Hi everyone. Welcome to Chapter 4 of Soulless Monsters. This is something I started a fair while ago and came back to recently, it's now no longer 8 chapters long there are three additional chapters written and one or two more to come, I am hoping to finish them before they are due up however. 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 sighed, this was the moment of truth, he was sure Jasper was not going to react well and he knew he needed to make sure he was ready to react and get Jasper over his lap. "Remove your jeans and underwear and lay over my lap," he ordered.

Jasper stared as Carlisle as if he'd grown a second head. "What the hell? You are not gunna… umph," Jasper started only to be cut off by Carlisle grabbing his arm and pulling him down sharply, causing him to fall over and land laying over Carlisle's lap. He started growling and trying to get up. "You can't do this! I'm not some child in need of a whuppin'."

Carlisle knew normally he wouldn't force his kids over his lap without giving a few warnings, but he did not want to get in a physical fight with Jasper, so when he had his outburst Carlisle didn't hesitate. He grabbed his arm and yanked him forward and down, once Jasper was over his lap he pushed down on his lower back keeping him down. When Jasper started growling, trying to push up, and trying to tell him he couldn't do it; Carlisle brought his hand down hard on his jean-clad thigh. "Do not growl at me son, you have pushed enough for today," he warned dangerously.

Jasper couldn't help but let out a cry of pain at the swat, that had hurt, more than he expected.

"I also think you'll find I not only can do this, I am going to do this. I challenge you to find a father out there who wouldn't give his son a 'whuppin'' for attacking his mother," Carlisle added. He made quick work of baring Jasper's bottom and moving him so his legs were trapped between his own. He left Jasper's hands for now, but the moment he tried to reach back they would be restrained and though he doubted that would make Jasper give up straight away, he would discover quickly enough just how pinned he was. He raised his hand and brought it down hard on Jasper's bottom.

Jasper was ready this time and merely grunted throwing his hands back to try and block. He of course had been spanked as a child and well into his teens; in fact it hadn't been until he left to join the army he'd stopped receiving that kind of discipline. Still he couldn't help but fight this, he had fought in the Southern Wars, and this was a child's punishment.

Carlisle had been expecting the hands so quickly and easily snatched them up and restrained them in the small of Jasper's back. With that done he brought his hand down again and again, covering Jasper's bottom with blazing swats.

Jasper fought, well he tried to fight, but he was coming to realise he was completely immobilised and his efforts were for nothing. He would have settled for yelling and demanding Carlisle let him up, but it was taking a fair amount of effect not to cry out or yelp at some of the swats, he let out a growl of frustration but he cut that off quick when the swats started on his thighs.

"I will not repeat myself again Jasper. Do. Not. Growl. At. Me," Carlisle ground out. He punctuated each word of the order with a blazing swat low down on Jasper's thigh.

Jasper was struggling hard not to start crying, but dang it Carlisle was spanking hard and relentlessly and there was nothing he could do to escape a single painful swat. When he felt the swats visit a new tender area, the spot where bottom met thigh, he lost his battle with making noise and cried out loudly at each swat.

When Jasper started crying out Carlisle knew he would need to start the lecture. "You never ever lay a hand on anyone in this family in anger. That applies doubly for your mother; you ever behave so appallingly again and I will have you over my knee, blistering your bottom every day for a week. Do you understand?" He lectured. The whole time he continued spanking, making sure his sons thighs received their share of swats as well.

"Ah, ow, ah, ow, ow, ow. Yes P-Sir, no attacking m-my mother," Jasper choked out. He couldn't help it then, he burst into sobs, he had physically attacked his mate's Coven Leader's mate, yet instead of being destroyed, as any other Coven Leader would have done, he'd been given the crest and told that the woman was his mother. It was everything he'd wanted witnessing this family operate, yet never dared even hope for.

Carlisle was relieved the floodgates had opened, he wasn't sure how much longer he could keep up this spanking at the current force and pace. Now that Jasper had given in he delivered ten final swats, harder than the previous ones, then stopped and shook out his hand. He released his grip on Jasper's legs and wrists and pulled his boxers back up, rubbing his back and letting his son cry it out. "That's it, easy Solider, you're ok, shh it's ok, you're forgiven," he murmured.

Jasper sobbed it out over Carlisle's knee until he realised he was restrained no longer and pushed himself up to his feet.

Carlisle followed his son into a standing position and drew him in for a tight hug. "Shh, it's ok Solider, I've got you," he soothed.

"I'm s-sorry Pa-Carlisle," Jasper choked out.

Carlisle smiled. "Son, you can call me Pa if you wish, nothing would please me more."

Jasper looked up at Carlisle though he could feel no dishonesty, he needed to be sure.

Carlisle smiled gently at his newest son and nodded.

"I'm so sorry Pa. Thank you, thank you," Jasper sobbed.

Carlisle held his Solider tightly in his arms and let him sob it out.

Flashback over

Carlisle shook his head to shake off the memory and attended to the bite on his daughter's shoulder blade. There was no way Jasper wouldn't be able to smell it straight away, he just hoped another fight could be avoided.

