Hi everyone. Welcome to Chapter 2 of Soulless Monsters. This is something I started a fair while ago and came back to recently, it's now finished and 8 chapters long. You should get a chapter a week as long as nothing unexpected comes up.

Summary: AU Twilight. Bella was the first human Carlisle changed into a vampire in 1736, due to how she 'died' as a human she sees being a vampire as the best thing that happened to her. Alice is human and Edward has fallen in love with her. Carlisle uses spanking as discipline for his five vampire children. Edward firmly believes they are soulless monsters; Bella does not. What happens when they both lose their temper?

Warning: This story contains the spanking of teenaged vampires. Do not read if this offends.

Thank you to Jules Ann for beta reading this one for me and helping inspire me to write this to completion.

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Carlisle gave Bella a visual check over; other than her clothes looking worse for the wear, Carlisle could see one bite mark he would need to attend to as she wouldn't be able to reach it herself to heal it, the other one on her arm she could reach herself. Carlisle pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, Jasper was going to be really difficult once he saw those marks, as they would both scar due to the foreign venom. His middle son was extremely protective of Bella; he still didn't like it if Bella was scolded… though he was never as bad at that first time.

Flashback

Jasper had only recently joined the family; everyone could see that Bella was the only thing holding him here. There had been a few incidents where Jasper had growled at Emmett and Edward in an aggressive manner; enough that had it been either of his other two sons, or one of his daughters growling like that, Carlisle would have taken them up to his study to give them a quick, but painful, reminder about civility. Carlisle had held off on disciplining Jasper beyond a growl, glare, and some minor posturing, he wanted to wait until Jasper accepted his position in the family.

Bella was bickering with Rose, the two were close like siblings, but Rose hated her existence whereas Bella felt in Carlisle's debt for him saving her.

"You're such a stuck up ungrateful cow Rosalie," Bella snapped.

Esme heard this and had Bella sworn she'd be stood in a corner with soap dissolving in her mouth, instead Esme decided to reprimand Bella. She flitted down from her study and stood in front of her first daughter. "Isabella Marie Cullen, you will not call your sister names," she started.

Jasper panicked, his only experience with vampire covens was with Maria where discipline involved limb removal, torture, or death. He sprang up and immediately shoved Esme away from his little mate and into the wall. "You will not hurt my Bella," he snarled out threateningly. He towered over Esme, his presence keeping her pinned to the wall.

Esme froze in shock, and frankly fear. She'd never had cause to fear any of her children before, but Jasper was a very capable warrior, as evident by his scars, and she was pretty sure he was feeding her fear.

Bella noticed her mate's intense look and Esme's look of fear and quickly through both the second layer of her shield over her Mom.

Carlisle had paused in reading his medical journal when Bella and Rose's bickering started to grow into an argument. When Esme intervened, he put the journal down and moved to the doorway of his study. Bella was normally quick to respond to reprimands and scolding, but both she and Rose sometimes needed a little bit of a firmer hand when it came to minding their mother. Where Edward and Emmett would be more likely to try and challenge him, Rose and Bella seemed to see Esme as someone they could disobey up to a point. As soon as he heard the shove and heard Jasper speak he was downstairs, stood at his newest son's elbow growling; had any of his other children shoved their mother like that they'd have been dragged, by their ears, up to his study already. Carlisle knew he needed to take a more patient approach with Jasper though.

Bella was relieved when her Dad came down, she couldn't believe Jasper had reacted like this to her mom scolding her. She hadn't even been in danger of getting a warning swat as long as she didn't give her mom any attitude or disrespect; so long as she apologized to Rose and didn't start arguing with her again the scolding would have been the end of it. Bella knew Jasper had a tendency to be a bit over protective, he didn't like it when she and Edward had their tiffs, or when Emmett was his normal boisterous self with her. Bella had never expected Jasper to react to her mom simply just scolding her, especially when it was deserved…

Rose stared at her sister's mate wide eyed. She'd struggled to settle into the family when she'd first joined and she verbally snapped at her mom a time or two; Carlisle had been quick to remind her to mind her mother and respect his mate. Edward had found himself over Carlisle's knee once for being disrespectful towards Carmen – that had lead to them all learning that Coven Leaders and their mates were always to be treated with the utmost respect. Rose was surprised Jasper would ever physically attack Esme. She knew he must know to be respectful to Coven Leader's mates what with his start to this life. Carlisle had informed them, if it had been an unknown coven Edward had been so disrespectful towards, the coven leader could – and mostly likely would – destroy or at least dismember him, as was custom in human blood drinking covens.

