Hi everyone. Welcome to Chapter 5 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 but 12 complete chapters that are all finished. 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 could see the hurt in his daughter's eyes and frankly he was disgusted with how callously his son was speaking about an event that was a horrific memory for Bella. He let out a low growl. "You will respect your sister's feelings Edward, you will not be so cruel," he warned. Carlisle could see Bella was fighting not to butt in with her own explanation and sighed internally, he could count on Bella to be honest – with what Edward had said at least. "Go on Bella," he allowed.

"I don't see any other option for his Alice, they are together and she knows what we are, not to mention becoming a vampire is what she wants. The rules are clear on this Daddy, death or become a vampire, if any of the others found out about her and took the information to Aro, our lives would be at risk. She's his mate, even if we could keep her secret, keep her safe, keep her human; human's are not immortal, she will die eventually, and then what? We know how vampire's respond when their mate dies, they go feral, Edward would go mad with grief and it would never end until his existence was ended," she counted. She didn't soften her blows – even though she knew she probably should – she wanted to repay Edward's callousness in kind.

Carlisle growled at his daughter in response. "I may understand you have been hurt Isabella, but you are really pushing it. I want to know what went on to cause the two of you to start fighting, not for you two to try and start another fight. One of you better give me an explanation without trying to hurt the other or you will not like the consequences," he scolded.

Both of them ducked their heads embarrassed.

Carlisle waited a few seconds for one of them to start speaking. "Now!" He barked.

"I told Edward he should just change her, it's what she wants and really the only option for him. He wasn't exactly happy about that and we both got a little defensive…" Bella started.

"Isabella, I want a full explanation," Carlisle interrupted.

Bella sighed. "He snarled at me and said he wasn't going to change her. I snarled back and told him it was that or she'd die…" she continued.

"I told Bella, I wasn't going to take away Alice's soul," Edward interrupted accusingly.

Bella growled at Edward, her growl abruptly became a yelp as Carlisle flitted around the desk, hauled her up and swatted her hard.

"Do not growl at your brother little girl. I have about had it with the both of you. Your behaviour has been beyond abysmal and this antagonistic behaviour will stop now or I will stop it," Carlisle threatened.

Bella stood still, looking at her feet as she waited to be let go of or for another swat. "Sorry Daddy," she apologised after a moment.

Carlisle let his daughter go and pierced his son with a warning look, narrowing his eyes and folding his arms over his chest.

Edward met Carlisle's stare defiantly, he wasn't in the wrong here, it was nothing but the truth and they should all be dead. Every era had a term for those who were different, Bella just happened to be born into the one where that term was witch, last century she would have been termed insane and locked in a asylum, this day and age she'd be taken away for scientific study – or be making a killing as a stage magician.

Carlisle stepped closer to his son, so he was almost leaning over him and growled a long, low, continuous, dangerous growl.

Edward had yet to challenge Carlisle's leadership, both Emmett and Jasper had, for much the same reasons, when Carlisle had to spank their mates. Emmett had been first, Emmett had already had a few spankings, and so Carlisle hadn't been expecting Emmett to respond badly. Rosalie had lied to him – which was never something Carlisle accepted – Emmett and Edward were out hunting so he sent Bella and Esme to join them. He'd spanked Rosalie and was holding her and comforting her when Emmett returned home, Rose was still crying and Emmett had completely lost his temper. Carlisle told Edward firmly to take Rosalie and find their mother.

Emmett hadn't liked that and went for the attack. Despite Emmett's extra three inches in height and superior strength Carlisle was eventually able to get his hands around his son and pin him to the ground, he had hoped that would be enough to bring reason back to his head; it wasn't so Carlisle bent his neck and rested his teeth against his son's neck. That had done it and Emmett came back to himself, Carlisle held him there for a few more minutes, to make sure Emmett wasn't going to challenge him again before hauling him up and dragging his son up to his study.

Carlisle gave Emmett the dressing down of a lifetime before baring his bottom and pinning him completely over his lap, legs pinned between his and arms pinned up on his back. That spanking wasn't only about reprimanding abysmal behaviour; it was also about knocking Emmett back into line, reminding him who was boss. Then to make sure the lesson stuck, he repeated the spanking – pinning him down over his lap – every day for a week.

Jasper had reacted much the same when Bella received a spanking; she and Emmett had been rough housing and smashed a vase and a lamp. Esme had scolded them both, Emmett apologised, Bella did not, and Carlisle came down to intervene just as Bella growled at her mother. That had earned his Baby Girl a spanking, she had naturally been apologetic afterwards, and Jasper came home with Rosalie and Edward just as Bella was apologising to her mother. Jasper – obviously remembering his spanking for shoving his mother – had thrown Bella behind him and growled furiously at Carlisle.

Bella had unwittingly made things worse by trying to sooth Jasper, telling him she'd only received a spanking. Carlisle knew then that Jasper was prepared to challenge him; he'd ordered everyone out and even though Bella was reluctant to leave, Emmett was his biggest supporter and carried his sister out. Carlisle tried to get Jasper to reconsider, but he wasn't hearing it. The fight between him and his middle son had been a lot harder than his fight with Emmett; Emmett relied on his strength, whereas Jasper had experience and training under his belt. However Carlisle had more years' experience and training himself, it still took all his combined skill and knowledge to overpower his middle son.