Bella was able to deal with the sting of the foreign venom with only a small flinch. She brought her forearm to her mouth and sealed the bite there. When Peter found out she had let Edward bite her she'd get a chewing out – not for the fight, but for allowing him to get his teeth into her. Jasper would be another matter, he would try and finish off the job she had started when he found out Edward was the reason for her two new bite marks.

"Let's go hunt. I do not want one word out of either of you. Once we've hunted we're going straight back to the house and into my study. My patience is wearing extremely thin with both of you, I suggest you do not push it," Carlisle warned.

Both Bella and Edward nodded silently in acceptance.

"Let's go," Carlisle ordered. He waited as they ran out to the forest then followed a couple seconds behind, he was going to spank them, that was a given, but he wouldn't do it until he had an explanation for the fight. He followed the two towards the scent of a herd of elk, Bella was first in and scattered the herd, Edward following after a bull. Carlisle grabbed a female and quickly drained her before they all buried their hunts. "To the house," Carlisle reminded.

Bella drained the elk and buried it, sending up a quick prayer like her Dad had taught her. She looked up when they were told to go back to the house and straightened up heading towards the house, she entered behind Edward and they both walked up to the study. Bella could already feel the blood healing the damage she'd suffered during the fight; it didn't take away all the pain, but most of it. Still, she couldn't help but feel a little pleased that Edward's arm would hurt for at least three more days. With Edward sat in front of the desk Bella took her space and stood by the window.

Carlisle followed after his humanly youngest kids and walked up to his study. They would also be repairing the damage in the living room. He was slightly at a loss for what to do really; Jasper and Emmett sometimes got a little out of hand when play wrestling, especially when Peter was around, but there was never true anger behind it. "Sit down Isabella," he instructed as he took his seat.

Bella turned to look at her Dad and then at Edward, she didn't trust her temper to be near him right now.

"Now!" Carlisle snapped. He was one more false move away from warming his daughter's bottom up before finding out what started the fight the way she was pushing him.

Bella flitted across the room and sat down on the other available chair.

"What has gotten into you young lady? If you want to have this conversation lying over my lap I promise you that can be arranged. Do not test me little girl," Carlisle growled out.

Bella flinched at the tone and felt her hold on her anger slip, without her anger though all that was left was the hurt of Edward's words. 'Sorry Daddy, please tell me I didn't deserve it… please?' She pushed out with her third layer.

Carlisle's anger vanished as he heard the weak and pleading tones of his Baby Girl's thoughts in his head. "Didn't deserve what Bella?" He asked concerned.

Bella couldn't help it; she burst into sobs, holding her face in her palms as the last memories of her human life assaulted her.

Carlisle was up and at Bella's side cradling her face in his palms. "Bella, Baby Girl? What's wrong?"

Bella took a moment to pull herself together. "I attacked Edward because he told me it was my fault that I was tortured, I should have admitted to being a witch and be put to death, he said I deserved it," she admitted weakly.

Carlisle felt a wave of fury wash over him and he fought the urge to growl furiously at his son. Though it in no way justified Bella's behaviour, it certainly helped him understand her reaction and continued behaviour afterwards. "Isabella Marie Whitlock Cullen, you my sweet daughter in no way deserved what they did to you. You showed how strong you were, refusing to give in no matter what, to the very end," he pressed firmly. "There is no justification for what they had done, we both know you weren't a witch, it was just your shield manifesting while you were still human," he added. He stood and helped Bella to her feet, pulling her to his chest and letting her sob it out.

Bella knew this, but Edward's words had caused her to doubt herself for a moment, and they'd never disagreed so strongly before. Not even when Edward had chosen to live as a human drinking vampire. When he was a newborn she had not reacted to his harsh comments against her Dad, after all he was not in control of his emotional state. She hugged in tightly to her Dad and just sobbed.

Carlisle murmured words of comfort and reassurance to his daughter and rubbed her back until she stopped sobbing. "Better now Baby Girl?" he asked softly. He cupped her chin and tilted her face up to look at him.

The corners of Bella's mouth turned up in a small smile and she nodded. "Thanks Daddy."

Carlisle smiled and kissed the top of her head and let her go. "Okay, sit back down; while I understand your actions, they were still completely unacceptable young lady."

Bella swallowed nervously, now her anger had gone and her pain soothed, she was left with guilt for how she acted and that led to worry for the fate of her bottom. She nodded and sat down in her seat now finding her lap really fascinating to stare at.

Carlisle returned to his seat behind his desk and looked at his two miscreants, Bella with her head hanging in guilt and Edward looking, almost defiant. Carlisle wondered if he needed to deal with the two of them alone; Bella might be feeling better, but her past was incredibly raw for her and always would be and Edward's defiant pose and the look in his eyes did not bode well for a calm conversation. Carlisle did not want to have to break up another physical fight between his two youngest children. Still he needed an explanation… he would just have to come down hard on any signs of defiance or aggression. "So Edward, what caused your inexcusable words?" He asked. Since Bella had told him what Edward said, and he'd made the logical connection that it was Bella herself who started the physical fight, he wanted to know what lead up to his two losing their tempers so egregiously.

Edward huffed. "Bella wants me to damn my Alice to this life; I was simply explaining why I won't. She was the one who brought up the end to her human life, I was merely stating an opinion," he explained callously.

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Well there you go, that was chapter 4. Let me know what you thought please.