A/N: So I know this is slightly petty but I just want to tell you guys how to pronounce Kari's name. It is not pronounced like Carrie. It said like Car (as in I'm going to drive my Car) with a long e at the end. Like the youngest girl on Digimon. Sorry, I just had to say that.

KARI

I woke up to find myself in a cage. I sat up and looked around. The room the cage was in was lit only by the dim sunlight coming through the thin black curtains. I saw several doors. I figured they were closets and storage. The were a couple dressers against the wall. A stand that had a C.D. player with a bunch of C.D.'s stacked next to it. There was a bed against the furtherest wall from me. This confused me because vampires didn't sleep but then I remembered they could have sex. There was a black leather couch caddy cornered from the bed. The carpet was balck.

After a minute or so, I heard the door open and the light flick on. I blinked to adjust and Edward came into my view.

"Finally, awake I see." he stated as he wallked toward the cage.

He pulled a set of keys out of his pocket as he approached. He knelt down and stuck one of the keys in the padlock on the cage. When he pulled the door open he gestured for me to come out but I stayed where I was. I wasn't about to make this easy for him. If I would've been paying more attention at my house, I would've realized this was exactly what he wanted.

He wanted me to challenge him. I'd find out much later that it was the only reason I survived those first few months. He liked that I would constantly defy him. He thought that made everything more fun.

When I didn't move, he reached in and yanked me out by my hair, which was still braided. I let out a small whimper of pain but wouldn't allow myself to give him the satifaction of more. He pulled me away from the cage and threw me onto the carpeted floor. When he released I looked back at him with what I hoped was an angry stare.

"Too bad looks can't kill." Edward mused. "Besides, I'm immortal so it wouldn't matter anyway."

"Is there something you wanted?" I asked in a sharp tone.

Edward smirked and kicked me in the stomach. It knocked the wind out of me.

"Don't speak to me in that tone." he said. "But yes there was something I wanted. We need to discuss the rules."

I just laid there on the floor trying to get my breath back.

"You belong to me now. You will refer to myself, Jasper, and Carlisle as master. And Bella, Alice, and Esme as mistress. You will do what you are told when and how you're told to do it. You will not speak unless you are spoken to. You will not leave this room unless I say. You will be expected to keep it clean. Which shouldn't be to hard since we don't spend much time in here. Your body is no longer yours. That belongs to me as well. If I want to do something to it, I will. If someone else wants to do something to it, they can as long as I say." Edward explained.

I was looking at him as he spoke thinking who laughable everything was.

"Someone will bring you meals three times a day as long as I tell them they can. You will not interact with anyone except Katya when I send her once a week." he continued. That last part confused me but he continued. "When you are in the presence of myself or my family, you will not have your head higher than any of ours. Which means when we are in the same room, you'll be on your knees. You will only sleep when I give you permission. You can go wherever you want in this room. Just don't try to escape because you won't get far. The outside of the house is guarded by some of our friends. Do you have any questions?" he finished.

"Yeah, do you really think that I'm going to follow all that?" I asked trying to not to laugh. He smirked.

"No, I think that it will be a constant war with you. I think that you will end up in a lot of pain but eventually you'll learn to listen." he replied. "Now, I have to go check on my wife and make sure that she's not having too much fun with Angela. I'm going to by sending Katya up in a few minutes."

He opened the door and walked out. I sat there and stared at the room around. It was as dark a dreary as my life was about to become.

After a few minutes, the door opened again and a girl walked in. She had red hair that came down to midback. It was done up into a french braid. She didn't look much older than Skyler. She looked somewhere between four and half and five feet tall. Her weight looked unhealhy, weighing what looked like less than a hundred pounds. She had a beautiful face with a few freckles. Her skin was pale. She looked as though she hadn't seen the sun in a few months. Bruises, scars, and cuts littered her body. She was wearing what used to be a tank top. One strap was holding on by a few threads while the other one had broke off completely. It only covered her chest and the rest hung in strips exposing most of her stomach. Her jean skirt wasn't much better. It was barely long enough to cover her up. It had torn pockets and holes everywhere.

