Who were all bound and gagged. Tears streaming down their frightened faces.

"Now, now now, who will I have next? How should I kill you? Slow? Painful? Both? Or should I be merciful?" Bella began to laugh at that, like she could be merciful. The three people still breathing cried in front of her.

She grabbed the wife next, her clothes were ripped off of her in milliseconds. Leaving the wife still bound, and trying to scream against the duct tape over her mouth. Bella used the same knife she'd gutted the womans husband with on her, cutting just deep enough to bleed all over her body, toying with the woman. Bleeding her out slowly so she could cherish the kill. Of course, in the end she too had to die. Which was when Bella took one of the couple's daughters.

The daughter had it worse, as Bella had grown tired of the knife. Instead she had twisted the fifteen or sixteen year old girls arm behind her back until her shoulder had popped and her arm had broken so badly part of her bone was jutting out of her skin. She had then taken a pair of bolt cutters and settled into cutting her fingers off. She was slathered in blood, as was the entire room, at this point. The death blow was from Bella prying her mouth open, and slamming the knife down her throat until her hand had fully entered the girls mouth.

The last girl looked no older than ten, and had succumbed to unconsciousness thanks to her immense fear. She would be no fun for Bella, so Bella simply shot her between the eyes and began her clean-up process. She had worn gloves, and she doubted any hairs had fallen, but she did love clean up. She began to douse the room with gasoline, making a trail down the stairs. She smiled once again as she lit a match, and tossed it at the stairs, and watched the flame climb upwards. She turned and walked away, a satisfied grin on her face. Tonight had been a good night for her. A good night indeed.

The morning light was just starting to rain down on her as she walked down the street, when she was suddenly pulled into an alleyway by two men with blood red eyes. They were so strong, and there strength excited Bella. No man had been able to grab her like that, and they had nearly broken her wrists in their light holds. She knew, instinctively, that these could be there killers. A killer better than herself. This night only kept getting better.

"We come to offer you two things, an immortal life doing as you please, killing as you please, or a quick death. Which would you prefer" Purred the taller of the two men, the one with his large hand wrapped around her throat.

"To die is nothing. To live is nothing. Do as you will, I will die with the knowledge I've spent my time wisely, or give me this immortality and I shall spend the rest of my days torturing the souls that strand this earth" Was Bella's crooked smiled reply.

The men didn't answer, just shared a look before they both sank their teeth into opposite sides of her neck, draining her of her her blood, and infecting her with venom. The burn hit her immediately, and she laughed through the pain. Death was meant to be painful, and she enjoyed it. She in fact loved the burn that ran through her body. She closed her eyes and cherished the orgasmic pain as it flowed through her, she doubted anything could be as good as this. She didn't even notice as the duo took her halfway across the country.

When she next awoke she was laying upon the softest silk, in a bed made of gold . The mattress felt like a cloud beneath her ass. She sat up quickly, disappointed the pain had ceased. She felt very hungry, and she gulped down the saliva that was pooling in her mouth at the scent from the young man tied up next to the door. A bow placed on his head. A gift, for her. She got up, and was at him in a second. The sensation of moving that fast was odd, yet, felt so right. She grabbed him roughly, crushing his wrist into a gooey bloody splintered mess. She laughed, this strength was new, but she loved it. She grabbed the screaming man's other arm, more gently, but she still could feel his bone break in her hold. She pulled him up and pulled him to her, and she bit into his neck thanks to her instinct. His blood sated her hunger, but not her need to kill. She needed more victims, and needed to know where she was.

She didn't have to go far, the two men who had altered her into this vampire like creature were outside of her door. She recognized them, they were the killers that had done this to her. They had given her this new power, and for that she was thankful. So, for now, she decided not to use this new power, this form of supernatural likeness, to murder them. She mentally acknowledged that she would probably kill them eventually.

"Welcome to your new life, the king of vampires, Master Aro, would like to see you now that you've finished with the change." Said the shorter male. Bowing his head slightly as he spoke with her, the taller male bowed his head as well.

"He is Demetri. And I am Shawn. We are happy to be selected as your guard." So the Taller one was Shawn. Bella shrugged. Named or not she was still likely to kill them eventually, especially considering she wanted to be the best.

The walk to the room with the king of vampires, at least Bella now knew what she was, still a monster, but an inhuman one. She liked that, and considering the sunlight drifted in through the windows she didn't have to worry about burning up in it. She eyed everything as she passed it, the castle was beautiful with its winding halls and dark entranceways. The suits of armor seemed as though they would come alive at any moment to try and kill her, keyword, try. Bella smirked as she thought, there was nothing that could kill her now. She was immortal, and had every day of eternity to kill, to maim, and to do as she pleased. Was there anything else in this world she could ever want?

Blood and death had always been her drive in life, and now they were an even bigger drive. She was death, and she was going to call on the entirety of the human race. And anything else she could come across. She even thought, why not kill this Master Aro. After all, he was nothing more than a pawn to her. She stepped into the throne room, already planning the vampire king's execution. Her only question was, when would she have his head, when would she have his throne. Timing was going to be important on this one. Then again, she had the rest of eternity to decide. Oh, eternity was going to be fun. She wondered if she could kill every last human left on the miserable planet.

"You'll be sorry" Thought Bella to herself as she stepped in front of the king. "Making me what I am, that was your worst mistake" She smiled at Aro, as he stepped down. He gripped her hand.

"Your thoughts are hidden to me" He said sadly. Bella thought that was a good thing, after all, she was plotting his demise. "No matter, your powers are vast. We must find what they are" Aro let go of her hand. "What are your plans now that you are a vampire?

Powers. If she had powers, that made her even more deadly. And Bella liked that thought, she wanted to be the most venomous, most dangerous, most deadly thing to have ever walked the dreadful hunk of rock that was named earth. Strength, speed, immortality, these already had her in awe. But the thought of powers, now that got her brain pounding. What kind did she have? Could they help her to torture her victims? The thought sent pleasurable chills down her spine. She knew, that somehow, Aro had the power of reading one's thoughts. Probably through touch, and she was immune. A shield of some sort. Useful against vampires it seems, btu it would not help her to torture, torment, and to slaughter. She needed something that would cause excruciating pain, something to cut, burn, or peel the flesh of a person off their very bones.

"I want the world to suffer" Bella's voice was slick like honey, but malicious enough that Aro thought someone was walking over his grave. "I will be seeing you again, but for now, I need amusement. I need to have someone screaming at my feet"

The king stared as she left, her two guards following her. She was a vampire, and he wasn't sure why, but she scared him. But his fear didn't override his fatherly love towards her, she was his greatest achievement. He'd found her, he'd had her turned. He'd made the evilest, heinous, malicious person alive into a vampire. A vampire who was going to make the world suffer, and all he could do, was sit back and watch. Aro felt so much pride, he wondered how long it would take for her to turn on her guards, that too would amuse him. He wanted to know the full extent of her power, of her evil. He anxiously awaited news of her next kill.

A/N: So what do you think? I'm trying to downgrade her evil and not go into detail in her kills, just enough detail to let you guys know she really is fucking evil you know?