DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, and all the public characters.
Warning: The chapter refers to spanking.
Point of View: Emmett
CLC X - Denali Visit - Prankster Emmett
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Quil and I were in the basement working with the weights. The fool bet he could lift more than I could. I accepted the challenge, and we now had a crowd of eight to watch the show. They started us off light with five hundred pounds. I watched as the wolf walked up to the barbell, and grunted as he hefted it to his chest, and then over his head. The wolves howled in delight, and then they turned to me.
I smirked at my challenger and with one hand, I picked up that barbell and easily brought it over my head. Quil stared at me, as his jaw hung open. He groaned and watched me twirl it over my head. I walked to the heavier barbells and doubled the weight. I still held it with one hand, but this time I felt it. I placed the barbell on the floor and motioned for Quil to take over. The wolf moved the weight, but was unable to lift it higher than his knees before he dropped it to the floor.
The crash of the weights thundered loudly in the garage. I rubbed my palms together as I walked victoriously up to my challenger and stated, "Quil, this is your Dare." I used the remote to open the garage door and motioned to the wolf. "You cannot phase while you do this. Remove your clothing, and run around the building. Then you can come back and dress. You lose if you phase, and then you have to worship me!"
Quill rolled his eyes at me as he began taking off his shirt. With a laugh he stated, "Emmett, this dare sucks. We run naked all the time outside, and it no longer bothers us." The other wolves laughed, and I had to curse, as he was right. Damn, why didn't I think of that? He kicked off his shoes and the jeans soon followed, and of course, we had to run after him to make sure he made it around the building. We chased him from the garage and followed him with loud hoots and calls to grab attention.
I laughed at the humbled Quil as I stated, "Not such a dumb dare now, is it?" Paul came to see what the fuss was, and quickly called Sam's attention as we rounded the building. It did not take long for most inside to come out and watch the fun. Sam even cheered for the naked male, as we continued to hoot and holler. The alpha returned through the back door, as we rounded the final corner. That was when the dare suddenly became much more challenging!
Jared punched me in the arm and I was about to return the favour when he pointed at the lawn. "Shat," I spat out and quickly stated, "Quil, get your ass inside! Guys, cover him, we are going in!" Unfortunately, the dumb mutts failed to understand the urgency of the situation, and ran into Carmen and my mother. I glanced at our Denali visitor and grinned innocently as she chuckled and attempted to hide her amusement. Quil vanished into the garage. I approached Carmen, grabbed her firmly by the waist, and hugged her tightly. I lifted her into the air, and swung her as she laughed in my embrace. "Welcome to the reserve," I called out loudly, and then I set her down.
Esme glanced at me with an amused shake of her head. She turned to Carmen and mentioned, "Imagine if we had been gone for an hour." Carmen snickered as she looked at me. I smiled broadly, as mom enquired, "Emmett, what was that?"
"A naked man," I stated with a cheeky grin as I glanced at my mother. Esme inhaled deeply and motioned with her fingers for me to give her more. "Ma, it was a dare. He lost the bet, and had to run." I glanced at the door where Quil vanished, and joined the laughter. The guys and I were close to tears, as we joked about the prank we played. Suddenly I remembered a chore Carlisle earlier assigned. I groaned and admitted, "I forgot about the stupid gutters." I glanced behind the women and curiously enquired, "Where is Dad?"
Carmen smiled at me as she understood, and with her delicate hand, she gently stroked my cheek. She mentioned softly, "Do not worry Emmett; your father will take a couple of hours. You still have time to finish before he arrives." I wasn't truly worried; so long as I started then Pops won't mind. I smiled at her and waved as I ran into the garage. At least we had a power sprayer, and Rosalie added a few special touches. This baby now had a lot of pressure.