Jasper froze when his coven leader started growling at him. He realized what he was doing and had done and quickly backed away, sinking to his knees. He prayed that Carlisle would have the mercy to end him quickly, but he knew he didn't deserve that at all.

Carlisle sighed, he knew he had to spank his son, he couldn't let this go. "Girls, please go hunt, your mother will join you in just a moment, give us at least two hours," he spoke heavily.

Rose knew how hard it would be for Bella to leave Jasper, she had hated leaving Emmett the first few times, even though she knew Carlisle would be fair and never truly hurt her mate. Rose wrapped an arm around her younger sister and guided her out of the house; she took her hand and ran into the forest.

Once his daughters were out of the house and on their way into the forest – they didn't have to hunt just stay away from the house – Carlisle turned to his wife. "Are you hurt Esme?" he asked.

"I am fine hun, it was just unexpected," Esme reassured. Esme glanced at her son kneeling on the floor, head bowed in submission; she winced at the sight. "I believe it is, Jasper who needs your attention right now. I will join Rose and Bella." Esme paused before saying Jasper's name, she wanted to say our son, but she knew Jasper had yet to accept that he was their son. Esme stood on her tiptoes and kissed Carlisle chastely. "Be patient and make sure he knows he is our son," she whispered. She stepped forward to cup Jasper's cheek, but as she approached he flinched away, so she refrained and dashed out of the house.

Carlisle watched Esme go then looked at Jasper sadly. "Come on Solider; let's take this to my study." He put a comforting hand on Jasper's shoulder, ignoring the flinch, then moved his hand down so he was gently holding Jasper's upper arm as he pulled him back into a standing position. "Come on, I prefer to have these discussions in my study," he pressed.

Jasper finally started heading towards Carlisle's study – maybe spilt venom was easier to get out of the floor in there.

Carlisle followed his son upstairs; this would not be easy; Jasper was his only child that he hadn't changed. Carlisle had a crest ready to give Jasper, a leather cuff like, Edward's and Emmett's, but he had been waiting for Jasper to settle in more before giving it to him. Carlisle didn't want to discipline Jasper without that cuff on; he wanted Jasper to know he was his son first. Carlisle opened the door to his study and gently guided Jasper inside; he moved around and took his seat behind his desk. "Take a seat please," he intoned calmly.

Jasper gulped but shook his head. "I'd rather stand sir."

Carlisle let his eyes flash, knowing the effect it had on this other children. "That was not a suggestion young man. Sit. Now!" he ordered.

Jasper sat in the seat almost instantly; though it was clear from his posture he wasn't comfortable there.

Carlisle sighed and opened up his top desk draw, pulling out the black box containing the crested and inscribed cuff. "I personally changed most of my family members, and after their newborn year, when they have control of their strength I presented them with my crest. At the same time, after creating Bella, Edward, and Rosalie's I had a partner crest made, so that when my children found their mates – human or already changed – I would have their crest ready so that they'd know they belonged in my family, just like their mates do," he started.

Carlisle looked at Jasper's tense posture and decided to try and relax him a little. "I am sure Bella has told you what she remembers of the end of her human life and her change, but I will tell you my version as well. See I had settled into her town a couple days before Bella's 'trial' it was a complete kangaroo court and she was declared guilty, but they wanted a confession. The way they tried to get the confession was through torture, though they called it questioning. She'd be brought out into the town square and repeatedly tortured, but despite the agony she was in, she never gave them what they wanted, and she was strong throughout. I admired that strength, almost as much as I despised it," he almost growled out. "I wanted to save her, I truly did, but I'd just left the Volturi and I was terrified by the thought of exposure, I wasn't sure how to get to her without them finding out."

