They count your steps... they count your heartbeats... they count the seconds, that are carved in blood! and you give in for the world that i showed YOUU!

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And the shadows strike hard! in the ballrooms in your mind, and the devil's waving cards... in the graveyards of your time... Opium!

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Bella POV

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i stared, after my love as he bound down the stairs like the graceful lion, he so loved to- (We interrupt this broadcast, to bring you this special news report, which contains the contents of three very special interviews with The Grinning Psychopath, and I'm Alec's Number 1. their very own selves, starting now with Alec's Number 1, the Queen of NOTHING!)

"Now tell me Miss Alec's Number 1, tell me how does it feel to be the queen of nothing? and how would you say it feels to work alongside an author such as The Grinning Psychopath?"

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Answer. Its been a pleasure though he is a Psyschopath, as you know though really not as bad as most people think.

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"uh huh," *Scribbles down on notepad* okay, "and what of your new title as Queen of Nothing? i mean, it certainly must be an interesting job, what exactly are your duties as the queen of nothing, if i may ask?

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Answer. Well I am the queen of nothing therefore I do nothing,I sit on my ass and order people around.

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Hmm. *Scribble scribble scribble* Okay were done with you for Now. And Now for the Interview we've all been dreading. It is TIME for The Grinning Psychopath!

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"Okay, mister Psychopath how does it feel to be The King of Nothing if i may ask?"

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Answer. oh its a fairly easy job for me, to commit myself to. i mean all it entails i do is just well like my dearest wife said, sit around on my ass and do nothing, but order the bums around. have them remind me that i need to feed myself every once in a while. and besides all of that pretty much happens anyway, cept its my little siblings instead of bums, that i'm ordering around. though i do't mind admitting that i may have preferred that it actually be bums that i order around.

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"Okay, SO mister Psychopath So got any new places or people you wanna bomb?"

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Answer. oh not really, though there is this person who anonymously reviewed... Chapter 1 i think it was, who just for the crime of having such a silly name, i am considering tracking down, and slipping a little something into their food, so that if their male they'll end up having a Hard on for the next three days, and if their female, will boost their fertility a million percent, for a period of five weeks and if they get pregnant, have oh about two maybe three kids...

Or maybe it'll be something even worse, least for the guy. possibly a drug that'll get anybody pregnant regardless of gender. i'll have to think on it, a while.

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"Oh?Raped your queen anytime lately?"

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Answer. Oh of course not. i pride myself on being a gentlemen, and as such, do not resort to such barbaric means, to get my sexual pleasure, and so instead resort to inducing in myself chemical pleasure, with drugs such as Opium, Ecstasy, pot, and LSD...

of course if i get really desperate there's this little pill, i have that'll get her really, REALLY horny. and so if we were to have sex, it wouldn't be rape as such, after all you can't rape the willing. lol

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Okay back to the Queen of Nothing, for one last question.

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"Tell me, your royal majesty, did you know what you were getting yourself into, when you entered into this partnership, you have with the dreaded Psychopath?"

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Answer "well no not really I kinda feared him,but you know he's not that scary, once you get to know him. actually sometimes I think he's a girl with a dick" heh heh well i think thats enough questioning for now.

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Reporter for I'm Alec's Number 1, the queen of nothing. played by The Grinning Psychopath, himself.

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Reporter for The Grinning Psychopath. played by I'm Alec's Number 1, herself.

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And now to continue our presentation.

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I watched Edward the Love of my life, dart down the stairwell, his movements more graceful than those of the mountain lions he did so enjoy hunting.

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I frowned, and jumped up, to follow him down, at a more leisurely pace. and i passed by Carlisle, on the way down, he looked disconcerted, and a little worried. "Carlisle what's wrong, where's Edward, and Renesmee?" i asked concerned.

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he looked at me, his frown deepening. "Shortly after our talk, Renesmee, walked off into the forest, i don't know where, and then Edward blazed down here, and took off after her, again i don't know where."

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"Bella," he began, "I saw something in Renesmee's eyes, and something in Edward's... now i love Edward Deeply, as well as Renesmee, and think nothing but the highest of both of them, but..." he paused, looking off into the distance. "Probably nothing, but anyway, Renesmee Definitely has an Electra Complex, there can be no doubt of that, but... Bella, i hate to suggest this, but... something in Renesmee's eyes, suggested that... she isn't entirely there, and that, That more has been going on between Edward and her, than feelings of familial love, and lust."

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i frowned, not liking where this was going. "Carlisle you- you don't think that-" i began, and he shook his head "No of course not, but... Renesmee had to have been pretty bad, when he found her Bella, add drugs to the trauma of Jacob Black's death," i flinched.