I unwound the hose and rolled it out, and then made my way to the roof with the over powered washer, and large plastic trash bin. I glanced at the drainage system, and fumed as I figured mom could have designed it better. I had to remove the leaves and grime from the summer, so it won't cause problems in the spring. This meant I needed to check all the traps, and remove the goop and rotten vegetation. One of these days, I will stop pulling pranks on pops, but he makes it so hard! Everyone else laughed, but he had no sense of humor. Is it my fault that Pops can't take a joke? No, I don't think so.
Dad was at work, but I did not see him. Where was he? Is it my fault that he was ditching work? I don't think so. I walked into the clinic after roughhousing with the wolves, and Dad was nowhere around. Jacob said mom was hitting on him, and he picked her up and ran off. More information than I wanted! Dad was skipping work. I had the best plan ever! I convinced Jacob to switch his monitor attachments with me. I found some of those round goopy things, and put them on my chest. Jacob played with that oxygen on his finger, so he could get a low reading. I didn't transfer all the wires to me, as Jacob still had a loud heartbeat that Dad would hear. We left the heart monitor on him, but placed the respiratory ones on me.
Dad would know instantly if the wires were missing, so I grabbed another set of monitors and wired Jacob to those. I laid them down, and everyone pushed the beds together to cover the machines and me. Seth laughed as he whispered for our ears alone, "he's coming." We sat still, and waited. The wolves pretended to watch the movie, and they adjusted the volume loud enough to avoid the annoying beeps of the machines. They tried to act normal.
I heard nothing at first, because the movie was too loud. Suddenly Carlisle's voice rose above the noise, "Shut that off!" I heard as he pushed the beds to the side, and I knew that Jacob was attempting to hold his breath. I very carefully listened for his breathing, and when he took in a breath, I did too. Carlisle called out, "Jacob, wake up. Jake, are you conscious, come on wake up." I heard as he pushed the last bed away and finally got to the wolf's side. He sounded perfectly calm and relaxed, but I knew better. Pops was panicking! Humans would never notice. Damn, I should have set up a camera! Sadly, it only lasted a couple of seconds, as he reached Jacob's side and knew something was not right. I told him he needed to hold his breath longer! We could have seen Pops panic! I remained perfectly calm when I heard Carlisle mention, "Physically, you have no symptoms of oxygen deprivation, but these monitors are not functioning correctly."
Uh oh, that was my cue to leave. I could have planned this joke a little better, as I now realized there was no way for me to escape from these beds. I had to squeeze between two of them, as there was not a lot of room underneath. I could not escape, and the room fell silent as Carlisle moved to adjust the monitors. Seconds later Pops gripped my arm and pulled me to my feet. I grinned innocently at him, and everyone else laughed. Leah wiped at her eyes, because she had tears leaking from them. Did Pops laugh? No! He has no sense of humor, and now I have to clean these bloody gutters. How is that fair?
I glanced over the edge of the roof, and envied the wolves, as they never had to do this. Ok, this was the first time I had to, but they get to play football! I grabbed the large trash bin, and began filling it with the goop from the gutters. This stuff was gross, and Pops wasn't kidding. It was a mess. I used my full speed to get this task completed. It took a couple of minutes. The big plastic bin was now half-full of goop. I set that by the corner of the roof, and turned on the power sprayer as I pushed it down the pipes to wash them out. Gunk clogged the first pipe, and took nearly fifteen minutes to clean. I am never pulling a prank on Pops again! So help me that was the last one ever!
This job took nearly two hours to complete, and Pops was still nowhere in sight. I figured he and Eleazar were out doing manly stuff. That's good, because Pops needs it. All he ever does is work and school, and he spends all his time with mom. The boys and I need to get Pops out with us more often, because he spends too much time with the women. I snorted as I thought of what that could do to a man. So help me, if Carlisle starts doing stupid girly stuff I will knock sense into his head. I don't care what he does to my backside! The wolves and I have to help him.
I hefted the large bin filled with goop, and glanced over the side of the building as I noticed the wolves were still playing. Suddenly inspiration made itself known, and I had an idea! I brought everything down, and set up my goop, hose, and power washer at the side of the building. I glanced at the wolves, and hurled balls of goop at them using my full speed. I managed to hit all six within seconds, and they screamed and started running for me. I turned on the machine, and aimed it at them.
