Chapter 9

Victoria's POV

They killed my mate. They will pay. I will make sure of that. But to make them suffer as much as I needed them to, I first had to learn a little bit more about them.

I watched the coven first, but soon came to the realization that they are too strong for me. I needed another plan of action. Yet one seemed to fall straight onto my lap when learning of his justification to leave her. Yes, the wretched cretin that ended my mate's life was planning on sacrificing his own happiness to ensure that his mate would live a normal human life. His actions were noble, but quite pathetic. He was quite wretched though in the way he ended their bond. Selfishly, he deserted her in the woods to fend for herself. Although his actions would have made my job of exacting revenge easier, I couldn't stomach the idea of killing her while she was out there alone. It would be too easy. I wanted more; I wanted the thrill of a hunt… the danger behind it. But most of all, I wanted to hear her scream. Scream with pain and heartache, and die at the hands of myself, knowing that her mate would never return to her, like James would never be returning to me.

I chose to observe her after their departure. Unsurprisingly, she behaved in the same manner as I had after the death of my James. Through observing her, I soon came to realize that the Cullen's used her, just as James once thought. However, through the passing of time, I watched the little worm become involved in something that my late James would never have anticipated: werewolves. Yes, somehow she had managed to get involve herself with the dogs. Luckily they were young, undisciplined, and easy to evade; which made it all the better for me.

I watched the human interact specifically with one mutt. It appeared to be the largest of the pack. From what I could deduce, it seemed as though the human cared for the mongrel, but not to the degree that it wanted. The beast claimed to love her but he made my James look kind with the games he knowingly played with her. Overtime, I grew to experience another realization; while I might forever hold a grudge against this little human, I will intend to take some revenge in her name. After all, regardless of our difference in species, we've both suffered greatly, those that hurt us deserve to pay.

The human ran when she learned of the games the mutt played on her. I had been creating a diversion for the dogs in Seattle. I would, of course, follow the little human during her departure from the wetland, but for the moment I need to "clean up", I don't want attention coming down on me before I am ready. The mutt and his new bitch will pay for spoiling my fun. The first newborn I made had been useful but he bored me, with his clingy nature. He made all the toys so I got him to dispose of them. I let him believe we would leave together but I added him to the flames. When I had finished doing so, I left to follow the worm.

Granted, it was harder to follow her in the sun but I was still determined. No matter what, she would pay. As they say, revenge is a dish best served cold and that is what I intended to deliver. I am no longer sure he is her mate. James told me she is a pet and hearing her talk now makes me think she must be, she holds no love for him. I wonder how a reunion would go if she could see him now, considering what I did to him before.

I found him alone and weak. It still makes me ooze with pride at the thought of his scarred body. He will no longer be viewed as "perfect" or "charming" in our world or even the human world. Oh, it would be delicious to see the worm's reaction if she saw the state I left her precious mate in. Whether the little cretin knows it or not, venom scars our kind will forever leave a mark.

I started to grin. A growl of pride escaped from the bowels of my throat. That sight truly would be something extraordinary to see. But for now, I mustn't think of that; no, I need to begin the next phase of my operation. First, I must take care of the worm herself, little Isabella.

Through watching her life in Jacksonville, over the course of several weeks, I grew to learn her agenda fairly simply. It was only a matter of time now until I would make my move.

The opportunity arose sooner than I had anticipated. The girl was leaving for work and wouldn't be back until evening. She would be driving alone along an empty highway in the dark… empty where not many people would be around. Perfect. I could hardly wait.

Running to catch up to the girl, I had caught scent of a nearby female hiker. I grinned. This would make my work even better. Quickly and efficiently, I snuck up on the hiker, my throat purring upon hearing the sounds of that savagely beating heart. Before the hiker could even try to protect herself, I jumped and sucked her dry, grinning all the while. When the fun was done and my thirst was sated, I grabbed the body with relative ease by slinging it over my shoulder. I would be sure to make use of the physical remains. Leaving nothing to chance, I acted with ease. But before doing so, I made sure to stow away the hiker's body in a nearby bush, fully intending on using it soon.

