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And here we are resolving another cliffie. Enjoy!

Chapter 10: Mother's scent: Explained

I saw mother. I broke out into a cold sweat, my eyes widened. Betrayal and guilt wallowed all through me.

There was a glint of light in her hand. I looked more fully at her and realised that she held a knife. Fear stabbed through me just as surely as that knife would.

She started walking calmly towards Edward who was oblivious to her. There was a dangerous look in her eyes that scared me. I gulped. I was suddenly having a hard time breathing.

A friar saw mother walking towards us. He moved to intercept mother. But she wouldn't be stopped. Almost without even looking, she struck down the friar with the knife. Her blade dug deeply into his chest. A deep red liquid burst from the friar's chest. It spurted all over mother but she didn't seem to notice. She was too busy glaring at Edward.

Suddenly there were soldiers there. They all tackled mother. Trying to stop her. A couple of them picked up the friar and rushed him to the medic in the church…. But the knife had gone too deep into his chest. The friar was dead even before he hit the ground.

Mother was dragged away. I was in a daze. I realised that Edward had is arms around me. Then I realised that I had been trying to run to mother as soon as I saw the first soldier grab her. I didn't like those men handling her.

When mother was finally dragged kicking and screaming out of the room Edward let me go.

I had calmed down but I was still shaken. I walked over to the spot where the friar had died. It was stained red with that stuff that had come out of his chest. It was a foreign experience to me. I had never seen that stuff before. But it smelled so familiar…

I knelt, or more fell down next to the stain. "What is it?" I asked nobody in particular.

Edward answered me. "It's blood. There sure was a lot of it huh?"

Then I understood. It smelled like mother, or rather mother smelled like it. Mother smelled of blood all the time.

I don't remember getting up or going to my room but before I knew it I was there. I was sitting on my bed and my breaths were wrenching shakily from me.

I struggled to make sense of it all. Of my emotions.

I wanted to get up and maybe just pace but my body wouldn't respond to me.

Was mother really a murderer?

I just kept replaying that moment in my head when the blade had struck home. All the… blood had been everywhere. On mother's face, on her hair. The image wouldn't go away. Blood… there was so much…blood

My head was spinning. I felt like I was going crazy.

Mother…killed someone… just like that.

I ignored the world after that. I didn't leave my room. Edward tried to talk to me through my door but I didn't respond to him. I was still in shock. I couldn't talk to him and I didn't have enough feeling left in me to feel sorry about it.

Edward tried to visit me some more but I didn't talk to him. Carlisle tried to visit me once too but I didn't answer him either.

I ignored my body too. I didn't eat and I barely slept. Whenever I did sleep it was only filled with nightmares of my mother killing the friar.

Finally there was someone who came to my door who wasn't deterred by my silence.

I heard the knock first. It was so light that I don't think I would have heard it if it hadn't been completely silent. Then the door was pushed open.

I looked up and saw it was Esme standing there. She stared down at me with a look I couldn't decipher. She came over to where I lay on the bed and sat near me.

She tilted her head at me and started "So, crazy day huh?"

I just stared at her. She sighed and continued "So I guess that you don't know what your mother does, do you?"

I whispered "She's a soldier."

Esme nodded and said "Yes but do you know what she does as a soldier?"

I thought about it for a moment. I never really considered what mother does. I just knew that she went outside with the other men. I never really knew what went on beyond the walls of the church and I never really gave the effort to think past that.

I offered "She fights with the other people."

Esme laughed slightly but shook her head "No, your mother is in a different part of the military. Would you like me to tell you what she specializes in?"

I thought about it. Did I really want to know what mother did? Would that change how I thought about her? No, she would always be my mother. I loved her and I think she loved me too.

I nod

Esme give me an appreciative look then she said "Your mother is head of the torture division of the military. From what I hear around she was born into it. Her father, who was also in the military encouraged her to do it."

I stared at her. I had never imagined anything even remotely close to that.

I guess mother really was a murderer.

So there's another chapter for people. I'm really disappointed that I didn't get any reviews on the last chapter. Nobody freaked out about what her mother would do?

Oh well, I still need people to tell me what ending they want. The deciding factor for the ending will be coming up soon. And I need people to tell me what's going to happen.

Hurry up or I'll do an author note instead of a chapter.