Once again he had to bring his teeth to Jasper's neck to force reason back into his stubborn sons head. When Jasper gave in he held him down, just to be safe – as he had with Emmett – before dragging him up and hauling him to his study. He had received the same consequences as Emmett, including the week of spankings, and had been just as remorseful and repentant as Emmett. Though he still got a little foolish if Bella wound up in trouble, a warning growl was enough to remind him of his place.

Carlisle wanted to avoid having to go through that with Edward just now and he knew his youngest son, he knew how hard to come down to cow him.

Edward let his lips curl up and let out a growl of his own.

Carlisle hauled him up and put his foot up on the chair, he threw Edward over his knee and brought his hand down hard in five searing swats. "You do not growl at me boy," he growled. He landed two more blazing swats, keeping Edward pinned over his knee.

Bella shrunk into herself and looked away; hurt though she might be she was sufficiently cowed by her father's reprimands and had no desire to be on the receiving end of his ire.

Edward cried out at the force of the swats. "Ow! Ow! Ah! Sorry Dad! Ow! Please I'm sorry!"

Carlisle held Edward over his knee. "I'm warning you little boy you do not want to challenge me. I am done with this attitude, you keep this up and I will not send your sister out when I deal with you. Do you understand?" He warned.

Edward nodded quickly. "Yes! I'm sorry!" Edward rushed out.

Carlisle held Edward down forcibly for another couple seconds before pulling him up and pushing him down into his chair again. He studied both kids' postures; Bella, head bowed and looking away, shoulders curled up, open hands folded in her lap, Edward, squirming slightly, shoulders dipped, head ducked in submission, hands open but fidgeting. He nodded to himself; both had been put in their place and showed no signs of defiance. "So Edward told you he wouldn't take Alice's soul Bella?" He asked. He still needed the full story of how the fight had come about.

Bella nodded. "I didn't understand what he meant, I know he thought we had lost our souls as a newborn, but I thought now he realised differently. I questioned him, asking what he meant. He growled at me and told me we were soulless, I didn't like that, I told him he was wrong, that of course we had souls. He roared at me that we were nothing but soulless monsters. I couldn't… I can't accept that, I lifted my shields and showed him the memories of my last week, the torture, the questioning, the constant demands that I confess. I told him they were the soulless monsters, that's when he told me it was my fault, that I should have confessed and been put to death, that I deserved it. I saw red, I attacked, wanting to cause him as much physical pain as he had caused me emotionally," she explained.

Edward didn't interrupt this time, letting Bella explain, hearing the hurt in her tone as she repeated his words he felt a stab of guilt, he did love Bella, she was his little sister – even if she was older than him in vampire years – and he could hear how much his words had hurt her. "I can't read her mind, so I didn't know what her attack would be; she's a lot better fighter than me. I tried to stay on the defensive, but I recognised staying like that she'd beat me in seconds. I probably should have just tried to run, but I used my speed to try and overpower her, it didn't help me much at all," he admitted.

Carlisle was beyond relieved neither tried to accuse each other. Bella got a little bit passionate about the 'soulless monsters' bit, but she didn't try and snip at Edward. He was even more pleased that Edward admitted he shouldn't have attacked in response, running would have been better and he was faster than Bella

"Bella, you may not agree with or even accept Edward's beliefs, but you will respect them. Edward, the same goes for you, and if you ever so much as imply your sister deserved what happened to her again, I will make you seriously regret it," Carlisle scolded. "Arguing with each other is one thing, even growling and snarling at each other though not acceptable is at least not half as atrocious as being deliberately malicious and physically attacking one another," he continued.

Bella and Edward cringed at Carlisle's words, sinking down into their chairs.

"Isabella, you will go to your room and wait there until I call you," Carlisle decided. No matter how it was looked at Bella had attacked first and though Edward had completely crossed the line with his words, she had resorted to physical violence first.

Bella nodded. "Yes Sir," she agreed. Bella was up, out of her seat and out of Carlisle's office at vampire speed.

Carlisle sighed and turned to face his first son. "I hope you realise now how utterly appalled I am at your cruelty and vindictiveness? Your sister was merely being honest when she explained Alice's fate, you know I have never taken a life that had another choice, but Alice does not have a choice. You might be willing to bring the Volturi down on this family, but I am not, you introduced Alice to this world, her fate is decided. I will not turn her until she requests it and even then not until she has finished high school but she will be turned."

Despite having already been warned Edward couldn't help but growl threateningly at his father. "No she will no-oowwww!"

Carlisle reached down and hauled Edward up once more, holding him under his left arm, bending him over so his butt stuck out and brought his right hand down on Edward's bottom hard, a dozen times. "Last warning little boy, my patience has reached its limits. This is not a debatable subject; Alice is your mate, which means you can't live without her now you have met her. She is human and the rules are very clear, she is turned or she dies," he lectured. Carlisle brought down a hard smack to emphasize each point. "Am I making myself clear Edward?"

"Yes! Yes! Perfectly clear!" Edward gasped out.

"Excellent," Carlisle acknowledged as he delivered another dozen hard swats to his sons jean clad bottom. He held Edward under his arm for a minute before pushing him back into his seat. "I trust you do not need any more help to control yourself? If needs be we can have this conversation with you laying over my lap if that will help you remember who it is you are talking to?"

Edward shook his head his shoulders slumped in defeat. "No Sir."

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Well there you go, that was chapter 5. Let me know what you thought please.