Aro was taking a stroll along the corridor. In the castle. Of the same ole city. Man, he needed to get out more. Everything was quiet: Just the way he liked it. There was no...atleast not new...trouble with the Cullen family. No trouble meant no worry.

Well, that was about to change in three...

Two...

One...

Quick, but hurried footsteps entered his sense of hearing. They were coming right towards him. Aro braced himself for an attack. There's hardly a chance of an attack but there was no harm in being careful. Perhaps it was Felix running around. He usually did those kinds of wretched things.

But surprisingly, it wasn't that big oaf Felix. Instead, Jane ran around the corner. Aro relaxed a little when he saw her and was about to ask what was wrong when Jane, without giving Aro any notice, ran right past him. He felt a little offended. With lightning quick speed that comes naturally to a vampire, Aro snatched the small girl by the hood of her cloak. Jane let out a yelp of alarm, lost her balance, and fell on her butt. Aro had started to drag her to her feet when Jane automatically began struggling, obviously not knowing who was holding her. He growled and grabbed her by the back neck roughly, making her look up at him.

Jane tensed when she saw him. "Oh...uh..h-hello sir..."

Aro narrowed his crimson red eyes at her and said calmly, "What is wrong with you,dear?" He wondered what ever had made her worked up like this. Hardly anything could make Jane actually scared.

She opened her mouth to answer but was interrupted by the sound of an angry voice. "JANE!" Aro blinked. That sounded like...

Jane tried to struggle out of Aro's grip which was still firmly held on the back her neck. Aro dropped her on her stomach. She instinctively crawled behind him, hiding.

Aro looked up as he heard a new pair of footsteps coming towards them angrily. He looked to where Jane was cowering behind his leg. "Jane...what did you do?" She whimpered softly.

Caius came stomping around the corner looking totally pissed off. His pale face was actually red. But that was not what Aro noticed. His hair. Caius's hair. His hair was blue.

"Oh...my." Aro's mouth hanged open. Caius narrowed his eyes at him.

"This. Isn't. Funny," He seethed through his fangs. He caught notice of Jane hiding behind Aro and growled. She shrank back. "She did this!" Caius yelled, not taking his blood-red eyes off her.

Aro looked down at her calmly. "Is that true, child?" He obviously was trying not to make her as scared than she already was. Jane glanced up at her master quickly and nodded. Caius hissed.

"That's not all of what she did." He continued. "She also called me a jerk and a b-ch to society!" Aro had looked up to acknowledge his co-leader's words but he now glared down to where Jane was trying to smother her laughter as Caius said those words.

So much for trying not to terrify her.

Aro cuffed Jane hard on the head. "Ow!" She cried, rubbing the side of her head. He grabbed her by the back of the neck again, nearly lifting the twelve year old (give or take a few centuries) off her feet. Jane winced. Man, there was going to be a bad bruise on her neck tomorrow. Well, if that was possible. (Don't think it is)

He put her down steadily. Caius looked like he was ready to rip her head off. "Brother, let me handle this." Aro met his co-leader's eyes. Caius looked, for a second, that he was going to object but just growled and stomped off.

Aro sighed. "Now, Jane will you-Jane? Jane!" He then noticed Jane trying to sneak off. Jane mumbled something and turned and walked back. He took her by the arm and almost dragged her down the hall.

"H-Hey! Master, what are you..?"

"Jane, if you were smart you'd shut your mouth." Aro sounded serious. Which was a first. Aro was almost never serious. At that moment, Heidi strolled around the corner and at the sight of Jane being dragged helplessly down the hall, she barely managed to hide her grin.

"Having fun, Jane?" She asked. Jane shot her a dark look. Heidi giggled and continued past them.

They entered a large room and Jane pulled her arm free. Aro shut the door and walked to a black leather couch. He sat. Jane looked at him, confused. Where was this going? "Jane, come here please." She slowly made her way towards her master.

Before she knew what was happening, Aro has grabbed her wrist and pulled the small girl over his lap. Jane let out a little yelp of shock. "Master! What are you doing?"

"It's simple Jane. I'm going to give you an old-fashioned spanking." Aro said, as if it were nothing more than a small exchange. Jane gulped. A few days ago, she saw Alec squirming in his seat. He had said that Caius had given him a spanking of course she didn't believe that. Now, laying on Aro's lap, she did.

"But you can't! I-It was just a joke!" She pleaded.