Crap, was that thing ever powerful! Jared took it full on the chest, and fell back on his ass. I laughed so hard I could barely hold the hose, and then I aimed it at Embry who flew backwards from the pressure. Oh, this was good! Suddenly the wolves were upon me! I ran, and they phased. I nearly escaped, but they caught me before I reached the flagpole. Within seconds I was down, and wrestling with six of them. Now this was a challenge! They growled and snapped at me, as I thrust them away.
I howled in delight, and listened to their growls and curses. After a few minutes, they were no longer angered, and we were wrestling for real! Damn I love these wolves! Then I felt a paw pin my shoulder to the ground, and I struggled to get up. I glanced at the fury face of Jared, and groaned as the Beta had me pinned. If the shame of losing wasn't bad enough, I now heard the voices of Esme and Carmen as they neared. Now I need Dad, and he isn't here.
The wolves started making this dog noise, which sounded like quiet yips. I growled at them, as I knew they were laughing as they ran off and left me to face my mother. I shouted after them, "Cowards!" I rose from the ground and brushed myself off as Esme and Carmen came to check on me. I gave mom a bright smile, but she glared at me. Esme folded her arms over her chest and said, "Emmett, what has gotten into you? This is the second fight today that I had to break up."
I held my arms out in a show of innocence. "Mom, they attacked me. Didn't you see, I was running away and they ganged up on me?" I glanced to the wolves that now stood by the building, and I watched them snicker. Some people think dogs can't laugh, but I tell you they do! I glanced to Carmen and silently pleaded for her assistance.
Carmen laughed quietly as she placed a hand on Mom's arm, "Esme, men never make much sense. Garrett enjoys a good fight, and he loves to brawl with anyone. Eleazar spars with him to practice his technique, but that isn't enough to satisfy Garrett's needs. He has taken it upon himself to help the entire coven with their battle practice, and I believe Emmett could easily relate to him. It is just something guys do." She playfully rolled her eyes as she admitted, "I suspect Eleazar practices with him just to prevent Tanya from going nuts. Garrett has a lot of energy." She glanced at me curiously and enquired, "Emmett, would you like to visit us in Denali?" I grinned with a nod of my head, and received a smile from the woman. She turned to Esme and admitted, "Tanya could use the break."
Esme realized she was truly outnumbered, and shook her head at me. "Emmett, I am sure they did not chase you without a good reason." She glanced at the muddy mess my little prank caused, and with a sigh mentioned, "Clean up the mess." She looked at Carmen, and then gazed at me while she explained, "Jasper is not allowed out of his room until after Eleazar speaks with everyone in the family. Emmett, he is likely going stir crazy up there. I want Eleazar to speak with you first, and then maybe you and Alice can take him out hunting."
I growled softly as I thought of that disgusting and loathsome vampire who dared to call himself a member of my family. What an ingrate to attack my Father, and who the feck did he think he was trying to usurp this coven. He fooled me once, but never again! I thought he was loyal to our family. He fought with us, and taught us to fight. I did not realize he only pretended loyalty, and that dipstick would take the first opportunity he had to attack Dad! I glanced at Esme, and with narrowed eyes I enquired of my mother, "You want me to destroy him for you?"
Esme's eyes opened wide as she stared at me fearfully, "No, Emmett you are not to harm him for any reason!" I stared at Esme, as I tried to figure out what was wrong with her, and then it hit me. Jasper manipulated her emotions. He is a fecking trickster! Is that what he did all along? Now he thinks he can manipulate our emotions and make us love him. I glanced at Esme, and realized I had to come up with a plan for her to break his spell. I don't know how his magic works, but it was up to me to fix it!
