Title: I Hate Everything About You.
Characters/Parings: Jane, Bella/Jane in later chapters.
Rating: R.
Jane rarely got angry, if ever. She was the most feared vampire of this generation (at least Jane thought so); other insignificant vampires coward before her in fear and respect. One smile and she could have the strongest of opponents withering in pain at her feet. She loved her work, loved the fear that radiated from the pathetic lower race known as humans. She rarely got angry, because there was nothing to be angry about.
Well, almost nothing. There was that one parasite that got away unharmed. How her gift had not worked on her, she'll never know. All she did know was that the human embarrassed her in front of everyone. Friends and even worse, her enemies had seen it. Aro had laughed.
(Jane doesn't care that Aro laughs at most things)
That Bella girl was going to pay, somehow, someway, she'd make her pay. Boy was she was angry now.
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Jane stood at the top of the hillside where most of the wealthy resided. Beautiful stone houses were planted at variouse places on this paticular hill. Jane loved it, no one could hear a thing up here. It was around 11, all the children in the city below would be asleep tucked away in there warm beds. To the human ear, you couldn't hear a thing. But to the vampire ear, Jane could hear the desperate cries of a mother who had lost her son. She screamed to seemingly no one, the city was deserted. It was a bad place to be after dark. She had just turned around for one second and her son had dissapeared.
Jane looked down at the boy and smiled.
He opened his mouth and let out yet another howling scream, his body shook in pain. Tears streaked down his slightly chubby cheeks, no doubt because of his pre-hormonal years. He must of been around 11, maybe 12. Jane didn't ask, didn't care.
Her smile grew into a smirk. When you've been working on your smile for over 300 years, you get pretty damn good at it. The little boy screamed louder.
He had come so willingly; had been hooked by her beauty, curios about the fair skinned girls blood red eyes and how they seemed to go darker with each passing second. He knew he shouldn't wonder off from mother, she would get worried and start crying. And yet, he couldn't leave the girl... Something about her made him follow her up the steps that lead to the rich families houses (he was never allowed there, his kind weren't welcome). Up up and up they went, till they reached the peak of the hill.
He didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't this. It had been at least 20 minuets since the pain started. Pain coursed through him, he felt like he was burning from the inside. He wanted it to stop, wanted the beautiful girl to help him, all she seemed to be doing was smiling at him. He wanted his mommy.
In hearing the boys cries of pain Jane let the pleasure wash though her. Oh how she loved dinner time. Her iris must of been coal black by now, she could feel the venom in her mouth getting thicker as she watched him thrash around in agony. Jane advanced on him, picked him up with one hand on the shoulder so that she was behind him, and went straight for the neck.
Her razor sharp teeth pierced his skin with hardly any pressure. The boy continued to scream, only this time the pain was real, which only made it worse. Jane sucked leisurely as she gulped the warm liquid down. She closed her eyes at the taste of it. Somehow they tasted much better when petrified. Jane continued to suck as she snaked her free hand around the child's jaw. She slowly pushed the side of his head towards herself, and then quickly snapped his head away from her. His neck snapped with a sharp crack. He died instantly. Jane didn't want anymore newborns running round. His head nearly got severed from his body, but Jane was careful not to do so. She still hadn't finished her meal.
She drank what was left of the blood, and dumped the body on the concrete. She'd get a servant to clear it up later. She could still hear the mother crying desperately. She smiled to herself, flirted with the idea of going down there, telling the crying woman that she'd found her son. He was up there, waiting for her. The woman would smile at Jane and run up the steps, only the breakdown at her sons very dead and disfigured mangled body. She would follow her up the steps an-
No.
Jane tried to recompose herself. Dinner time was over now, time to get back. There was a meeting on what would be done about the Bella situation.
Bella. Jane's memories of being humiliated flooded back to her. She stopped smiling to herself. Oh, Bella was going to pay. Jane marched back down the steps and towards Volterra.
A/N: This is my first story, so go easy on me please. It will eventually lead to Bella/Jane. I hope you didn't find Jane killing the little boy to disturbing, I just wanted to show her character and sadisctic personality. Like I said in the summary, I felt like Jane never really got her story told, or much screen time for such an awesome character, so I wrote this. Hope you like it :)
A/N 2: I know nothing plot-wise happend here, but give it time.