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Time Heals: Best Use Of Scars in a fic and best Vampsper

Two Weeks: Best Jasper 180

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Remember this is a different POV and shows how completely different this will be from Time Heals. It is short, but that's how it had to be.

This one starts everything in motion. I will warn you it does contain a forced intercourse in the last little bit so skip that part if you don't want to read.

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"Oh my sweet don't cry," I purred running a fingernail down her cheek. "This will only hurt for a moment."

The girl looked at me, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were pleading for the life that would soon drain from her body as I pulled her hair back, exposing the pulsing vein of her neck.

She whimpered, but didn't beg. It wouldn't have helped her anyway. Running my nose along her jugular I took a deep breath, holding it in and savoring the rich smell. She was going to taste so good. Curling my lips back I opened my mouth and sank my razor sharp teeth through the silky skin, drawing a deep pull, coaxing a moan from my chest. God she tasted better than I expected.

I felt her hands slacken from where they were clutching my shirt first. Then they fell limply to her side. Her legs gave out next; the rest of her body following right behind as I felt the beginning of the end. Two more deep pulls and a last gasp of air escaped her lungs as the last traces of her blood flowed down my throat. Unlatching my teeth I licked my lips savoring the lingering flavor.

I heard the approaching footsteps as I dropped the girl at my feet, kicking her lifeless form to the side.

I didn't wait for the knock. "Come in."

"Pardon me mistress, but Riley has returned. He says he has found what you need." Matthew said looking around the door.

"Excellent. While I speak with him take care of the trash." I said nodding toward the girl.

"Yes mistress." He said coming into the room as I passed by him.

Walking at a slow pace to where I knew Riley would be I thought about how he better be right. I'd waited to damn long.

It had been almost ten years since the Cullen's and their little human pet had been brought to my attention. It had been a surprise to see such a large and protective coven and I wanted nothing more in that moment than to tear it apart.

At first I'd wanted to just take a newborn army and decimate everyone, but that wouldn't be too much fun. After all they had too many gifts. Gifts that I had seen before and knew the power behind. So I decided that when I did go after them I would have gifts of my own. I also wanted someone by my side who would just make their deaths that much sweeter.

I recruited first, finding in four months months two gifts that would help me. Jesse had no scent, so he could watch from afar. Add Bailey to the mix with her ability to block powers and no one would be the wiser. I was all set to have them watch indefinitely, keeping tabs until I was ready, but the Cullen's outsmarted me.

When my minions returned to that little Podunk town they had disappeared, leaving the brown-haired bitch behind. I could have killed her and had almost given the order until Jesse told me what he had overheard. She was heartbroken the poor pathetic baby and barely functioned anymore. She missed the family and they were the reason for her depression.

There was no more fun in killing her right now, but if I destroyed the family and it got back to her it might be fun watching her spiral out of control before I eventually killed her too. I left her be, not knowing at the time I should have just killed her when I had the chance. Instead I focused my attention on finding them.

I could have gone to the Volturi and requested the help of their tracker, but Carlisle Cullen had been with them at one point and even though it had been hundreds of years since he left they still had respect and awe for his way of life. It would have been suicide on my part.

It took six fucking years to find the family on my own. They were larger now and the brown haired whore was back with them. I still don't know how the fuck that happened but it didn't matter anymore. She would die, especially now. I should have kept a better eye on her, but I had been so wrapped up in my search that I didn't even think about sending someone back to Forks. If I had I would have found the family sooner and that pissed me right the fuck off. It was stupid on my part and a mistake and caused two family lines to cease to exist before my anger cooled, but if Riley was correct it was one that would be rectified soon. Because if this one could do what I needed her to do then so much more pleasure would be derived from killing the family. Yes they were stronger than before, but with him we could do it.

He would be by my side again and I would have the absolute delight of dancing around the fire after he tore them apart, saving her for last of course.

Once I had them back in my sights I didn't let them go. Jesse and Bailey have been there for four years now waiting for the moment I will need them. And it looks like that moment has finally come or so help me I was killing every fucking vampire in my service and starting over from scratch.

Finally making it to the room I needed I pushed the door open. Riley was standing in the middle of the room with an African-American female vampire. This would be interesting.

"Out," I growled to the other vampires standing against the wall.

The ghosted out no questions asked.

When the door banged shut I turned my attention back to the two left and said, "So you can do what I need you to do?"

"Yes," The woman spoke, her voice deep.