Carmen laid a hand on my arm and calmly mentioned, "Emmett, you need to speak with Eleazar. I realize how much you love your brother, but now, you are angry. That happens in families. I went for an entire month without talking to Kate, and it drove Tanya mad. I was livid with her, and then Garrett suggested a hunting trip. He convinced Tanya to make us go with him, and none else. We traveled to the North, and after running for an hour, we came to a stop and fought it out. Garrett stepped back, and watched us scrap. Personally, I think he enjoyed it."
She rolled her eyes, and continued with the story, "Emmett, I am a pacifist much like your Father. However, I was so angry. We destroyed our clothing, but we soon realized how ridiculous we had been. Garrett graciously left us, as we talked it out. He returned a few hours later with some new clothing, and by then Kate and I were hugging and laughing. We dressed quickly while Garrett turned his back, and we happily returned home. I am certain that everyone knew what happened, but they never mentioned a thing." Carmen's hand gently stroked my arm as she mentioned, "Emmett, families sometimes fight. You need to forgive one another and move on, or you will tear everyone apart."
I groaned at Carmen as I mentioned, "You don't understand. He tried to destroy Carlisle. Carmen, there is no way anyone can forgive him for that!" Carmen glanced at Esme, and I took in a deep breath and shook my head. "No, she got too close to Jasper. He manipulated her with his gift, because there is no way she would forgive him. Carmen, you can't trust him. I will never forgive him!" Carmen sucked in her breath at my words, and stared cautiously at me.
Esme pointed to the house as she commanded, "Emmett, you will not harm your brother. I do not want you going anywhere near him, do you understand me?" I nodded my head dutifully to my mother, as I did not intend to let him manipulate me. Esme took in a deep breath, and leaned in as she gave me an affectionate kiss on my cheek. I glanced around quickly to see if anyone saw that, and noticed those damned wolves snickering at me. I glared at them, but Esme called my attention as she commanded, "Emmett, that is enough. You are filthy. Enter your bedroom through the balcony, and clean yourself up. Eleazar will arrive shortly, and I will ask him to speak with you." I opened my mouth to argue when she interrupted me and stated, "You are not to leave your room until after the chat with Eleazar."
I groaned quietly, as if this could get any worse. Jasper is the one who tried to kill the coven leader, and now she sent me to my room. How is that fair? A kiss was bad enough. There was no way I wanted to push Mom and have her swat me. Grudgingly I agreed, "Fine, I will wait." Without another word, I picked up the equipment I had used for the roof, and put everything away. I then jumped to the balcony outside my bedroom suite, and went inside for a shower. Rose was not there, so this was just a boring and ordinary one with the soap and me. I dressed into jeans and a t-shirt, and realized mom grounded me to this room. I felt like a prisoner, and there was nothing to do.
It dawned on me that the mud-covered wolves were still outside, and that they would soon need to shower. I cackled at the thought, and turned the hot water on at full blast. I moved to the sink, and turned it on as well. Mentally I told Edward to do the same thing, and pushed out an image of the mud-covered wolves. I heard his shower start a few seconds later. It took half an hour, but we used all the hot water. I cackled gleefully, and mentally congratulated my brother as we both turned off the water. I then opened my window, and cupped my hands behind my ears as I attempted to hear their frustrated shouts. I was not disappointed.
I suddenly noticed all the clothes on the floor. I stared at it for a moment, and then thought of Mom and Dad's bedroom. It never looked like this, and I didn't want Eleazar to think I was a messy kid. I used my full speed, and tossed all the clothes into the dressing room. I then picked up all the other stuff that was lying about, and threw them in there too. I kicked the pile of junk away from the door, and closed it. He will never go in there. I then glanced at the bedroom, and smiled proudly at how clean everything looked.
Chat with Eleazar
I waited for eternity, and then he finally arrived. Eleazar smiled at me in salutation, and I gave him a big bear hug. I didn't want to look too impatient as I greeted him, "Eleazar, you finally came." I narrowed my brows curiously and enquired, "What took you so long to get here? The women beat you guys by hours."
