Title: Wars over a girl

Author: Naitan

Summary: After leaving a broken relationship with Rosalie, Alice flees to a small town called Lakeside. There, she meets a girl called Bella Swan. Things get interesting when another gang of vampires turn up and lay claim to Bella.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I only own the idea behind my story, and minor characters I have created in it. The honor of owning Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyers.


Jasper POV

"Where did Alice and Bella go?" I asked Edward, in the high speed of vampire talk.

"I don't know," he answered. "Wait a minute- that human over there is thinking something."

"What's she thinking?"

"Bella and Alice left. We don't need to wait for them now, Jasper. Wait- they left, after seeing two twins..." His voice trailed off. "It's Alec and Jane!" he hissed, in the voice that humans could hear.

"Alec and Jane?" I asked, confused. "What do they have to do with anything? They're in Italy, remember?"

"No, they're not," Edward breathed. "They were here today, in this school." He shuddered as he remembered something. "The girl saw something on Jane. It looked like... Burn marks."

"We've got to get home," I said, frowning. "We'll ask Alice and Bella what's going on then."

We jumped in Edward's Volvo. I smirked when I remembered that it was called Vivian.

"They don't go to this school," Edward was whispering frantically. "Marcus forbade them from ;leaving Volterra. How did they get here? God, what did they to to Marcus to allow them to come?"

"I don't know," I said quietly. I pictured the bored expression on the elders' face, and the way he had taken an interest in Bella and Alice, protecting them when Jane was coming from them. I felt sick to my stomach. "But you know that if Marcus was still alive, then Alec and Jane would still be in Volterra."

The car jerked to a halt. "No," he whispered. "That will kill them!"

"Not quite kill them," I muttered. "But not far off from it, either."

The car started moving again. "Alice and Bella went home," I reasoned. "What's the worst that could happen?"

We looked at each other. My eyes went wide in horror. "Oh, no," I whispered.

"Drive faster," I urged him. "Bree's still a newborn! You know how wild their mood swings are! I have to calm her down, who knows what she will do when she hears this."

"Calm down, Jasper," Edward said soothingly. Ironic. "They've already been home for two hours. Bree would have calmed down by now."

I chuckled. He turned to me, eyes wary. "What?" he asked.

"Esme's going to throw a fit," I laughed. "Poor Bree!"

"Nah," he said musingly. "It's Bree. Esme won't do anything to upset Bree."

I thought about that for a moment. "I'm not sure," I said softly. "Maybe."

We sat in silence for the rest of the trip. I was thinking about what Edward had said; about Bree and Esme.

Eventually, we hurtled up the three-mile driveway in thirty-two seconds. When we arrived there, I could hear muted conversations. Too muted to hear.

We walked inside. Carlisle was in the dining room, talking to Bella and Alice. Esme was talking to Bree in the kitchen. Contentment rolled off Bree, love and desire off Esme. Yes, I thought. Esme wouldn't yell at Bree.

Tension was exuding over both Alice and Bella. There was, of course, the utter love and devotion that always made me want to be sick, whenever I was near them, but it was hidden beneath worry. Carlisle, on the other hand, felt completely relaxed.

"We're home," I announced.


Bella POV

I rolled my eyes at him. We already knew he was home. How could we not? It wasn't as if Edward's Volvo (Vivian) purred along silently.

"So, why are Alec and Jane here?" I whispered furiously at Carlisle. "You know they wouldn't be here if Marcus was still able to stop them!"

"Stop worrying about Marcus," he said. "Marcus is a Volturi elder. Aro would kill Jane personally if she tried to hurt Marcus."

"Yeah," Jasper said.

"Okay," I whispered to Alice. "Do you want to go upstairs with me?"

"Sure," she whispered back, her voice heavy with implications. She ran upstairs, and I went to follow.

"Bella." Jasper's voice stopped me. "Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Okay," I agreed, following him into a small closet. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"It's about you and Alice," he said quietly. "I know it's not my business, but I can feel what Alice is feeling, and I don't want her to feel it."

My voice went squeaky in surprise. Hah, I didn't know vampires did that. "You don't want her to love me?" I asked faintly.

"No, that's not it at all," he said abstractly. "She's feeling hurt, and sad. You really need to tell her what happened in Australia. I know it's none of my business, and I also have no idea, but it's tearing her apart."

"Jasper." My voice was low. "If she knew what had happened to me in Australia, she would be torn apart. I was torn apart from it; it's one of the reasons I didn't fight when the vampires had me."

"Here's the thing," he said hesitantly. "I know exactly what Alice is feeling, don't forget. I know this for certain. If you don't tell her soon, she is going to lose trust in you. And that will tear both of you apart."

"Jasper." If I was still human, I would have been crying by now. "Please, you need to convince her. Tell her to trust me. You should know better than anyone what I feel for Alice. Just please."

"Tell me." His reply shook me off balance. "I promise you, if I think that it would hurt Alice, then I will not tell her."

"Why do you want to know so bad, Jasper?" I asked him.