"Are you sure? I had two others say the same thing and they are dead now. What makes you think you can?"

"I've done it before."

"Really? Can it be reversed? By your death maybe or perhaps another spell?"

"My death will not break one of my spells. I am good at what I do and should I ever die my work will remain. However I do not know of another method that can break it. One has yet shown itself and it would have to be something more powerful than death. Do you know of such a power?"

"I do not. This makes me very happy. What are you though that you can accomplish this? I have tried a gypsy and a witch."

"There was your mistake. Gypsy's are just a nomadic caravan who have nothing better to do than peddle their lies. Witches do not exist. They are just folklore used to scare little children. I am very much real though. In my former life I was called a Bokor, a voodoo priestess. Even then my spells and hexes were feared and I was the queen of my village. When I became a vampire my powers grew."

"Why have you agreed to provide me with your services?"

"Why not? It has been a boring few years. This spell has been always been my favorite. The aftermath very entertaining to witness."

I smiled, little did she know when the spell was complete she would die. I did not need her to turn on me if she is as powerful as she says.

"Do I need to provide anything?"

"Just something that belonged to the one you want returned to you. Everything else I have."

"Riley," I said. "My closet."

He nodded once and slipped out the door returning seconds later and handing the jacket to me. "This was his." I said inhaling the scent that still lingered after all these years.

"It will be destroyed in the process."

"He will be here though so that is fine."

"Very well. It will take the night and most of tomorrow to prepare.

"That will give me a chance to get to where I will be needed. I will call when I'm in place."

She nodded.

"Riley show her where she can set her things up and then return to my room. I'll be waiting."

I watched both of them run from the room before I made my way to the basement, calling Bree as I went.

When she joined me at the bottom of the stairs I made my way through the warm bodies, looking over them.

Finding the one I wanted I pointed, "Her. Bathe her and bring her to me naked. I do not have to warn you on tasting do I?"

"No mistress."

"Good." I said turning back to the stairs.

Riley knocked soon after I got to my room.

"You wanted me to join you Mistress."

"Yes, you have done a good job Riley. I have a surprise for you, but first come here." I said motioning with my finger.

He walked to stand in front of me. Grabbing the front of his shirt I ripped it off his body. "I thought we could have a little fun while we wait."

"Yes mistress." He said.

"I want it rough and hard."

"Against the wall?"

"You are learning." I answered with a smirk before being slammed into the wall and my clothes ripped from my body.

He was sheathed inside of me in seconds, pumping his hard cock; my legs around his waist.

"Harder." I grunted. "If I were a human it should be enough force to kill me."

"Yes mistress." He said picking up his speed.

Midway through our session a knock came at the door.

"Enter," I groaned looking toward the door when it opened.

The young girl started crying immediately. "Thank you Bree; make sure she watches, so she knows what is coming."

"Yes mistress."

The girl's tears and accelerated heartbeat spurred my orgasm on. Looking her in the eyes I found my release and felt the sharp sting as Riley bit into my neck, his own pleasure washing over him. When his spasms stopped I dropped my legs from their position.

"Leave us Bree."

"Yes mistress."

"Are you ready for your surprise my sweet?"

"Yes mistress."

I waved my hand to the girl. "She is yours. I was saving her for him, he always preferred brown hair and brown eyes, but I will find him another."

"Thank you."

"Do what you wish. I will be here." I said settling in a chair and throwing a leg over the arm.

My fingers started tracing my stomach and chest as he stalked the young girl. She tried in vain to run, stupid girl.

Picking her up he threw her to the bed and was on her in seconds. Her scream as he slammed into her warmth caused my fingers to go lower.

Each bone I heard break and each scream that pierced the air made my fingers work faster. I heard the feral growl as Riley shot his seed into her, but it was the tearing of her flesh that sent me into my second orgasm.

When he had drained her and removed himself I stood. "You did well. It is time for me to go now. I will return in a few days. You know what to do after my call."

"Yes mistress and thank you again."

I nodded once and pointed to the bed. "Take that and go."

He bowed slightly and picked the girl up from the bed before running out the door.

I dressed quickly and then packed a small bag. Once finished I ran to the entrance ignoring those around me. Finding a car I broke the window. Settling in the driver's seat I hotwired it and drove to the airport.

With a little coercing I was on a flight in just a couple hours. Relaxing into the seat I couldn't help but smile. Soon I would have him back.

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