Eleazar laughed lightly as he glanced at me, and with a slow shake of his head he admitted, "I kept you waiting much too long." He motioned to the door and calmly mentioned, "Carlisle suggested that I speak with you in his study." I blinked at the man, as I contemplated that notion. Nobody ever wants to visit Dad's study. Eleazar glanced at me patiently, and I realized that he wished for me to follow him. We walked into the study and he closed the door, and then the sound panels of doom. I nervously shuffled my weight from one foot to the other as I watched him. He glanced at me, and appeared confused.
Eleazar calmly mentioned, "I need to speak with you about Jasper, and your father ensured me of our privacy. Apparently people cannot hear normal conversation through these panels." I nodded my head in agreement, and felt a little more at ease while I took a seat on the chair. Eleazar sat behind Dad's desk and smiled at me while he mentioned, "Emmett, your father tells me that you patrol with the wolves. I am curious to hear about that, and what you do out there."
I am glad Eleazar likes to talk about manly things, unlike my brother. All Edward can talk about is Bella. Ugh, that boy has it bad. I smiled at Eleazar and mentioned, "I don't have a regular partner, as we just team up with whoever is there. Sam tells us where to go, and we run in wide circles around the area that we are covering. We sniff, and look for any sign of vampire activity. If we find something we give a shout, and the wolves have this telepathic communication thing they do."
Eleazar slowly nodded his head as he listened to my explanation, and then I noticed as he sat quietly. Oh man, do not be like Dad! Speak, I silently urged him I waited for the man to say something. His voice was calm as he curiously enquired, "Do you ever team up with Jasper?"
I snorted in disgust as he asked about my brother. "That traitor will never again go with me. Eleazar, I would not put it past him to protect rogue vampires and throw us off their trail. Maybe he has an army of his own that he intends to build. Next time he attacks dad, he might win. Heck, he nearly defeated him. Pops was Jasper's punching bag, but Dad fought smart and outmaneuvered him."
Eleazar listened as I spoke, and I could tell that he too was quite concerned. Maybe he will talk sense into Pops, and show him how dangerous Jasper really was. Eleazar glanced curiously at me and enquired, "Why did Jasper attack your Father?"
"Jasper is a stupid ingrate without any sense of gratitude. He wanted to destroy the family, and ruin everything," I spit out angrily. "We never should have taken him in. I like Alice, but that guy never did fit." I folded my arms tightly across my chest and glared at nothing in particular. Eleazar said nothing as he studied me, so I figured I had more to say and might as well do it if he didn't want to talk. "Jasper manipulated our emotions right from the first time we met him. You have to watch it, because he does that to everyone! He makes you feel love, and trust, and then he stabs you in the back and tries to kill your Father!"
Eleazar calmly rubbed at his chin, as if I hadn't said a thing. I know this man has a gentle nature. He is calm like Dad, but this was ridiculous! Doesn't he know that Jasper is manipulating him now? Eleazar leaned back in the chair and clasped his hands behind his head as he calmly enquired, "Tell me about Jasper's gift. I understand that it sometimes gets away from him, and he accidentally manipulates people. Was there ever a time when he felt fear, or anger when you had no reason to feel that way?"
"Shat, Eleazar you should," I began to realize who I was talking to and said, "Sorry, I'll watch that language. I was hanging out with the wolves, and they swear all the time." He nodded his head in understanding, because we all know Emmett does not do things like that. I cleared my throat and mentioned, "Pops bit the back of his neck, and he was puking frustration and fear at everyone. I thought the wolves would tear him apart, because they didn't know that was from him. I wanted to whoop loudly as we realized Dad kicked his scrawny little ... butt, and then I was afraid and frustrated. Those were not my feelings."
Eleazar smiled softly at my near slip, and stared at me in contemplation. Ever so quietly, he enquired, "When did you know that he stopped manipulating your emotions, and did you still feel fear or frustration after he stopped 'puking' on you?"
