Warnings; This fic is set in an AU and doesn't not have any canon couples or situations. This whole story is simply a work of my imagination, using our favorite characters! This will be a dark fic. It will feature a poly relationship and it will have threesome action. It is rated M for a reason and is for ADULT (Over eighteen) entertainment ONLY. There will be descriptive violence and gore and disturbing behavior. DO NOT SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU!
Disclaimer; All things recognizably Twilight orientated belongs to Stephanie Meyer. The only thing I own is this story line. I have not made any profit from the Twilight storyline or Stephanie Meyer's characters. Don't sue me please!
A/N; The response to the last chapter was so much better! Thank you to all of you that bothered to review…it is so very nice knowing what you all think. Thank you, you guys for your words of encouragement! ;) Well, here is an update as a reward for all of you that reviewed! Far, far faster than normal. Please keep reviewing...it makes me write a lot faster! I had most of this story written, but I have been editing it as I go so that's why updates are a bit slow. And another change I have made in the canon Twilight verse; my vampires have FANGS! Something about those sharp fangs that just do it for me…HeeHaa! ;) Lol the date that is mentioned in this chapter is actually my birthday…seemed as good a date as any.
Many thanks again…please keep reviewing…I am one of those writers that need a lot of love!
Chapter four – Haunted.
Bella awoke with a start. Her body drenched in sweat, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath. She was in her bed. The sheets were wrapped around her so tightly she knew that she must have been struggling against their hold in her sleep.
Fuck it.
It was always the same dream.
Her heart grew cold as she realized that the out come would undoubtedly be the same too.
It was still dark but she didn't turn on the bedside lamp.
Warily she sat up and slowly lifted her hands up until the dim light from an outside streetlight illuminated them completely.
A moan of terror escaped her lips as she stared at the same sight that greeted her every time she had that dream.
Dark red blood stained her creamy skin; her long, slim, gently tapered fingers covered in semi dry blood, her short nails were caked with it.
What had she done?
She rushed to get up, tripping in her haste in the tangled sheets. Sobbing now, Bella half crawled and half ran towards her bathroom where she hurriedly snapped on the water, rubbing at her hands together frantically. The running water turned red as the half dried fluid was removed from her hands.
Bella was still crying, sobs racked her slender frame as she slowly turned off the tap and lifted her head to look at her reflection. Her hair was a wanton tangle around her pale face. Haunted brown eyes, brimming with tears, staring back at her. They were filled with fear. She bit her lower lip between her teeth as she stared back at her self. She then lifted her still wet hands and wiped at the tears tiredly.
She glanced down slowly, almost scared of what she would find on her body. Nothing was amiss except for the fact that she was naked.
She never normally slept naked, always opting for boy-shorts and cami at night.
She walked slowly into the shower; snapping on the cold water and then the hot, steam rose instantly signalling that she was making the water almost unbearably hot.
Bella felt dirty.
She wanted to try and wash the feeling away. She always did this after that dream. It was a shameful and scary routine by now.
This had been happening ever since the night her mother had died.
While she was in the hospital, the first instance of this dream had occurred. It had been the very night she had come out of her catatonic state. The same night she had checked herself out of hospital and gone back home one last time to pack her things.
The big question was; what did she do during that dream?
Bella had no idea. Except she knew she must sleep walk. How else would she become covered in blood?
And it was never her blood.
But who's was it?
The dream its self was always the same; dark shapes, disjointed scenes, someone screaming and crying, she knew it wasn't her own voice that wailed so pitifully. She had tried to lie to herself that it was just a dream. Deep in her heart she knew it was something far more.
This was her shameful secret.
She had always blamed her mothers killer for making her lose her mind.
Maybe she had lost it long before, she wasn't sure anymore. Bella only tried to forget. Although it never worked for long.
She always watched the news each morning after having that dream and carefully scanned any news on new killings or strange happenings at work.
She was looking for any evidence that she had done something terrible.
There never was anything to find.
And yet where had the blood come from?
