Note: I'm sorry if it's hard to follow, I just wanted to get this chapter written before I forgot what needed to be written. Sorry if it isn't any good. And a note to those who flame, IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN WHY READ IT? It's quite simple. Character death ahead and I'm upping the rating to 'M' due to the sheer amount of death involved.

Chapter 18

Stalking towards the house, a feral grin swept across her face as she focused her mind on the imminent kill. No longer trapped by her past human feelings of loyalty and misery, Bella found that Rosalie's demise could be something she enjoyed, and if that made her sick, then sick she'd be, she mused. After all, revenge had been promised and Bella wasn't one to not keep to her word.

The house still looked pretty much the same as to when she had last visited, the only difference being that the overgrowth had been tamed somewhat.

Wanting to make as much of a scene as possible, Bella decided not to strategise, forget shock; she wanted to see the pure fear on Rosalie's face when she burst through the door. Although dramatics could be likened to Caius, she didn't particularly care at this moment in time, any comparisons that could be drawn between her and her old masters were coincidence, nothing more.

Nearing the house, she thrust herself into the air with such force, that the collision with the door shook the house and its foundations.

"I've got to go Emmet, I just heard something" Rosalie almost whispered into the phone.

"Wait-!" Emmet managed before being cut off.

Bella's grin broadened as she likened her current situation to when Victoria had first cornered her on the reservation beach. Rosalie would be defenceless, she had no chance.

"Come out, come out, I promise to not harm a single hair on that pretty blond head of yours" Bella called before laughing. Sensing that the blond vampire was attempting to escape, she began to move with speed, deftly moving through the minimally decorated house. Turning the corner, she caught a glimpse of blond hair as Rosalie took the stairs in a desperate flurry.

"Don't run away, don't you know who I am? It's only Bella, little old me, the pathetic human. I just want to talk" she mocked.

Rosalie replied by flinging a bookcase in Bella's way.

Dodging it easily, hard lines set in around Bella's brow, she was determined that Rosalie would never even have the chance to escape. Pushing on forcefully, Bella quickly caught up with her. With Rosalie now in her sight, she could sense the blond vampire's panic. Propelling herself, she pounced onto Rosalie, bringing them both down as they tumbled into a glass window.

Plummeting towards the gravelly ground beneath, Bella managed to claw Rosalie's face. Hissing in pain, Rosalie scuttled backwards, distancing her attacker away from her. Swiftly scanning the surrounding scene, she knew that her chances of fleeing where slim. Realising that what Edward had claimed was true, she became resolute in finishing the creature now called Bella, Edward had been right to leave her, she had become a monster.

Bella observed as Rosalie's expression became one of determination. Smirking she thought, this may be interesting, maybe even a challenge. And she certainly hadn't had any of those since her training with the Volturi.

Mirroring, they both resorted to crouching. Watching the blond vampire for any indication of an attack, Bella decided to try and gain the upper hand first. Launching herself suddenly at Rosalie, she sent her flailing into the brickwork of the house. Shaking her right shoulder, she eased some of the tension in her muscles; the fall had hurt her somewhat. Advancing toward the wreckage that Rosalie was now emerging from, she started a dialogue.

"A monster do you think I am?" Bella laughed.

The blond vampire worked quickly to hide the shock on her face. Dusting her clothes, she replied without looking up.

"So you can read minds now can you?"

Annoyance raged through Bella as the blond vampire before her dared to use a condescending tone towards her. Even as a vampire she was treated no better by the Cullens.

Rather than answering verbally, she demonstrated why Rosalie should've been scared witless by now. Cocking her head to the side, she concentrated solely on her least favourite Cullen during her human life. Mimicking Jane's talent, a smile filled with satisfaction washed across her face as she watched the blond crumple to the floor, withholding her screams. Intensifying the pain, she pushed on as Rosalie broke, her shrill screams of anguish disturbing the air.

Releasing her from the invisible shackles of torture, she recommenced her previous conversation, imitating the procedure that she took when harming Edward. In the background Bella could hear the monotonous ringing of Rosalie's phone.

"Edward was right to leave you!" the blond spat as she remained sprawled on the floor, nursing her injuries.

"And why is that?"

"He should never have interacted with your kind! You! You've always caused us problems" she breathed out heavily.

Bella's laughter filled the air.

"I'll share something with you. It could be your parting thought. I stopped blaming Victoria for changing me into what I am today. I understood that she may have brought about the transformation but really it was you, you and the rest of the Cullens! You all left, thinking I was in a danger, but it was you all who put me in danger. You left me without any protection, knowing that the Volturi and Victoria were after me."

Finished with her speech and not wanting to hear Rosalie's prissy voice, she continued on with the torture, this time using Alec's talent. Moving towards the anguished blond, Bella locked gazes with her. Ignoring the accusatory look that Rosalie threw at her, she reached down, firmly placing each hand on either side on the blond head.

"Sweet dreams" she whispered as the she vehemently tore Rosalie's head of her body. Forcing any thoughts that led her to feeling sickened by her actions, Bella knew that she had to leave a warning to the rest of the Cullens, perhaps next time they'd try better at hiding. Burning Rosalie's body, she left her head spiked on a branch that she had anchored into the ground, right outside their door. At least the Cullens will be welcomed home, she mused.

The incessant ringing of the dead vampire's phone dared to disturb the silence. Making her way through the rubble, she dug it out of what used to be the kitchen. The caller ID read Emmet, hitting answer she smirked as the panicked voice buzzed in her ear.

"Rosalie, are you okay? Why did you hang up? What happened? Did you hear something?"

"Guess who?" she said, her voice controlled and cold.

"Who is this? Where's Rosalie?"

"Oh, I'd say six feet under but you don't bury your dead do you?"

Yes, it's cruddy but I didn't know what else to do :$ I hope it was enjoyable enough. I'm considering if I should continue on with this story? Reviews are welcomed, I need opinions and if you wish for it to be continued which Cullen should be killed off next? Either leave your answer in a review or take the poll on my profile.

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