Jasper was enraptured by the story; hanging onto Carlisle's every word. Bella had shared her memories, even sending them to him, but to hear it from Carlisle was something else.

"I watched her first and last day of torture, in between the 'special' events they would tie her up and whip her, by the last day she couldn't have confessed whether or not she wanted to, she'd torn her vocal cords to shreds, she didn't even scream. I think they were bored then, she wasn't good entertainment when she wasn't screaming in agony. They decided to burn her. Before that last day, I'd watch as this beautiful child, who was so strong through it all, was forced to endure torture after torture, and I would pray she'd confess. I knew of course she was not a witch, just a gifted human, I had learned about gifts during my time with the Volturi. Every day until she had no voice left, she wouldn't just refuse to give them what they wanted, she actively denied being a witch," Carlisle continued reverently.

"After that day, when she couldn't scream I knew it was the end for her, she would be burnt at the stake the next day. I managed to find out where they were keeping her when they weren't torturing her. To this day I am not sure why I snuck inside, maybe to tell her how much her strength amazed me, to promise her she was special and that I believed she was no witch, maybe to reassure her it would all be over in the morning, I cannot say," Carlisle explained in deep remembrance.

Jasper was soaking in Carlisle's emotions, feeling the complete adoration and utter admiration, mixed in with the fear, desolation, longing, and total devastation.

Carlisle couldn't help but wince in memory of his sweet daughter's broken and battered human body. "She was so… her body was completely broken, her heart beat stuttering, every single breath seemed to cause her agony and weaken her at the same time, I wasn't sure she would make it through the night. I don't know how, but she sensed my presence, 'I'm not a witch, help me please, please have mercy, I've done no wrong, please,' I heard her voice in my head beg. I wanted to help her, but I thought she was delusional; I had no idea how she could possibly know I was there. I decided to stay with her through the night, offering her what little comfort I could with my presence. Quite suddenly her eyes snapped open, though she was blind by this point, she searched her cell for me. Once again I heard her in my head, this time begging me for death, I was selfish in that I didn't want to be the one ending her life – even if part of me acknowledged it might have been a mercy, so I bit her, pumped her full of my venom and ran with her," he went on.

Carlisle shook his head to try and clear his head of the memories. "During her newborn year she had to deal with what happened before her change, it was during that time she asked if she could call me dad, I agreed and had her crest made, so that she'd know no matter where she went she'd always be my daughter. I also had a male version made for when she found her mate." He slid the box across his desk. "You have been with my family for six months now, though I had this one completed a couple days after you joined us. I know you are unsure of your place with us, but the rest of us know your place is with us here," he told his newest son.

Jasper stared at the box confused; he looked up at Carlisle radiating his confusion.

"Open it," Carlisle urged.

Jasper opened the box and stared at the cuff inside forcing himself to keep his face blank. He wanted it, more than anything, he wanted to be part of this family, but he knew it was not to be; Carlisle would tell him because of his attack on his mate the cuff would be destroyed. He stared longingly at it and couldn't help but tremble and project.

Carlisle didn't understand Jasper's reaction, he could feel the longing, but it was tempered by pain. "Son?" He asked concerned.

That was too much for Jasper. "No!" He roared. Jasper was up on his feet, flinging the chair across the room behind him. He growled at Carlisle, slamming his hands down on the desk and leaning over his coven leader.

Carlisle's eyes hardened as he slowly stood up to his full height, growling low and threateningly. "You will collect your chair, return it to my desk and sit down," he ordered in a clipped tone. His other kids would recognize that tone to mean they were one more false move away from completely crossing the line.

Jasper didn't recognize Carlisle's tone and was feeling too many conflicting emotions. "No," he ground out through gritted teeth.

Carlisle stared at his defiant son, he raise his eyebrow in surprise at the disrespect his normally very respectful son was showing him. "No? You, my defiant child, need to learn that in this house, you obey my rules. You have tested me quite enough today little boy, I suggest you do not push me anymore as I can promise you, you will not like the results," he warned. He spoke in a deadly calm voice, his eyes hard as granite as he stared at his son.

Jasper met Carlisle's gaze defiantly. "Fuck you Carlisle," he spat.

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Well there you go, that was chapter 2. Let me know what you thought please.