She was carrying a basket of toiletries in one hand. She was holding stack of towels and what looked like a pile of rags in the other.

"M-m-master E-e-e-edward, w-wanted m-me to c-come and g-get you cleaned up and dressed." she stuttered.

"You can tell Edward," I said making emphasising that I reufused to call him master. "That I don't feel like it right now."

The girl looked utterly terrified.

"Please," she practically begged. "If you refuse then we'll both be in trouble."

I couldn't say no to the look in her eyes. It was one thing to be defiant when only I could get in trouble. I wouldn't give anyone else any trouble. I nodded to her and stood.

"Your bathroom is going to be through that door." she said. She pointed to the door that was behind me.

I turned around and opened it. We both walked in. It was a pathetic excuse for a bathroom. There was a small tub that didn't look much bigger than the barrels they used in the old days. A small porcelian sink was in one corner. An old looking toilet was in the corner. The room looked like it didn't cleaned very often.

The girl pulled out a brush, pulled my hair out of the braid and began brushing it. She was silent until she asked me to take of the jeans and tank top I had on while she ran some water in the tub. Once I was undressed, I stepped in. It was a decent tempature. I would've liked it to be a little warmer but I wasn't in a position to ask.

"I'm Katya." The girl said as she began to shampoo my hair.

"I'm Kari." I replied.

"Nice to meet you Kari." Katya replied.

"It's nice to meet you too. I don't understand the point of getting me cleaned up. What does it matter to him what we look like?"

"Mistress Esme, prefers things be clean. She doesn't like anything dirty, not even her servants. That's probably why she has thirteen girls working every floor."

"How many floors?"

"Three. Then she has five girls on laundry. And five girls who sit in the dungeons as extra."

"What do you mean extra?"

"I know it's hard to believe but the Cullens are a bit nicer than the other vampires out there. When one of us is sick or we need to recover from a beating or something like that, they put one of the extra girls in." Katya explained. "It's my job to make sure all sixty girls get bathed once a week and have clean clothes."

"I guess Esme wants perfection." I said remembering all the bruises and scars.

"I do my job the way I'm supposed to." she replied. The coldness in her tone told me I said the wrong thing. She took a deep breath after a minute. "I'm sorry. I know it looks like I'm bad at keeping them happy. The problem is that I make Master Edward too happy which makes Mistress Bella very upset."

"I don't understand."

By now, Katya had finished my hair and was working cleaning my body.

"I don't know how many rumors were going around in our world but Mistress Bella's and Master Edward's marriage has been going down the tube since the war began. They either don't talk or they fight. The biggest problem is they only have sex once or every four months or so. And before the war they's do it once or twice a night. Well, vampires are horny very horny and they need some way to take care of that. Nobody has any idea how Mistress Bella does it but Master Edward likes to have his fun with the servants." Katya explained.

"That's disgusting!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, well, I'm one of his favorites. Even when he gets a new girl, like you, he still always comes back to me. Mistress Bella knows what he does and gets very upset. She finds out which one of us he took the night before and she beats us up pretty bad. I've actually got more bruises and scars from her than from what Master Edward does."

"I'm sorry." I felt so bad for her. What had she done to deserve that?

She shrugged.

"It gets me quite a few days off." she said optimistically.

I couldn't believe that she saw that as a good thing. I guess the time here really did mess you up.

By now, I was out of the tub and dressed. I looked at the out fit in the mirror. It looked slightly better than Katya's did. I had a half of tank top, for lack of a better phrase. It was in one piece but there was just enough of it to cover my chest. Both straps were intact but it was low cut and showed quite a bit of my breasts. I had a feeling, Katya was about to be replaced. When I picked up the red thong, I knew she had been. Then I put on the skirt I was given. LIke Katya's, it just barely covered her. It was however; in one piece.

