Hi everyone. Welcome to Chapter 3 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 flashed to Jasper and growled loudly, baring his teeth. "What did you just say to me young man?" He asked. "Would you care to repeat that?" He challenged.

Jasper realized he'd crossed way over the line. He started backing up, trying to put some space between him and his angry coven leader.

"Not another step," Carlisle ordered.

Jasper froze where he was.

"That was not a rhetorical question I expect a response," Carlisle informed his son. He stepped back up to Jasper, staying in his son's personal space.

Jasper leaned back from Carlisle. "No Sir," he choked out.

"So, you don't care to repeat what you said to me? You do not wish to show me such blatant disrespect anymore?" Carlisle asked harshly.

Jasper shook his head, his eyes wide with fear. "No Sir," he repeated.

"I am glad to hear and see that sense had finally prevailed, unfortunately for you, it is sadly too little too late. Come; let's see if we can't at least make sure you think twice before using such appalling language in my presence again. Follow me," Carlisle ordered. He turned and walked out of his study, towards the bathroom.

Jasper was utterly confused; he was getting emotional whiplash. He could tell Carlisle was furious with him, but he was still calm and was feeling more disappointment than anger. He numbly followed his coven leader, wondering what could be in the bathroom, and why Carlisle now wanted to deal with him in there.

Carlisle went to the sink and opened up the cupboard underneath it. He pulled out a wrapped bar of soap and unwrapped it, sticking it under the tap and lathering it up.

Jasper watched Carlisle unable to understand what he was doing, he wanted to ask, but he didn't understand Carlisle's emotions, but he wasn't sure how his questions would be accepted and didn't feel like upsetting his coven leader anymore.

Carlisle turned to face his son. "I can tell from the confusion radiating off you, that you do not understand what I am doing. It's rather simple; I'm sure during your childhood as a human your parents would not have accepted you using foul language like you did and would have dealt with it in a similar manner; the only difference is the way your venom will react to the soap," he told his son. Carlisle allowed a hint of a smile to show on his face. "I have to say though, the first time Edward swore and we did this, I hadn't expected our venom to have that effect, but we discovered it was a very good deterrent," he added.

Jasper looked at the bar of soap and then at Carlisle incredulously. "You think you're going to wash my mouth out with soap like I'm some damn kid?" He asked.

Carlisle straightened up to his full height again and pierced Jasper with a look, his eyes as hard as granite. "No I don't think that at all boy, I am going to wash your mouth out with soap for cussing at me like that," he replied.

Jasper might have been the Major of the Southern Wars, but with the look his coven leader was giving him it was all he could do not to flinch away.

Carlisle hated this, he hated having to intimidate obedience into Jasper, but he had the feeling he would have to do it this way for some time, his newest son was stubborn like that. "Open your mouth. Do not test me," he demanded. Living with a mind reader Carlisle had gotten pretty good at censoring his thoughts, controlling his emotions was harder but he could do it, right now he was focusing on making sure anger was his dominant emotion.

For a moment Jasper considered challenging Carlisle, but he knew Carlisle had spent a few years with the Volturi and he had a lot more years experience over him… plus he was a vampire now, how bad could having his mouth washed out be? Huffing he opened his mouth wide enough for the soap to go in.

Carlisle knew how close Jasper was to defying him and he did not want to spank his son until he had that cuff on, so when he opened his mouth Carlisle wasted no time in sliding the soap in. "Bite down," he ordered harshly.

Jasper almost spat the soap out when he felt it start to slowly dissolve in his mouth, but his coven leader's order for him to bite down was delivered in such a way he really had no choice but to obey. He reluctantly let his teeth sink into the soap, feeling utterly miserable and gagging as it frothed and suds started bubbling up in the corners of his mouth.

"Come, let us return to my study, you can keep that soap in your mouth it won't take long to dissolve completely and then we can continue our conversation. Hopefully this will remind you to keep the language clean," Carlisle informed his son. He walked out of the bathroom expecting Jasper to obey and follow.

Jasper did not want to obey, but hearing Carlisle's story about his Bella's start to this life he realized she could never leave and, as she was his mate, he couldn't leave her. He could never do anything that would cause his Bella any distress, she was his light, and he would always be thankful towards Peter for sending him to her. With that in mind he would never even think about asking her to leave, this was her coven, as strange as it was, and she was truly happy here, therefore it would be his coven too and that made Carlisle his coven leader. It might have been the strangest coven he had ever heard of, but there were still fundamental rules all coven's followed, the leader was to be obeyed – at all times – and so he followed Carlisle back to his study.

"You can stand facing the corner while the soap dissolves, once it has you will pick up your chair, return it to its place and sit down," Carlisle stated. When Jasper just stared at him, he let out a low dangerous growl. "Now! Do not make me repeat myself," he warned.

Jasper looked at his coven leader in disbelief; first he's got a goddamned bar of soap in his mouth, now he's expected to stand in the corner like a little kid in time out? He flinched at the warning though, that was a tone he decided he didn't want to cross. He walked into the one empty corner and stared at the wall join, the soap in his mouth was extremely bitter and foul, made worse by the fact his venom was dissolving it; if this was the punishment for swearing it was going to be something he avoided.

Carlisle returned to his seat behind his desk and tried to work out a strategy for getting Jasper to accept the cuff so he could get this god-awful ordeal over and done with. He realized his strongest argument was Bella, it was clear his son loved his daughter with all his heart and it was equally clear Bella belonged here. Jasper would never leave Bella and Bella struggled when he and Esme took a week away together. Carlisle nodded to himself, Jasper was Bella's mate – that was a bond that couldn't be broken – so even if Carlisle had to call his family a coven to get Jasper to put that cuff on, he would do it, if it became necessary.

