AN: Alright guys here is the next chapter to the story... with a little bit of Dean action too!!! I hope you guys like it!
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Bella POV
Carlisle seemed to sputter a little as he looked between the Winchesters, his family, and me. "I don't think that's a very wise idea, Bella…" he said after he had gotten some control over himself.
"Why?" I asked simply as I turned around and walked to my I-pod. "I mean, I just beat the living crap out of Rosalie and yet you still think you shouldn't fight me."
I rolled my eyes as I watched Carlisle nervously wring his hands together. "I just think that you might need a few minutes to catch your breath. You did just have an injury last night."
Dean tried to cover a laugh with a cough and then walked over behind me. "You know babe, I think they just might be right. Take a breather." Dean's arms wrapped around my torso and he pulled me closer so that his chin was resting on my shoulder. "Plus you could always get your prize from the bet we made…" Dean kissed my neck and I closed my eyes letting my shoulders relax. One of his hands moved up to my hair and he quickly brushed away the pieces that were covering the part of my neck he was facing.
The hand that had just been messing with my hair traveled to my lower back where he knew my cut from last night was, "Does it still hurt?" he whispered in my ear and I shook my head. "Good." I took in a shaky breath as I felt his fingertips slowly going down until-
"Ahem," Sam coughed loudly and my eyes snapped open.
Dean's cocky laugh was in my ear and I was tense again, "Get your hand off my ass, Dean." I said slowly and I felt Dean shrug and then take a step back.
I turned around and saw that all the Cullen's were looking anywhere but me or Dean or at least most of them, Edward and Alice were glaring at Dean like he was the Devil or something. My eyes left the Cullen's and I looked over at Dean who was currently trying to hide the cocky smirk that always seemed apparent and on his lips. "Why would I cash in my prize for something I can have for free?" I asked as my own smirk appeared.
"Then what did you have in mind, Izzy?" The nickname made my eye twitch immediately and Dean let out his cocky laugh again.
"Shut the hell up Dean, or I will feed you to the demons, and don't you dare doubt me." I said and then turned back to the Cullen's as Dean laughed. "I don't care if you think you shouldn't fight me, you are."
Carlisle face looked panicked as Rosalie pushed him forward into the middle of the room. I turned back to my I-pod and switched to Sound Of Madnessby Shinedown. The beat vibrated through the floor as I stepped up to where Carlisle was standing and my fingertips tingled at my side. After I'd learned to fight at Bobby's I had always wanted to know what it would feel like to fight him. He was the oldest and the wisest, he would be tough competition and I couldn't wait to make him beg.
Yeah, I get it, you're an outcast
Always under attack, always coming in last
Bringing up the past, no one owes you anything
I think you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass
So paranoid, watch your back
I knew that I was going to be the one to have to start the fight so I quickly put in a blow to the stomach and Carlisle punched one of my shoulders without much force in response. This was going to get annoying fast if this is what he considered a fight.
"I've wondered a few times about how much you might hate yourself," I said through clenched teeth as I kicked his knee and he slapped at my stomach.
Oh my, here we go
Another loose cannon gone bi-polar
Slipped down, couldn't get much lower
Quicksand's got no sense of humor
I'm still laughing like hell
"It's not going to work on me, Bella." Carlisle replied and I smiled slightly.
"Now see that's where you're wrong, I think it's going to work on you." Carlisle blocked one of my kicks and twisted me around so that my back was facing him and he punched at my cut. "I was thinking… see as you were brought up to fight creatures like yourself how much it must eat away at you that your 'true love' was one of them." I grabbed his hand that tried to hit me again and flipped him over on his back, but he was up almost immediately.
You think that by crying to me
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe
You've been infected by a social disease
Well, then take your medicine
Carlisle's face was tense as he faced me with his hands clenching and I barely took notice of Edward moving in closer to the two of us. "You don't know what you're talking about."
"Wrong again, you know I thought you were supposed to get wiser with age..." Carlisle lunged forward and twirled quickly and let out a hard hick to the groin area making him fall over. "You see, you told me once that you wished that your soul was still there and at that moment I was so naïve that I actually believed you… when you don't even believe yourself."