While it would have been simple enough to stop the worm's car and suck her dry, I had something better in mind. A fuel tanker would make a perfect ploy to build her fear even higher. The trucker was even simple to distract and made a good snack. Before I could suck him entirely dry however, the little human's car came into sight. I headed straight for her while driving the tanker. She didn't realise until it was too late. We collided straight on. I laughed as her car repeatedly bounced off the truck.

I grabbed the human out of her car. She didn't even see me, such a shame. She blacked out but I was relieved to hear her heart still beating strongly. I moved her from the accident. I went back and found the hiker and shoved her in the car. The matches I carried in my back pocket would finally be of use. I gently lit the match, threw it towards the car and ran. The explosion lit the night sky. I grinned.

Back with the little human, I ran with her in my arms to a location not too far from her home. I have had plenty of time to learn the terrain well. This is isolated enough that she should never be heard or found but close enough that the nearest smell of humans is her family.

The trucker left me feeling bloated so I was able to bite the little human with little trouble. I made sure only to put a small amount of venom in her to ensure the change would be nice and slow; extra torturous. The longer they take to change, the more feral they emerge, if they survive. I had plenty of practise in Seattle, after all, while making all those newborns for the dogs to deal with. It was all for naught but this works as well. Such a shame she never woke to see me but the devastation she will cause when she arises as a newborn will get back to the yellow eyes. Their little pet going against all they believe. As a cherry on top, it would be so fitting if her mother could be her first meal.

I couldn't wait to see if all aspects of that part of my plan worked. Time is of the essence with the stunted seer as an ever present threat.

Next, I left the little worm and went to enact the next part of my revenge. I found the dog boy's lazy little bitch with ease. By the time I finished with her she would no longer get to choose to be lazy. I didn't care she has a mongrel in her belly... she would still pay for spoiling my game.

During our brief encounter, I made sure to damage her exterior as much as I had damaged her interior. Needless to say, its amazing what a few drops of venom could do to human ligaments. In this case, the little wench's spine would be forever severed. It was a beautiful thought. No... it was an even more beautiful sight to see her lying there on the ground... all deformed and ugly... It truly fit her... it made her interior self all the more visible to the exterior world.

Perfect.

While I didn't get a chance to enact the last part of my plan, I never had much hope that it would succeed. However, as a backup plan, I had written a letter to the Volturi, informing them of everything I had learned of the Cullen's. I made sure to include how they killed my mate, and the dangers of them leaving a human alive with the knowledge of vampires. To save them the effort—and the happiness it would bring me—I included the little titbit of how I had taken care of the human. I hope that will torment the Cullen's for some time to come in the approaching future, if I am unable to create it directly. I just hope the wrath of the Volturi descend on them, they deserve it.

I have no intentions of being caught by either them or the Volturi. I wasn't going to be taken down without a fight. I want to be reunited with my James, but I wouldn't be leaving just yet… I still had to settle a score with a certain dog after all. Yes, I directly attacked the leech lover's previous dog "boyfriend." The fight—which occurred when he found me attacking his mate—was fast and ended in mere minutes.

Although it had ended my life, I had no regrets. I had, after all, managed to rip off an ear, gouging the area around the eye in the process. With my last act I broke then ripped off its foreleg. I had had just enough time to toss the severed limb in the sea before his comrades arrived and took me down.

Before they tore off my head, I saw the boy change back to his human form. His left arm was gone all the way up to the elbow. His right ear was gone, and the surrounding eye and cheek area were bloody, damaged and would be forever scarred.

Forever scarred. Forever ruined.

That notion would forever make me smile. With that, I was then gone… I left this world with a smirking grin across my lips as the rippling flames suddenly overtook my body.

Soon, soon, I would be reunited with my mate, my James. The centre of my world. I couldn't wait.


A/N

TriforceandSheikahArts struggled through this chapter for me, her least favourite so far. Sorry!

We are back with Bella in the next chapter.

:)-J