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"and there's bound to be all sorts of psychological trauma, especially were Methamphetamines and cocaine are concerned, and so it probably would have been quite difficult for him, to have convinced her to come away with him, if she had developed a... a sexual attachment to him, before and during that period. indulging her, in some of her... fantasies, could have been the only way to convince her to come back with him."

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i felt my stomach do a flipflop. and i swallowed, "You mean, -" i couldn't finish, didn't WANT to finish. "Of course not-" Carlisle interjected Hastily, "After all she was still probably young enough back then, to only desire a few kisses from him, and maybe a few... intimate touches, but... Bella, i've seen a lot of things in my day, things that... That would horrify, and disgust you, things that, that haunt me to this day."

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he met my gaze, and i was startled to see a very, VERY old look in those eyes, a look in them, that i had never seen in his eyes before. "People in my experience, will do anything, to feel good about themselves, to get away from the pain, of some past tragedy, for at least a short period of time, i've seen Men and Women, turn to drink, or drugs, mostly opioids opiates, and cocaine, but other drugs as well.

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and Sex when you get right down to it, is about as good as a drug, people have been known to get addicted to sex. Sex causes a strain on a person's body, and to relive that strain, the body releases endorphins, endorphins relieve stress, pain, and produce sense of euphoria. runners for example, they run, their bodies release endorphins to relieve the pain and stress of the run, you got yourselves the fabled Runners high, as well as those people who are addicted to it, and there's cutters, cutting causes the body to release endorphins, the endorphins then go on to relive the pain, and produce euphoria, a person with enough of a tolerance for pain, and can appreciate the euphoria the cutting produces then goes on to get addicted to the feeling and you got yourself a cutter on your hands, can you see where i'm heading?"

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Carlisle smiled, but it didn't come within a country mile of his eyes. a cold chill, ran down my spine, and i shook my head violently, it couldn't be. "No," i hissed, "NO! it can't be I Would KNOW!" i snarled and ran out, ignoring Carlisle's pleas that i come back and calm down."

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I Would Know! those words, pounded in my head with certainty. I would know if my husband was cheating on me, I would know, I would especially know if he were doing it with Our own Damn Daughter!

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Edward was Innocent, he had to be, He waited till we were married, before he would even consider making love to me, and though he claimed it was to protect my virtue, I knew it was to protect his own sense of morality. Edward. Was. Innocent.

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If Edward is so innocent, then why are you having such a hard time convincing yourself otherwise? Asked a nasty voice in my head, that... that didn't exactly seem to be from my own mind exactly, i pushed that stray though aside, as temporary insanity, brought on by stress, as well as the little voice, though i had always had a cynical little voice in my head like that... always.

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If Edward is so innocent, The voice went on. Then why pray tell, are you running? Cackled the voice. So eager are you to find Edward, perhaps before he can do anything too drastic while in the company of your Looovely Daughter?

I slowed in my pace, down to a light jog, and not just because, i didn't want to appear guilty to this voice. this voice, really wasn't one of my own, it couldn't be. for one thing i happen to have an extremely firm grasp on my sanity, so that ruled that out.

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and for another, this voice was snide, and while my inner doubts could be jerks at times, when making themselves known to me, they never had quite this... this cruel edge to them. it was like... Like there was someone else in my head.

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Hello i ventured feeling like an idiot. is someone there? no response. and i tried it again, this time asking aloud as well as in my head. still no answer. i was about to put the thought that i wasn't exactly alone in my own mind, in the trash bin in my mind, along side the idea, of trying to beat Emmet again, at wrestling, now that wasn't a newborn vampire.

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When a soft tentative whisper tickled my thoughts. Bella!

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i stopped dead in my tracks, and stared around wildly. *Yes whose there!* i demanded of the voice, completely mentally this time. Bella oh god, its so great to hear your voice again... oh god, you sound so grown up i... Fuck NO!

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and the voice cut off, it was as if someone had suddenly changed the channel on the tv or something while you were, quite engrossed in whatever it was that held your attention so much.

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i staggered blinking furiously. What the Hell had that been? more importantly who had that been. the voice had been vaguely familiar but, not extremely, add to that, was the fact that, the voice had been faint... i mean really faint, and it had sounded... i don't know, like, like it had been coming from a radio station, with a LOT of interference.

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but still, the voice tickled a distant memory of mine.. could it have been jacob? sure it had only been three years since his.. death... Pain flared up in my chest, and as usual i pushed it aside. but anyway, i'd done my best to push my memories like the pain that accompanied his name, and thoughts of him, aside. and replace them with other more important things.