Once the soap had dissolved and Jasper was feeling vaguely sick – even though he knew it was impossible for vampires to be 'accidentally' sick – he turned around out of the corner and hastened to do as he had been told; picking up the chair, returning it to its place and sitting down.

"So you can listen to and follow instructions," Carlisle commented derisively. "Now I'm going to ask you a series of questions, I expect you to be honest in your responses, lying would not be a good idea for you right now," he explained. "Firstly, do you love my daughter?"

Jasper listened confused at where this was going. "Of course I love Bella, she is everything to me, she's my mate, she completes me," he responded.

Carlisle allowed himself a small smile. "You have no idea how much that pleases me," he admitted. "Now, you love her, but do you know how much she loves you?"

"Yes, she… she loves me with all her heart, as I love her," Jasper answered easily. He still wasn't sure where this was going, but he did know Bella loved him with all her incredibly loving heart.

Carlisle nodded in agreement. "That she does. So understanding how much you both love each other would you leave her?" He asked.

Jasper flinched and shook his head. "Never voluntarily," he insisted. "I couldn't stand that pain," he admitted reluctantly.

"Would you try and make her choose between this fam… this Coven and you?" Carlisle pressed.

Jasper flinched again, not in thinking about how much pain that would directly cause him, but at the thought of how much pain a choice like that would cause his mate. She would choose him, he knew that, they were mates; the mating pull would cause them physical pain if they were separated. However he knew the feelings his mate had for her coven members, and though he didn't fully understand, he knew leaving would cause her almost as much pain as him leaving. "I could never cause her pain like that, she means too much to me, seeing her in pain physically hurts," he explained.

"That is what I thought," Carlisle acknowledged. "So, you agree you won't leave her or make her leave, that puts me in an awkward position. As you know groups of vampires need to have a hierarchy, and I am head of this coven. I have invited you to join, but you seem insistent on not accepting, leaving me at a little bit of a loss," he spoke as if he was thinking out loud. He looked pointedly at the open black box with the crest still inside. "My mate and I both see you as a member of our coven, Rosalie, Emmett and Edward as brother, and naturally you know Bella's feelings for you. We do call ourselves a family and I run this coven very much as a family, and as a member of this coven I see you as a son. So I do hope you will put your cuff on and accept your place in our family."

Now that Jasper didn't fear for his very life, and had already accepted pretty much that this strange coven was his as well, he was able to pick up on Carlisle's emotions, there was no maliciousness, no cruel intent, and he genuinely wanted Jasper to put on the cuff. He felt his own emotions overwhelm him some, but he was still so unsure, after all he'd committed a crime that in any other coven would have seen him destroyed by now. "You… even… I… but what I did," he struggled out.

Carlisle nodded. "Yes, you have stepped way over the line, but I run things a little differently and besides you have already said my daughter would be in pain if she had to leave us. Do you really think I could put her through that myself by casting you out? No, so while you certainly will be punished, attacking my mate will never be acceptable, the cuff is yours if you accept it," he confirmed.

Jasper stared at his coven leader in disbelief but unable to deny the hope that welled up in him, he reached out and touched the leather cuff, displayed for all to see was the Cullen Crest and underneath inscribed in silver was his name, Jasper Cullen.

Carlisle was relieved he seemed to have gotten through to his unbelievably stubborn son, though he thought Edward may have him beat there, but he couldn't be sure. "Would you like me to put it on you?" He asked hopefully.

Jasper gulped and nodded wordlessly.

Carlisle smiled and reached across his desk to pick up the cuff and stood up moving to Jasper's side. Without him having to ask Jasper presented his right arm, Carlisle smiled and pushed his sleeve up slightly and quickly tied the leather cuff onto Jasper's wrist. "Welcome to the family son," he breathed. He sighed internally, now that battle was over, he now had to deal with punishing his new son. "Now, you agree with me that your behaviour has been completely unacceptable?"

Jasper nodded. "Yes Sir," he agreed.

"Do you also accept that you deserve a punishment for your despicable treatment of my mate?" Carlisle pressed.

"Yes Sir, might I suggest removing a limb and letting it drain of all venom, the reattachment process would be excruciating with the amount of foreign venom needed," Jasper offered.

Carlisle winced. "I will take your word for that my son. I however have something much different in mind, though I suspect it will get the point across just as efficiently." Carlisle stood as he thought about how to do this; he usually gave spankings over the knee, unless he needed to make a big impression in which case he'd have his children bend over something, they all hated that. There was one exception to this rule, when he had to restrain an unruly child who wouldn't accept what they had done was wrong, he then found it easier to pin them down over his lap, between his legs with their hands restrained. Did he want to make an impression upon Jasper? Yes definitely. Did he think Jasper was going to be difficult and unruly? Yes, without a doubt.

Jasper nodded in acceptance of that, he was sure Carlisle knew a lot more ways to punish a member of his coven than he himself did, after all Carlisle had spent a fair time with the Volturi.

Carlisle made his way over to the leather couch in his study and cleared his throat unnecessarily. "Come here Jasper," he ordered.

Jasper stood and walked over to Carlisle slightly confused, but ready to face his punishment, whatever it was he deserved it.

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Well there you go, that was chapter 3. Let me know what you thought please.