I stared at the man, as obviously he knew nothing about Jasper's abilities. I guess he didn't know as much as he thought. I was very happy to help him out, and I looked him in the eye and explained, "Dad gave him a choice to save his worthless life, and the coward took it. The fear and frustration were gone, and we could not feel it anymore. I don't think he projected anything after that fight."
"That is very interesting," Eleazar calmly mentioned. "I would have expected him to have very strong emotions after such an encounter." He brushed at his sweater and glanced at me as he questioned, "How do you avoid his manipulation? Is there some way you can control your emotions?"
"I wish," I said, as I thought about his question. "It is a lot like living with Edward. If you want him out of your mind, then you have to think stuff that makes him squirm." I grinned evilly at the thoughts I have subjected my brother to over the years, and caught a mirthful look from Eleazar. "Jasper kind of works the same. You need to focus on your own emotions, and hold it. That makes it harder for him to cut through you." I offered him a bit of advice as I explained, "Think of something that gives you a strong emotional response, and then you can fight him off."
Eleazar tilted his head appreciatively to me as he mentioned, "That is very good advice to have, and I appreciate you sharing this with me. I may have to consider that in the future, as you know I will also speak with Jasper." He paused and glanced up at the ceiling as he considered my advice. I wondered what he would think of to help maintain control over his own emotions. Curiously, he enquired, "What type of range does Jasper have with his abilities?"
Ugh, why would he ask me that question? How am I supposed to know? I stared at him, and noticed that he earnestly wanted the answer. I thought about it for a short while and finally admitted, "I don't really know what his range is. Edward's gift is longer, as he can pick up thoughts from five miles away. I think Jasper is only three or something, but I am not entirely sure."
Eleazar rose from the chair and walked around the office as he quietly contemplated the information. Curiously, he turned to me and enquired, "You told me that Jasper's emotions vanish instantly when he stops manipulating them, and that his range is around three miles?" I nodded my head. Eleazar continued to pace the office. He glanced at me and mentioned, "Emmett, I need to process this information, and I want to do it out of his range. Do you care to go with me?"
"That is a good idea, because he will manipulate you too," I suggested and watched as he opened the door panel. I motioned to my room and stated, "It is faster to leap off the balcony, and we can use the one in my suite." Eleazar smiled at me, and shook his head. I shrugged my shoulders, and opted to follow him instead.
Eleazar led me through the kitchen, and past the dinning room porch. Maybe he didn't know about that entrance. He kept walking at his slow pace, so I followed him into the quiet sitting area with Edward's piano. It is the most boring room in the house, but for some reason Mom and Dad love it. They sat around talking with Carmen. I suspected the women were picking on Dad, because they were laughing while he sat silent. Rose, Alice, and Bella do that all the time. I offered Carlisle a sympathetic smile, and listened as Eleazar mentioned, "Emmett and I are going into the woods. Does anyone have plans for later, or should we return at a specific time?"
Whoa, what is this? Was Eleazar asking permission to go out? I glanced at Carmen, and wondered if I wanted Rose talking to her. Nah, I had to imagine it. Maybe he was just asking Mom and Dad, because he is a guest. He is ex-Volturi; he doesn't need permission from anyone! Carlisle smiled at us and shook his head as he mentioned, "Take all the time you need." He turned his attention to me and warned, "Take your cell with you. It will not please Rosalie if you run late, and fail to answer your phone." He's not kidding, but I knew better than that. I pulled the phone from my pocket and showed him I had it, and then Eleazar and I headed out.
We ran straight to the ocean, and continued for another fifteen minutes heading north along the beach. Eleazar motioned to an overhang near the water's edge, and we headed in that direction. He was the first to sit, and then motioned for me to do the same. I glanced at him curiously and enquired, "Why did we go all the way out here? The house is at least twenty miles away."
