Hi everyone. Welcome to Chapter 7 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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Edward walked into his bedroom, tossed his jeans onto his bed and quickly pulled on a pair of sweats before going to Bella and Jasper's room and knocking on the door.

"Come in Edward," Bella called.

Edward pushed the door open and saw his humanly youngest sister, Rosalie was chronologically younger than both of them, but in human years she was older than both of them. "Bella I… an apology just doesn't seem enough. What I said was completely out of order and I certainly don't believe it at all. I am so sorry Bella," he apologised miserably.

Bella shot up off her bed and shot to her brother wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging herself to him. "Thank you Edward," she whispered.

Edward held his younger sister in his arms and hated himself even more for hurting her the way he had. "I'm sorry Bella, truly I am, what I said was inexcusable. You are so strong, I couldn't have held out the way you did."

Bella clung to her brother. "Thank you… I forgive you Edward. Can forgive me for ripping your arm off and trying to rip your head off as well?" She asked guiltily.

Edward rolled his eyes. "Frankly I think it was pretty justified, but of course I forgive you. Though I don't think I deserve your forgiveness, and I reckon Jasper will agree with me there."

Bella smacked Edward's chest lightly. "I think Dad's had enough fighting today, he'll make sure Jasper keeps his cool."

"I noticed you didn't mention yourself there," Edward commented.

"I think I've done enough today, I'll let Dad handle this one. Besides, we both know how well my mate listens to me when he gets it in his fool head I've been hurt," Bella explained.

Carlisle had been listening to Bella and Edward's conversation and decided to call her in now. "Isabella, come to my study now please," he called.

Bella and Edward shared a look. "Guess it's my turn to face the firing squad," she mumbled.

"Now Isabella Marie! To your room Edward," Carlisle barked.

Bella and Edward both flinched at his tone and left her room; Edward going to his room, Bella flitting down to her father's study. She raised her fist and knocked timidly on the door.

"Come in Isabella," Carlisle summoned.

Bella took a deep breath and pushed the door open letting herself in.

"Take a seat," Carlisle instructed.

This time Bella didn't hesitate. She went straight over to the two chairs in front of her father's desk and sat down, ducking her head and immediately finding her lap incredibly interesting.

"Look at me please," Carlisle requested.

Bella looked up reluctantly making eye contact with her Dad.

Carlisle studied Bella's guilty expression. He knew he had to come down hard on her for the fight and previously he had planned on spanking her for her words to Edward, but she had been right; though it could have been delivered a little less cruelly. "I hope you understand how atrocious your actions were. You physically attacked your brother; you are a vampire of two hundred and ninety five years, not some out of control newborn, I expect better from you," he scolded.

Bella flinched and shrunk down in her chair feeling miserable. "I…" she started.

"Do not interrupt me little girl," Carlisle growled his eyes flashing dangerously.

Bella yipped and lowered her head, hunching her shoulders, making sure not to break eye contact though.

"As I was saying, I expect a lot better from you. Jasper, Peter, and Charlotte have taught you how to fight, at your request, but I never thought you'd be using those techniques against your own brother. While I agree his words were unnecessarily cruel and hurtful, they certainly did not warrant you ripping his arm off and then almost decapitating him. When I came in you were seconds from decapitating your brother, if I had been delayed returning just thirty seconds you probably would have succeeded," Carlisle rebuked.

Bella pressed back hard into her chair, this was bad, this was very bad; her Dad was really unhappy with her.

"If it wasn't enough that you nearly decapitate your brother after tearing his arm off, you continued your antagonistic behaviour and had to constantly be reminded to mind me. Disappointed does not even cover how I feel about your behaviour," Carlisle continued. "Alice's transformation is for me to worry about not you. You are not head of this family and it is not your place to argue about her change with Edward. I'm afraid there is no excuse for you physically attacking your brother the way you did; one of your bite marks is less than an inch from his neck, which shows me you fully intended upon decapitating him."

Bella didn't have any words to even try and defend herself with, because she had wanted to tear Edward to shreds; leave him in pieces for someone else to find and put together.

Carlisle looked at his daughter; he did not want to go through with the punishment he knew she deserved, but he couldn't think of any way to avoid it while still making sure she was punished appropriately for her actions. If she'd been like Edward and had yet to realise why he was so upset with her behaviour he would have found this a lot easier. As it was Bella was already cowed and repentant so it was a lot harder for him to convince himself to go through with what he needed to do. It was also a lot easier to be harder on his boys, Emmett, Jasper, and Edward were tougher than Bella and Rose; the punishment was also normally only reserved for when his children were being defiant and unruly. Defiant and unruly were certainly not words he could use to describe his forever sixteen-year-old daughter right then.

Bella's posture was radiating submission, repentance, and obedience; there wasn't any defiance in her. She was keeping eye contact even though it wasn't easy with the reproach in her father's eyes.

Carlisle sighed internally, Bella might be repentant and obedient now, but earlier she certainly wasn't, he couldn't start allowing a change in attitude to cancel out a well-deserved spanking. He stood and moved the spare desk chair into the middle of the room again. "Remove your sleep pants, pull your panties down and lay over my knee," he directed. Carlisle sat down on the chair with his legs spread so Bella could stand between them to bend over his left knee.

Bella whimpered but stood up and pushed her sleep pants down and stepped out of them; knowing she was going to get spanked she'd changed into her pyjama pants as she knew they would be more comfortable than her jeans. She folded them over the back of her chair before walking to her Dad. She took a deep breath and pushed her panties down past her knees before bending over his left knee and putting her hands up on her back – she knew what was expected in this position.

