Read: Congrats! U did it! Sorta. . . I got 10 reviews on my story now called "Eye of the Beholder" although most of u didn't review it. . . but congrats to those of u who did. . . u have given ur fellow readers a nice lil present. Anyway thanks so much, and now enjoy Alec, and Jane. While reading this I recomend listening to "Everything Burns" by Anastacia untill Jane and Alec faint. And then afterwards listen to "Pain" by Three Days Grace. Music adds to the affect.
These songs exspress their feelings very well (in my mind) Anyway IK this is the chapter you've all been waiting for so here we go!

"Everything Burns"

Jane, and Alec were dragged by the townspeople to the stake.
Where they would be burned.

On the accounts of witchcraft.

Jane didn't cry. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of knowing how much this hurt.
Not like her life had ever been a cup of tea. . . but she wasn't sucidal. She didn't want to die.

Alec struggled against the men who restrained him.
He wouldn't let them kill his sister. He wouldn't allow it.
During there lives Alec had usually been the quiet one, the anti-social one, the numb one. He never cried, he never raised his voice, he barely spoke to anyone but Jane.
But now he screamed and thrashed and cursed these wretched excuses of human beings "YOU WILL ROT IN HELL! YOU SICK BASTARDS! FUCK YOU! DIE DIE DIE!"

The crowd was frightened.
A witch telling you to go to hell was a curse.
According to ever human around, Alec and Jane were a curse.

Their own parent's had given them up without a fight.
Their own parent's!
The man and woman who tucked them in at night, and kissed their forheads.
The man and woman who promised to protect, and love them forever.

The men pulled the twins down the street.
The street was filled with people.
It was midnight.
The burning torches illuminated the darkness, menacingly.

Jane focused on causing her captor pain.
He dropped to his knees screaming in agony.

"The Witch has hexed him" a random bystander accused.
Two men snatched Jane, and kept her from running.

Alec looked into his sisters eyes.
They were the only eyes he was comfortable looking into.
Bright emerald green, identical to his.

People chanted as the soldiers tied Alec, and Jane to two stakes.

"Burn the Witch Twins"
"Burn the Witch Girl first!"
"NO! Start with the Witch Boy he's the more powerful sorcerer!"

Jane felt rage fill her body as she heard the bitch voltunteer her brother to die first.
"DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE" Jane chanted, focusing her energy on tormenting that simple minded demon.

The woman screamed out in agony, and crumpled to the floor.
"BURN THE WITCH GIRL!" the crowd chanted.

Alec screamed.
Seething with rage.

For reasons unknown, a man blindfolded Alec.
Nobody knows why.

Alec couldn't see, he didn't like it.
He felt alone and scared.

Alec struggled angrly against the binds.
The man set Jane's stake aflame.

Jane screamed in agony "DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL! I WILL GET MY REVENGE! EVERYTHING WILL BURN! ONE DAY, EVERYTHING WILL BURN. EVERYONE WILL SCREAM! AND I. . .I WILL LAUGH AS YOUR BLOODY CARCASSES GO UP IN FLAMES! BECAUSE YOU BURNED ME. BURNED MY DREAMS! BURNED MY BROTHER! BURNED MY SOUL! AND ONE DAY I WILL BURN YOU! I'LL BURN THIS WHOLE WORLD DOWN AS MY FURY BECOMES YOUR DEMISE! EVERYTHING WILL BURN!"

Everyone shook with fear.
While Jane's screams and death threats filled the air they lit fire to Alec.

He screamed loudly.
Feeling the pain and wishing it onto others. But that was Jane's talent. . .

After endless minutes of burning, Alec started to lose himself. He couldn't see, he couldn't hear, he couldn't feel. He assumed he was dead.
Jane, however, felt all the pain. She took every lick of pain and transferred it to a spectator. After five minutes of endless fire, her power was more powerful now then ever before.

Right as the twins were almost dead an army black cloaks suddenly swooped in on the event.
Only Jane saw it though.

She whispered "Everything burns"
Alec whispered in his personal darkness "It all fades away. . ."

Then they both passed out from the pain, and fumes.

Aro , and his army swooped in on the pitiful humans who dared to attempt to kill his twins.
He had been watching them. He wanted to wait for their 16th birthdays but the idiotic townspeople ruined it.

His army of cloaked warriors began to murder the villagers.
Aro's sharp eyes spotted the twins. Half dead.

An undeniable rage filled his stone heart.
He charge towards the twins.

Felix quickly poured water over the charred twins.
Both of them were unconscious. But their strong little hearts still pumped blood determinedly.

Aro ripped Jane ripped from her bindings, and he ordered Chelsea to get Alec.
She cradled him to her chest whispering soothingly to him.

Then she placed him on the ground.
Aro placed Jane down next to him.

Screams, and cries, and the sounds of ripping filled the air.
A murder of mass proportions was being committed right here in Volterra.
But Aro didn't mind killing these bastards.

He had no time to waist.
He bit both of the twins.

Now as a vampire, Jane takes all the suffering she received in her life -emotional, physical, and mental- and forces it upon her victims.
"I told you that you would burn! Everything burns doesn't it! Does it burn mother? Does it father!?" Jane thinks as she burns another helpless victim.
There really just a stand in for the ones she never got to kill. Never got to burn.

Alec takes all the emptiness, numbness, and fear he has ever experienced and thrusts it upon his defenseless prey.
"Who can't see now!? Who's lost in the darkness now!? Who's a scared little child now? WHO!?" Alec thinks as he immobilizes a powerful immortal.

But no matter how many people they kill, no matter how many people they torment Alec and Jane will never escape their past.
"Burn the Witch Twins"