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more Important than one of my best friends? a small voice that was definitely mine whispered.

and guilt flashed through me. i ignored it as well. Could the voice be Jacob Black's? No he was dead, but werewolves, shapeshifters vampires.. could there be ghosts? or was it.. No couldn't be, Charlie's maybe? but i talked to him on a regular basis, i had no reason to be having flashes of him in my head.

but who could it be?

I thought of Edward, and his massive encyclopedia of knowledge. as well as Carlisle's yes they would know if there was such a thing as ghosts.

and so it was, with thoughts of the voice or possibly voices in my head, that i burst in on a scene, i never could have even in my worst nightmare conceived, was even possible.

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There on the ground was my Edward, as beautiful as ever, his flesh sparkling in the dwindling sunlight. his shirt ripped open, and Renesmee... my, sweet Renesmee astride him, pressing herself down tightly against him, her mouth ravishing his.

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Edward saw me, and tor Renesmee away from him, and rasped, "Bella!" i looked into his eyes, Praying to every deity i could think of, that they would tell me something other than what the scene plainly screamed at me. praying for a miracle. My prayers fell flat. for within his butterscotch orbs, i saw anger, pain, sorrow, Lust, and other deeper, darker more complex emotions i couldn't discern, and really didn't want to. i didn't need to be an empath like Jasper to know where that lust was directed. it was enough.

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and one look into Renesmee's eyes, was enough for me to know, that she too was in this of her own free will, as if i needed any more proof, than of her being the one pinning him down, and doing the aggressive kissing.

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Betrayal, Hurt, and overwhelming despair, fought for dominance, in me. but one emotion, one emotion far more volatile and powerful won out. Rage. endlessly powerful always there, ever domineering, unbridled Fury, rose up in me. and i didn't even try to fight it.

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Instincts took over, and i hissed, and lunged for Edward's throat.

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Carlie POV

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I had chosen my moment well, a little bit too well really. i saw Mother's arrival, and while Father, was busy flapping his tongue at me, i dove at him, and pinned him down to the ground. bringing my mouth, crashing down upon his.

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i heard my Mother's gasp of anger and pain, and Father shoved up at me, Hard. and spun around as much as he was able to, with me still astride him.

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I saw the myriad, of emotions that rose up in her dark eyes. and felt triumph from, that... other, and felt the almost insurmountable tidal wave of Anger, frustration, Guilt, and Despair, that came crashing down on Little Renesmee, the poor dear was so, so emotional, it shamed me to think of her as once being the dominant mind in this shell. and i sent yet another mental thanks to the Other, for having reversed our situations, so that i was the one in control, and the dear sweet, little Naive fool, was the one behind mental bars whispering suggestions, only to have them discarded, as... Too risky, or Too Idiotic, to even consider!

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i hated her.

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I saw the Other through dearest Mother's dark eyes, and saw them go even darker. with Rage, only partly of The Other's making, and saw her lung for Dear Daddy's throat... unfortunately Renesmee saw as well, and while i was concentrating on Mommy Dearest. She managed to Seize control from just for an instant, but it was enough.

Our hand was raised, and through Rensemee's Will, we struck out, landing the strongest, and fastest possible blow we could manage, into Mommy Dearest's chest.

And even as Mother was just beginning to fly back with the force of our blow, several of her chest bones cracked, if not outright broken.

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Renesmee also began sending, in a message that could potentially unravel everything The Other had planned, as well as inform Mother of just how she could help free Dearest Renesmee, and put me back, behind those Damn bars that had imprisoned me for so, so Looong.

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well we certainly, couldn't have that could we? well i couldn't anyway, i have no idea about The Other, but somehow i suspected that he indeed would wish that i do exactly what i did now. i smashed one psychic boot down, on Renesmee's psychic fingers, and ground down hard.

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She screamed in psychic agony, and i smirked, as her control slipped. i glanced down at the link, between myself and dearest Mommy, and decided that it really shouldn't just go to waste. so i sat down cracked my psychic fingers, wiggled them a bit, and got myself comfortable as i prepared to feed her data, that would not only completely overwhelm her senses, but overwhelm every last bit of reason she may have, and quite effectively squash any hopes of Edward, or dear Renesmee, had of forcing her to see reason. and thanks to time in mind, moving far slower than time in reality, i had plenty of time, to do all i needed to do. and throw in a few licks of my own, just for fun.

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Bella POV

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Pain lanced through my chest, as Renesmee's blow landed, but it was nothing compared to the pain, of the images that overwhelmed me. Dirty, Sick, filthy, Depraved images filled, my mind one after. the emotions accompanying them, almost superseding my own.