"Because she wants to know everything about you," he said. "And if she doesn't, then she will grow angry at you, and that will hurt you both."

"Bella." A sigh floated down from upstairs.

"If you'll excuse me, Jasper," I said tightly. "I think I will go entertain my girlfriend now. I will not tell anyone what happened to me; I do not want to relive it."

I ran up the stairs, emerging into our bedroom. Alice was laying under a blanket on the bed, smiling coyly at me.

"Do you want to join me?" she asked, her voice sultry.

I put aside all my thoughts about what had happened with Jasper. I concentrated on the only thing that had any meaning to me; my lover.

"Do you want me, Alice?" I asked.

"Yes, baby," she moaned. "Just feel how much I want you."

"That would be easier if there was nothing covering you," I said, ripping the blankets off her. She chuckled throatily as I looked at her naked body.

"Are you going to help me or not?" she asked.

"Stop talking," I whispered. "Just enjoy this."

I kissed her throat, my tongue tracing small circles on the hard planes of her neck. She gave a small moan as I cupped her left breast, squeezing it. I moved up to her mouth, begging entrance with my tongue. She obliged, and I slid my tongue into her mouth.

As I felt that kiss, I realized what I was trying to do here. Talking with Jasper had revealed something to me. Grinning wickedly against her mouth, I moved to her ear.

"Jasper helped me to realize something," I whispered to her, my tongue flickering into her ear. "You may not know everything about me, but guess what? That's not a bad thing." She started to protest, but bit it off with another moan when I moved my hands down to her ass, pulling her into me. "It means that I'll always be a mystery to you, and that will draw you to me all the more."

"Bella-" she said, clutching at my shoulders. I cut her off with another kiss, begging entrance once again. She obliged me, and I felt her tongue slide into my mouth. I sucked on it as my fingers moved mack to her breasts, slowly stroking them. She moaned.

I didn't want to break off the kiss, but at he same time, I wanted to move. So I broke it off and kissed her cheek, moving down. I kissed her jawline, lightly tracing the outline with my tongue. She closed her eyes and sighed happily. I moved further down and started kissing her neck.

She clutched at my hair with both hands. "Bella," she moaned. "Down, down. Don't kiss me there, find a better place-"

I silenced her again. "No way," I said mischievously. "You are going to feel what it is like to have someone tease you." As I spoke, my fingers brushed her nipples.

I trailed my mouth down, reaching her shoulder. I nuzzled her, then moved downwards again. She moaned again as I reached the swell of her breasts.

My tongue left trails of venom over her breasts as I kissed her body. She was moaning desperately as I teased her, never quite touching her nipple. "Come on, Bella," she begged, trying to yank my hair out of my scalp as she leaned into. "Stop teasing me!"

I laughed silently inside my head. I used almost exactly the same words when we did it, just replacing my name with hers. She was a good teacher. I gently nuzzled her nipple with my top lip, not getting it wet, just enough to send her crazy.

Remembering what she did to me, I started kneading her breasts again, trailing my fingers down the sides of her nipples. My mouth slowly moved down, kissing my way down her stomach. I felt it as she slammed me back onto her, straight onto a growing pool of wetness between her legs.

This game was fun. I could see why Alice played it with me, even if it did drive me insane while she was actually doing it to me. I started kissing her thighs, almost but never quite making it where she desperately wanted to me. Once, Alice had made me so horny by doing this, that she had sent me into my biggest orgasm ever. And, she had only teased me until the end. One lick was all it had taken to send me off the edge.

She was nearly that far now. I teased her around the edge of her flower, always staying away from it. At times, her lips went within millimeters of it. It was driving Alice insane, I could tell. Just to help, she removed her hands from Alice's breasts, and started stroking around it, touching in the places she was sensitive, but not quite sensitive enough to send her over the edge.

After clumsily holding her on the edge for nearly fifteen minutes, and my head sore from Alice clutching my hair, I decided to take pity on her. I moved up and kissed her, shoving three fingers from my right hand into her.

"Bella!" She screamed my name as loud as she possibly could, holding me to her as she rode out an orgasm bigger than one I had ever seen her ride. Her whole body shook with pleasure, and every time I touched her breasts when she was calming down, it would send her over the edge again.

It took her a full twenty minutes to be back to her usual self. "God, Bella," she breathed, clutching me to her as hard as she could. "You're good at that, I'll tell you now. I've never felt anything like that."

"Yeah, but that's not enough to stop you from doing it to me tonight, is it?" I asked glumly. "Getting you like that, I mean."

She chuckled. "No, but if it helps, that was amazing."

"Did you hear what I said earlier?" I asked, struck by the sudden panic that maybe she hadn't. "About me not telling you, and staying a mystery, and all of that."

"Why did you say that?" she asked curiously.

"Jasper pointed it out to me," I admitted. "He told me that if I didn't tell you soon, then it would tear us apart. I don't want to be away from you, Alice."