"I'm sorry. I tried to pick something a little less revealing but Master Edward insisted on this." she explained.

I just nodded at her.

"Let's go back to the room so I can do your hair."

I followed her out. She sat on the floor and spread her legs apart and I sat in between them. She french braided my hair. We did that in a sad silence. I think she knew what I just figured out but didn't want to say it. I appreciated that. Shortly after, she finished the door opened and Edward walked in.

I remained where I was but Katya jumped up and went to him immediately. She dropped to her knees in front of him.

"Katya, you can stand." he said. I knew he specifically told her for a reason but I stood as well. He ignored me. "Are you all finished?"

"Yes, Master." she said her voice shaking.

"Good." he said running his fingers up and down her arms.

She was visibly trembling but he just smirked then leaned down and kissed her neck. She flinched. He conitnued his actions for a few more seconds then pulled away.

"Go and finish your work." he told her.

"Yes, sir." she said her voice still shaking.

She bowed and exited the room. Edward looked to me. He spent a moment taking in my appearance.

"You clean up well, human." he said.

I just stood there staring at him. He started walking closer to me which made me step back into the wall.

"This is what you are supposed to be doing. You are supposed to get down on your knees and say thank you master."

"I will never bow to you." I said with as much defiance as I could muster.

He had pinned my arms to my side so I couldn't defend myself.

"You are going to be so much fun. And I can garuntee by the time, I'm through with you, you'll not only bow to me but you'll more than happily do anything I ask." He said.

I felt him rub himself against me. I did the only thing I could to defend myself. I spat in his face.

"Stupid bitch!" he yelled and backhanded me.

I was relieved to not feel his ring as I fell from the force. He grabbe the end of my braid and yanked my head back so hard, I let out a scream of pain. He chuckled.

"You better get used to it down there." he said.

"Go to hell!" I spat out.

He kicked me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me again.

"Don't talk to me about hell. You have no idea what hell is." he said through gritted teeth. "But I can promise you will find out."

I heard the door open and saw Bella walk in. Edward turned to her. I could see the anger in her eyes. Anger, no doubt, directed at me because I was getting attention from Edward. She took a deep breath and spoke she sounded like she was forcing herself not to be angry.

"Alice, Esme, and I are going shopping for a few hours." she stated. "Jasper asked me to remind you that you, he, and Carlisle are supposed to meet Dimitri at the warehouse in a half hour. He wants first pick of this month's stock."

"I remember." he said and walked over to her. "Have fun with the girls." He leaned down to try and kiss her but she turned her face away. She grabbed her purse and walked out the door. Edward put his fist through the wall as the door closed behind her.

He turned on me and I thought I in for it. He simply grabbed me by my braid and dragged me back to my cage.

''I'll be back in a few hours. I advise you get some sleep.'' he growled as he relocked the padslock.

''Is that an order?'' I asked angrily.

''No just a suggestion.'' he growled back and walked out slamming the door.

I was left to contemplate my new situation. It just began to hit me how much of a captive I really was.

A/N:Please don't tell you that the Cullen's wouldn't act this way? snort Why, because it would ruin your poorly put together plot and altogether unbelievable story line? Because it would show the complete bastardization you have put every single cannon character through? Because it would bring to light the fact that this story is a piece of self-inserted that belongs in the trash? I'm sure that all of these reasons are most likely true. Please stop writing stories and posting them where other people can see them. Whenever an innocent bystander does come along and clicks on them, stories like this burn their eyes. Just stick to writing for only yourself and hopelessly dreaming of your non-existent literature career. Because believe me, crap like your writing? Never gonna get published, not even after you leave the fanfiction world and venture into actually coming up with your own work (not like you would ever be imaginative to come up with something original, anyway.)

And to end this: Please, for god's sake, stop writing. You will be doing ALL of us a favor. Thanks.

This is a review from my dear friend snort. And all I have to os thank you for those wnderful words of encouragement. I'm going to finish this story just for you and WHEN my first novel is published, it will be dedicated to you. That's all.