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I just lay there. Eyes wide, in ever growing horror, as i saw Horror after Horror, perpetrated by my Dearest daughter, and my loving Husband, Edward... or so i had believed.

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I saw Edward, and Renesmee, in so, so many compromising positions. i saw Edward naked down on his knees between Renesmee's Legs, his head bowed deep down, lapping at her various juices. a small crown i'd bought him for Halloween to play as the angel he was to me. he looked like he was dead, as he did this, really truly dead, but in his eyes i saw hungry, sickening look, that said clearly, that he was enjoying himself

Your lipstick's, between the legs of hell... mixed with speed and blood... he wears his crown on a head that's bowed deep down, a dying picture of lies...

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"Oh Edwaard!" Renesmee moaned, low and sensuous. her fingers tangling in Edward's, thick, tousled, auburn locks. sitting back, the bare porcelain flesh of her backside pressed into the hood of his volvo.

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He growled a low, "Carlieee!" in response, and went back to using that long, agile tongue of his, to pleasure our daughter,

Speak the Little Girl's Name!

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The image changed again, and this time. it was of Edward sitting back against a nearby Cemetery i recognized quite well's front gates! his pants were open, the front of his black boxers torn open, his long perfect cock out, and Renesmee on her knees, taking that cock, deep into her mouth. seeming to not even know the meaning of the words Gag reflex.

he was running, his long agile, fingers through her thick dark red curls. his face a twisted mask of disgust, Shame, and Lust!

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Shame Shame!

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Renesmee, pulled back to flash a perfect grin up at him, as he moaned her name. and flicked out her tongue, of which's length she had obviously gotten from him, Edward's Tongue really, REALLY was long, not long like that guy from kiss, but still longer than usual, and she licked away a few drops of precum from the tip of his cock, and then slowly began probing the eye of his cock, and he began twitching, his right hand clenching into a fist in her curls, the other crunching away at the granite that made up the Cemeteries wall.

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Tongues Tongues!

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And Carlie flashed another grin up at him, and took him back fully into her mouth, as once again, he moaned her name. "Carlieeee!"

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Speak the little Girl's Name!

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The image changed again, to somewhere i didn't recognize. But i did recognize the two laying on the large nearly flat boulder. Well, Edward was laying. Carlie was astride him Riding him, her face a twisted mask, of Disgust, Shame, Anger, Pain, Sorrow, Grief, Guilt, Shame and Lust, always Lust!

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i saw her rake her nails down across Edwards chest, and his grip on her alabaster thighs tighten, as her nails dug furrows in his marble flesh. i could also see that among the various juices between them, was blood.

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The image changed again, and again. and every time i shuddered as i recognized location after location. The garage, the couch, the piano, Fucking LAKE, that we Swam in during the winter! the Volvo, on the roof, in a GRAVEYARD! even, in our fucking BEDROOM!

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And as the images, passed me by, and as the deepest darkest tidal waves of filth, and depravity, overwhelmed me, i felt a new Emotion take hold... an emotion i had never not once ever, felt before... even as all others were revoked.

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Hate.

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So what do you think, that dramatic enough for you? anyway the fallowing chapters, like this one are going to be long, probably even longer than this one. i'm gonna at least try and get it all crammed into the last two chapters, before i end this fic, and start up the next fic. Shame Shame.

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Oh and yes That one puzzling part of the prophecy has been put into action. The Revocation of Empathy. now we need to find out, what the previous time was, for remember where it says. And once again shall all empathy be revoked so what was the first time? who is the mysterious other, Carlie was referring to?

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well anyway, i'm gonna have to figure out what's gonna be next in the prophecy, am i gonna add something to it, or am i gonna set a part of it into action? hmm Thrice shall the lion be damaged almost beyond all hope of repair, a 1 will be 2 a bond forged anew? he's just been hurt once i think so far. but no having the two of them come together not gonna happen... least no, not till final chap.

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Anyway Yes the interviews were conducted by both me and I'm Alec's number 1. i interviewed her she interviewed me, we gave our answers as they are.

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What you don't believe me? if you don't just ask her yourself, though you may wish to pay some tribute to her, for she is The Queen of Nothing, just as i am The King of Nothing. so perhaps tribute in the form of sayyy a Review to one of her stories perhaps! yes i think that would do as payment to her, as it would for me! for we are about equal in our depravity, well about as equal as i'm probably gonna find, that's willing to partner with me.

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Songs for this fic, Tongues, Trinity Fields, Termination Bliss, Little Angel, and New Dead Nation.

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