He gazed at the sea, and inhaled deeply as if it was the best aroma ever. I glanced at him curiously, and then he gazed at me and answered my question, "I wanted to make sure. I understand his range is only three miles, but I did not want to risk it. I felt this was the best place where I knew Jasper could not affect our emotions." I could see his point, and swung my feet over the side of the cliff as he studied me. Curiously he enquired, "Do you still feel the effect of his emotional manipulation?"
I shook my head, as I knew he was too far away to do anything with my emotions. Curiously, I glanced at Eleazar, as he made another enquiry, "Can he permanently affect your emotions?" I thought of that, and I shook my head in response. He glanced at me and mentioned, "Emmett, you no longer need to focus on your anger. We are now completely out of your brother's range."
"That's a relief," I admitted. "I don't know how Edward manages, but when he gets moody he can brood for days." Curiously, I gazed at him and enquired, "How did you know I was focussing on my anger?"
Eleazar smiled at me and admitted, "I had my suspicions." He paused a moment before he enquired, "Do you know why Jasper was mad at your Father?"
"He was mad at Dad for telling another human about us. I don't get why he was so angry, because Carlisle never told the guy what we are," I admitted with a shrug of my shoulders. "That was no reason for Jasper to try to kill him. Eleazar, he went nuts and refused to listen. Dad had to accept his challenge, and I thought Jasper was going to kill him."
"I understand the love that you have for Carlisle, but what if he was wrong?" Eleazar asked softly, as he gazed at me. He placed his arms behind him and leaned on his hands as he enquired, "What if this Mackael character informs the human race about these supernatural students?" I cocked my brow to him in response, and he continued to explain. "Do you think something like that would make it into the media?" Seriously, that was a dumb question. I nodded my head, and hoped he would get to the point. Eleazar smiled patiently at me and enquired, "What would the Volturi do?"
"Eleazar, we all know what they do when that shat happens. They come in and destroy the entire coven. They are violent, and there are no exceptions." I folded my arms over my chest and looked accusingly at him as I mentioned, "You were in the Volturi. You already know these answers, so why are you asking me?"
"Emmett, those were the thoughts running through Jasper's mind when he argued with your father. It terrified him, and he did the only thing he could think of to protect his family. We both know that he royally messed up, and had he succeeded that it would have resulted in a very bad situation." He paused a moment, and stared at me. Why do old vampires do that? Dad does it all the time, and it really bugs me. They should just keep talking, or are they so old that they forget to move after they stop? Eventually he started talking again, "If you felt Carlisle's decision could get Rose killed, what would you do?"
"I'd tell him off, and I'd make sure that he listened to me. I would not try to take over the coven, and try to kill Dad. Jasper was wrong." I stated firmly, and glanced at Eleazar curiously. Was he siding with Jasper? Does he plan to nark on Carlisle?
Eleazar crossed his legs and asked, "That makes you mad, doesn't it? Jasper's decision made you furious." I nodded my head in agreement, but I already told him that. He smiled at me and admitted, "That is normal between siblings. Emmett, do you hate Jasper?"
"Yes," I spat out in disgust. I attempted to spit into the sea, but venom does not accumulate like saliva, and you can never get enough. I was once more reminded of how sissy vampires look when we attempt to spit. I glanced at Eleazar as he prodded me to say something else, and then I admitted, "I am furious at him for what he did, but I guess I don't really hate him. Jasper likes to spar. He is actually very good at fighting, but we have to do it far from the house or Esme gets in the way."
Eleazar laughed at that last comment as he admitted, "That is what women do. They do not like to see us fighting, and yet we have to listen when they argue with one another." I smirked at him, as he would know. He was the only male in his coven for many years. That would suck. He grinned at me and enquired, "I heard Jasper took an oath, can you tell me about that?"
"Yeah, Jasper pledged to stay loyal and always do what Carlisle tells him," I rolled my eyes in disgust, as if that meant anything. "We all make that promise when in trouble. Eleazar, if Jasper meant it then he would never get into trouble. Yet he does, so there you have it."