"I know that, dear. But this attitude of yours had gone on long enough. Ever since we left the Cullens with Renesmee, you've been a pain." He explained. "You deserve this." With that, Aro pulled down her pants. Jane whimpered and tried pushing herself up. Aro kept a hand on her back and pushed her head into the leather.

"You may cry or complain as much as you wish, but do not kick your legs or try to escape. And while I'm thinking about it, don't use your power either. Keep in mind, this is going to hurt." Jane didn't say anything. Aro nodded and paused for a moment as he noticed something: Jane was certainly the scrawniest twelve year old he'd ever seen.

Aro straightened his fingers and held them close to each other, creating a paddle of sorts.

SMACK! Aro slapped the area he had been resting his hand on.

SMACK! He swatted the other cheek.

SMACK! Back to the first side, Aro was surprised at the mild sting in his hand.

SMACK! Another swat on the second cheek, and he noticed that Jane was twitching from the pain.

SMACK! One more spank.

SMACK! This one came quicker than the others.

SMACK! That one kept the same brief interval as the last.

SMACK! Aro continued spanking in this rhythm.

SMACK! Jane's leg muscles were starting to stiffen.

SMACK! Her bottom seemed to shift in a vain effort to avoid his chastisement.

Spurred on by that small sign of resistance, Aro began to spank Jane harder. To this point, she had not complained, though he could hear a few muffled whimpers dying to escape. Something in him felt compelled to bring those cries out of Jane, so he picked up the pace again.

After about a minute of this, Jane's resistance finally ended, and each swat was followed with a yelp of pain from the young guard. Every "Ouch!" grew increasingly louder, yet Jane did not ask for a reprieve, so Aro did not let up.

SMACK! "OUCH!"

SMACK! "OUUCH!"

SMACK! "OUUUCHHH!"

Jane was starting to tremble under his intense discipline, but did her best to hold still. The small parts of his bottom that weren't covered by the underwear were turning hot pink, and Aro could only imagine the state of the rest of her posterior. He continued to dutifully administer the swats, and she continued to utter her simple expression of discomfort while staying put. Aro was impressed with her toughness. Deciding that her refusal to do this meant that he wasn't doing his job well enough, he started to spank slower, but made sure every swat was good and hard.

It didn't take many of those for Jane to break her relative silence.

"Master, this hurts!" she squealed.

"Of-course-it-does," Aro answered her, landing a spank to coincide with every word. "I-told-you-it-would. I-don't-know-what-else-you-expected." By this point, Jane was constantly bawling, not reacting to each swat but instead to the immense pain from all of them. She was also losing his battle to hold still, and he had to place his left hand between her shoulder blades to keep her from writhing out of place.

"Aro, pleeeease!" she whined.

"You-asked-for-this-Jane," he scolded, and continued spanking her diligently. Aro was a natural spanker; it was hard to believe he had almost ever had misgivings about spanking her. Each and every swat was on target, hard as steel, and perfectly timed so that by the time the sting of one started to recede, a fresh sting on the opposite cheek replaced it.

Jane was past any delusions of self-respect, and was crying quite loudly. She was now flailing his arms and legs, almost involuntarily. It simply hurt too much, and she couldn't control herself.

Aro understood that her failure to compose herself meant that he was accomplishing his task.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! A half-dozen of the hardest swats he had ever given landed on Jane's unfortunate backside in rapid succession, and Jane started to scream. He decided that it was time to remind her of why she was being spanked in the first place.

SMACK! "I hope you learned something from this!"

SMACK! "This is exactly what you deserved, and I'm not sorry for hurting you."

SMACK! "I don't ever want to catch you torturing someone or lying again, understood?

"YES, MASTER, I PROMISE!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Aro slapped her well-punished bottom four more times for emphasis, and decided that the spanking was over. Jane lay limp across his knees, and started to weep quietly.

Now that he was no longer disciplining her, Aro felt the strict, fatherly instincts that had taken over him during the spanking start to fade, and he felt horrible about the spanking. Perhaps he had gotten carried away? He was pretty sure she didn't expect so thorough a thrashing.

"Jane, are you okay?" he pried, trying to be soothing.

"Yeah," she breathed through sobs.

"Come on, you need a hug," he coaxed, and Jane stood up and threw her arms around Aro. Hee held her close to him, just as a father would to a daughter. She continued to cry on his shoulder, and he rubbed her back gently.