Carlisle paused; this was the first time he'd disciplined Bella like this without it being because she was pitching a fit so he needed to restrain her. Considering even Emmett and Jasper had not submitted so completely to this restraint even after challenging him, he was surprised at Bella's acceptance. He caught her hands and pinned them to her back, holding her in place, keeping her bent over his knee. He moved his leg to pin hers between his so she couldn't kick or struggle in anyway. Though this felt almost wrong now, Edward hadn't accepted this like Bella was.

Bella hung her head miserably; she knew she deserved it, but that did not make it any easier to cope with. Like all her siblings she hated being pinned so helplessly over her father's knee, which is why it was an effective way for their Dad to control them if they were being difficult.

Carlisle shook his head; Bella accepted this so she agreed this was what she deserved, even if he was having second thoughts. He raised his hand and brought it down hard on her bottom, the next swat falling swiftly after as he fell into a rhythm. "I truly thought you were better than this Isabella, Edward is your brother. I know we are vampires and not human and we have to work hard to control our baser instincts, but lashing out physically at your brother to the point where you had already torn his arm off and were seconds from decapitating him is inexcusable," Carlisle lectured as he spanked his daughter.

Bella yelped at the first swat, wiggling her hips from side to side, which was all she could do pinned as she was. "Ow, ah, umm, ow, ow, ow, Daddy! I'm sorry!" She yelped.

"I should hope so young lady. You hurt your brother; you ripped his arm off and were unacceptably close to removing his head. If you ever attack any of your siblings like this in anger again, I will pin you over my lap like this and spank you every day for a week. Do you understand?" Carlisle asked.

Bella nodded her head. "Yes Sir. I understand," she cried out.

"Good, because I will not be repeating myself; you ever bite, or remove a limb from your siblings and that will be your punishment," Carlisle warned. The whole time he kept bringing his hand down hard on his daughter's bottom, making sure to cover the whole area with painful swats.

Bella was crying out at the swats now, not sobbing yet, but not far off sobs.

Carlisle had been Bella's Father for well over two hundred years; he knew her limits and so knew how close to sobbing she was. He moved the focus of his swats to her sit spots, peppering them with hard and fast blazing swats.

Bella let out a squeal of pain as the swats started on her sit spots. "Owwie! Daddy! Aiiieee it hurts," she cried out. Bella wigged her hips in distress and tried hard not to try and tug her hands free or try to escape her Dad's grip.

"I'm sure it does hurt, that is rather the point after all. However loss of limb and decapitation hurts a lot more. As does getting a spanking like this everyday for a week, so I hope you will remember this next time someone says something that upsets you and you control yourself," Carlisle lectured.

Bella broke down into sobs, dry, gut wrenching, shoulder shaking sobs. She gave in completely to the spanking, laying limp and just sobbing her heart out.

Carlisle wasn't surprised when Bella gave in early, he had been aiming for that and knew how to make it happen. However he didn't continue on like he had with Edward, he instead finished up, landing ten of the hardest swats yet to the meatiest parts of Bella's bottom. If she had not submitted herself so completely he would have continued on the same as with Edward, and he wouldn't have deliberately overwhelmed her to shorten the spanking.

All Bella could do was sob. She lay unmoving over her Daddy's knee sobbing her heart out.

Carlisle released his restraining grip on her, before rubbing her back soothingly. "Sshh, it's ok Baby Girl, Daddy's here. I've got you my sweet Baby Girl," he crooned softly. He gently reached down and pulled his youngest daughter to standing, pulling her panties into place, picking her up, and carrying her over to the couch in his study. He sat down and snuggled her in on his lap. There, there, Baby Girl, take it easy. Daddy's here, Daddy's got you. I love you so much my darling daughter, it's all over now," he soothed.

Bella wrapped herself around her Daddy as he picked her up. When he sat down on the couch she snuggled in closely to him, clutching at his shirt, needing the comfort his closeness provided. "I l-love you t-too Daddy. I'm so s-s-sorry," she choked out. She clutched tighter, pulling her self closer and buried her face in his chest.

Carlisle ran one hand through Bella's hair and held her close with the other, rocking her in his arms to try and help sooth her sobs. The boys never let him do this, they accepted a post-spanking cuddle, but they had to remain standing. However even his Princess Rose only allowed him this after a spanking – Bella was a lot more physically expressive with her affections. "Hush my Baby Girl, you are forgiven, that's it, let it all out. I'm here, Daddy's got you," he murmured softly.

Bella held onto her Daddy tightly as her sobs started to slow down and calm. Eventually she calmed down completely and peeked up at her Dad. "I love you Daddy."

Carlisle felt his heart lighten at that and pressed a kiss to his daughter's forehead. "I love you too Baby Girl, always will," he confirmed. Carlisle took his role as father to his five vampire children seriously, which meant taking the good times and the bad. Being called up to discipline any of his kids was not something he enjoyed, but he did it regardless, it was still reassuring when his kids confirmed they loved him and didn't hold any resentment over the spanking they had gotten.

Bella relaxed against her Dad and snuggled in closely; content to cuddle in for as long as he would let her.

Carlisle held Bella in his arms for a while then reached down and cupped her chin. "I better phone your mother and let her know she can come home, to reassure herself I haven't killed you and your brother."

Bella nodded. "Yeah, it might also be helpful to have Mom here when Jasper get's back, you know he won't disrespect Mom," she suggested.

"Now Bella, you let me worry about Jasper, I don't want you getting in anymore trouble today," Carlisle cautioned.

Bella looked up at her Dad and then nodded in acceptance. "Yes Sir."

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Well there you go, that was chapter 7. I noticed a lot of you who normally review didn't last chapter, now I'm not going to be one of those writers who demand reviews but I do like to hear what people think. I hope to hear from a few more people this time.