Eleazar attempted to hide his smile, but it came through as he gazed at me. I thought of my words, and looked innocently at him. I am never in trouble, so of course that did not apply to me. Eleazar calmly mentioned, "The oath is a much more serious promise, and it has far-reaching consequences."
I glanced at him curiously and listened as he explained, "Jasper is no longer an ordinary member of your coven. He is now Carlisle's slave, and servant. The oath Carlisle had him swear is rather serious, and very few coven leaders ever require it. The Volturi does not do this to their members, or I never would have left. Emmett, Jasper is now Carlisle's slave for all eternity. He cannot act against his master, nor can he disobey. If Jasper ever rose up against Carlisle, then he becomes a hunted target for all vampires. Nobody could trust him, and he would not live. Carlisle made it very clear that Jasper is not bound to his Father, but just the coven leader."
My brows rose curiously at his words, and I stared at the man. "You mean that shat is true? He really is a slave to the coven leader, and he can never go against him again?" Eleazar firmly nodded his head. I had a lot to think about, and glanced warily at the man as I enquired, "Does this mean he becomes Dad's little nark?"
Eleazar seemed somewhat confused, and then he understood. "No, he will not tattle on you to Carlisle's father persona. I understand that the oath only applies to laws from the Volturi, so it will take some time for everything to sort out. Emmett, I understand you start patrolling full-time tomorrow. Carlisle asked Sam to have you and Jasper team up." Why would he do that? I snapped my gaze at Eleazar as he enquired, "What's the matter Emmett is Jasper a bad fighter?" I shook my head, so he asked another, "Will he stand back and wait for you to die?"
I shrugged my shoulders as I thought of the question. I stared at the ocean, and then admitted, "No, Jasper would fight. He'd still fight even if injured." I grinned at Eleazar and mentioned, "You should have seen him when we took out those three rogues. He and I fought with our backs against the other, and they didn't stand a chance! He grabbed a leg, and I managed to snag the vamps head. We yanked, and it flew off. Then the numbers were even, and that was when things really became fun." I grinned at the man and admitted, "That was a good day."
Eleazar laughed lightly as I told him many more stories of the fights and glory. Man, this guy was really into guts and gore! I made sure to give him even more details, and told him absolutely everything I could remember. After about an hour he turned to me and stated, "You and Jasper make a great combat team. Carlisle is lucky to have you two." I nodded my head in agreement, and then he enquired, "You're proud of your brother, aren't you?"
I nodded my head without thinking, and then suddenly I realized he tricked me and I quickly stated, "I was proud of him, and then he did that to Dad. Eleazar, how can I trust him?"
"You already do," Eleazar stated firmly. I opened my mouth to deny it and he slowly shook his head. He calmly mentioned, "If Carlisle refused to forgive Jasper, then you would need to choose sides. In this case, that does not apply. You are not going against your father, nor are you betraying him by choosing to forgive your brother."
I sat in silence for an excessive period, as I contemplated his words. After a minute, I slowly turned my gaze to him and admitted, "I guess you're right. I never did hate Jasper, but I was mad at what he did. I still don't like it. I would hate to have that type of oath over my head."
Eleazar pushed himself from the ground and chuckled as he admitted, "Esme is a real bad influence on my wife." I glanced at him curiously, and listened as he explained, "They are too much alike, and I can only imagine the torment they have put your Father through."
I shuddered as I thought of Bella and Rosalie chatting all afternoon, and me having to sit and pretend to listen. I smirked at Eleazar and suggested, "We need to rescue him." He nodded at me, and we quickly ran for home. We ran up the wooden steps and into the quiet sitting room where Esme and Carmen still sat chatting. "Where's Pops," I enquired curiously.
Esme motioned to the floor as she explained, "He is working in the clinic."
Eleazar and I glanced at one another, and broke out laughing. I motioned to the door and mentioned, "I'll show you to the man cave." The women now understood the reason for our amusement, and they giggled as we headed out the door.