"That's good," she breathed, looking into my eyes. "Because now, you won't ever be away fro me for more than minutes at a time."

I was struck by another thought, a better one. "We've reached a new height," I whispered to her. "You ow that, don't you?"

She raised an eyebrow at me. Must be a Cullen thing.

"We've accepted each other," I said breathlessly. Which didn't bother me, because I was a vampire. "You accepted that there are some parts of me that you can't know, and I realized that I don't ever want to be away from you, no matter what."

Alice threw her arms around me, looking deep into my eyes. "I won't let anything tear us apart," she whispered, and kissed me.

This kiss was different than all the others we had shared. The others had all been passionate, even if tempered with love. This one was a nearly pure expression of love, tampered by the slightest edge of lust.

We tore apart from each other when we heard footsteps coming up the stairs. "Alice," I said, struck by yet another realization. Tonight seemed to be epiphany night. "They all heard you screaming there, didn't they?"

She looked at me with a horrified expression. "I think they did," she whispered. "Oh my fucking god, how embarrassing."

"I heard that!" Esme called from downstairs.

Bree poked her head into our room. "Can I talk to you for a moment?" she asked Alice quietly. "Alone. It won't take long."


Bree POV

"Sure," she agreed. I was suddenly very happy. Damn these wild mood swings! They ruined everything!

Alice followed me out of the house, to a place approximately two miles down her driveway. The others wouldn't overhear us hear, unless I spoke loudly.

"What did you want?" Alice asked me. The pixie look-alike was staring at me intently.

"How did it happen?" I asked her quietly. "How did you come to be with Bella?"

"I don't know," she growled. "I went over this with Marcus; I'm really not sure. She was just an attractive girl. She needed a place to stay, so she shared my room for a while. Then vampires were coming after her, and I had already saved her once, so I wasn't going to let her die. After that, we had a fight, and I went for a walk. I realized that I cared for her, and I couldn't be damned to care if she didn't feel the same way. She would, I knew it- nobody can resist our smell. Then she was mine."

"That sounds a bit selfish," I accused.

Her eyes narrowed, and she chuckled. "It does, doesn't it? I didn't mean for it to sound like that. What I meant is that I would stay with her, regardless of whether she wanted me to or not. I wouldn't force myself on her."

I sighed in frustration. "That doesn't help at all!"

"Worried about Esme?" she chuckled. I froze; how could she know? Of course, the blonde one. "Don't be," she continued. "I'm sure she feels the same way. Just go talk to her."

"Thanks, Alice," I said. We were just turning to go when the wind shifted. "Vampire," I hissed.

Alice POV

Vampire. Where?

"Hello, Alice," she said snidely. "I've been waiting for this chance."

"Bree," I whispered quietly. "She can only get one of us at a time. Go for her."

We leaped. Bree fell to the ground, writhing, but I continued my leap, tackling her. One quick bite, and her left arm was completely severed. She screamed, and Bree stopped writhing. That arm wouldn't reattach now, and she would leave us for a few seconds. "Run, Bree!" I yelled hoarsely.

Together, the two of us ran. We made it back to the house, but I heard sounds of pursuit.

Esme, Jasper and Bella all ran next to us, standing with questions in their eyes. The questions were answered when Jane ran in front of us, stopping when she saw Bella.

"You bitch!" she screamed at Bella. "Look what you did to me!" And she lifted her shirt.

I felt nauseous when I looked at her stomach and chest. She had burn marks all over, obviously from where Bella had punched her.

Bella chuckled. "Looks like heat still affects us," she chuckled. "Run along, Jane, before I kill you. I can do that, now."

Jane took a step back. "I will be back," she hissed. "Alice is mine. Alec will help me get her. You'll see." And she ran off.

"Thank god," Bella said, turning to Alice.

"Are you alright?" Esme demanded of me, turning me to face her. "Did she hurt you?"

Remembering Alice's words, I turned myself to face Esme better. Leaning up slightly, I pressed my lips to hers. Even hoping for it, I was still shocked when she kissed me back after a small pause.

"I'm fine," I whispered.

"Damn," Jasper cursed. "Everybody's being set up but me!"

"Not true," I teased. "What about Carlisle and Edward?"

He paused, before nodding his head. "You've got a point there, ugly," he teased back.

"She's not ugly," Esme murmured. "She's my special girl."


Hey, people. I was going to update 12 hours ago, but I had to go see my friend in hospital. Sorry.

TWILIGHTfreak- Nobody ever called. I guess that makes you my favourite person in the world! Go you!

Well, the story is rolling on.

And hey, you never know. Keep reviewing, folks- I might start dedicating chapters.

It was pointed out in some reviews, I had accidentally reposted Chapter 9 here. I've fixed that up. When I add new chapters, I just number them. Chapter 11 is called 11, but is actually the 4th on my list, rather than the last, as it has a 1 then another number, and 1 comes before 2. I just selected the one on the bottom, naturally assuming it was the newest one. I've fixed that up. Sorry, folks. It was amusing, however.