I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain
Somehow I'm still here to explain
That the darkest hour never comes in the night
You can sleep with a gun
When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?
Carlisle grabbed at my ankle and with my other foot I hit in his face and his grasp loosened. "You don't know what you're talking about; you're not going to get in my head."
My hand yanked him up by his collar and I looked into his almost black eyes, "I already am." His fist came quickly and connected with my neck and I fell back a few paces. With cough mixed with a laugh I said, "Why are you so mad, Carlisle? Is it because every time you look into Esme's face, the face you created, the face you lay with, you want to kill her? Destroy your 'family'?"
I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality
If there's an afterlife then it'll set you free
But I'm not gonna part the seas
You're a self-fulfilling prophecy
His body blurred and he lunged to me again and I was on the ground immediately with his arm under my neck pulling up my chin, "I can kill you right now…" he hissed out and when I tried to grab at him his knee slammed into my stomach making it even harder to breathe. "If it's the monster you want, you got it."
You think that by crying to me
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe
You've been infected by a social disease
Well, then take your medicine
I laughed hoarsely, "C'mon, you can't kill me. What about your soul?"
With that last comment I was flying through the air and banged against the wall. I opened my eyes after the impact and my head felt a little woozy, but I stood shakily as he charged again. This time my elbow met his eye and then my knee hit at his stomach while I kicked my foot out at his knee, making Carlisle stumble back and almost trip.
I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain
Somehow I'm still here to explain
That the darkest hour never comes in the night
You can sleep with a gun
When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?
"Carlisle," I said as my hand when to my back where I felt the familiar sting of a fresh cut, "I think you just hurt a human… what would your father say?" I asked and his eyes that still had a little bit of a golden tint to it went completely black.
I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain
Somehow I'm still here to explain
That the darkest hour never comes in the night
You can sleep with a gun
When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up and fight?
As he lunged for me again my hand grabbed the knife from my ankle and the next thing anyone saw was Carlisle's eyes go wide and clutch onto my shoulder. "Bella…" he gasped out and then looked down.
His cold stoned hand dropped and he went slack and fell to his knees, letting everyone see the knife in his stomach. Esme's gasp was the only thing heard in the otherwise silent room. Esme's body appeared by Carlisle's side and she looked up at me her eyes blazing, "What did you do?"
I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain
Somehow I'm still here to explain
That the darkest hour never comes in the night
You can sleep with a gun
When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?
"I stopped your husband from killing me." I said and then without another word I grabbed the end of my knife and pulled the silver blade out of Carlisle's stomach.
When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?
When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?
When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?
"I don't understand," Jasper said and shook his head slowly. "Why is he so hurt, you just stabbed him…"
Dean was staring at me as I ran a hand through my hair and I nodded for him to answer, "The knife was coated in Dead Man's blood. It's kind of like poison to your kind…" Dean said to the Cullen's as Emmett and Esme moved Carlisle to the couch by the wall. "You coated the knife with Dead Man's blood?" Dean asked me like I was crazy.
I shrugged, "You can never be too careful." I said and then held my hand over the fresh cut on my back. It wasn't big and I knew with a little pressure for about two minutes I would be fine. My head on the other hand was still slightly spinning. Sam let out a little scoff.
"With a little bit of blood, he'll be good as new," Sam told Esme and then studied me carefully.
I didn't say anything to either of the brother's but turned to the Cullen's, "Rule Number One: Never let your opponents in your head, I thought you realized this…" I said shaking my head and then let out a sigh. "Rule Number Two: Know your opponents' weaknesses even if they don't know them."
I was about to continue lecturing when Carlisle rasped out, "Bella… I'm so- God forgive me…" I bit my lip and looked down.
"Like I said before demons will lie to you and make you believe it… They're going to probably use what I said to you against you… You'll be more prepared to next time." I turned around hastily and then walked to the bathroom Rosalie had showed me to.
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