She racked her brain once again while leaning against the wet shower wall, trying to remember; the wall was cold against her back and buttocks, bringing some clarity to her muddled thoughts, the hot water still beating down on her head and chest.
Last night she had eventually been brought home by her vampire's, she had been exhausted from the ordeal at the abandoned tenement and had fallen asleep on route to her apartment, held lightly in Jaspers stone cold arms. They had assured that they would drop her car off for her by morning. She vaguely remembered being placed on her bed and being covered, still fully clothed, with the bedclothes.
As much as she tried she could remember nothing more.
With a deep sigh, she turned off the water and climbed out, snatching up a towel and wrapping it around herself tightly. It was very early morning now, the sun making an appearance over the horizon. Its pale golden fingers caressing the dark skies like a lover. Bella stood watching the world lighten at her bedroom window. Sure enough her car was parked in front of her apartment building. A small smile touched her full lips as she thought about Jasper and Edward. It was strange how much she trusted them already. She wasn't sure if she was their 'mate', as they called it, but she was completely held in their thrall.
Her eyes were drawn unwillingly towards the pile of discarded clothing near the bed. They were hers from yesterday, black trousers, white shirt, and empty gun belt placed on top. She had obviously undressed her self. She went towards her bed, reaching under her bedside table, a sigh of relief left her lips as her hand touched the cold metal.
It was there.
Bella shook her head to dispel the dark thoughts that seemed stuck in her mind.
Time to go to work.
Once dressed and presentable Bella drove to work trying her best not to think about the dream.
But this time even though she tried she couldn't completely block out the horrible flashes of images or the deep sense of foreboding.
Arriving at work Bella quickly parked her car and went into the precinct, hoping that the noise and activity would dull the lingering fear she felt in the pit of her stomach.
It worked for a while. A new case file was on her desk, what a wonderful distraction, she thought.
This case was involving string of murders each one targeting a prominent man, in this case a senator, each body bore the same acts of violence. The body left the same way each time. It was definitely a serial killer.
Time to do her job.
She got there well after the police had arrived, the body was waiting for her exactly as it had been found.
Fully dressed this corpse was sitting in the armchair, facing the office desk, which dominated the overly large room. Arms bound, mouth gagged, eyes wide with fear under what was left of his forehead. Blood splattered everywhere. Bella quickly pulled on gloves.
Cause of death; a bullet wound, execution style to the base of the skull. Nothing had been stolen and nothing had been damaged.
Someone was knocking off statesmen.
How original, Bella scoffed, as she got to work examining the body.
She scanned the nearby area for small clues, coming up empty until she spotted something across the room under a side table, without getting up from her crouch near the body she stared at the object until she saw it clearly; it was a lady's broach.
Small, delicate with interwoven gold vines, diamonds twinkled all over it.
It had a small engraving on the pin and Bella made out a date easily.
18/08/81.
With a start she realise what she had just done without a second thought. She had read something miniscule from over forty feet away.
She was sure she hadn't been able to do that yesterday.
Thinking she was imagining it, Bella rose lithely and strode over to the broach. Picking it up in her latex gloved hand, she turned it over and read the number again.
18/08/81.
She had been right the first time.
A trickle of an undefined emotion filled her stomach as she just stared at the offending object.
How was that even possible?
Always needing evidence to back up any finding, she quickly scanned the room again, deliberately zooming in on small details around the room until she found one small enough.
The lamp's manufacturer was a company called Lumination. In Florida.
Upon closer inspection the written words were only a centimetre tall at most and she had read it again from across the overly large room.
Weird.
Bella shuddered and closed her eye for a moment, trying to block out the feeling that something was happening to her.
Something she had no control over.
There was nothing to worry about, she told her self. After all it wasn't a crime to have good eyesight, was it?
After documenting all the evidence she could find, she gathered her things and threw her gloves in the trash, just as she always did.
Grabbing her cell phone out of her pocket she dialled Franks number. She just needed someone to talk to.
Someone who loved her.
The number rang several times before it went to voice mail. Bella shrugged and thought no more of it. Promising herself that she would go and have dinner with him later that evening.
On her way back to the precinct she realized she had no way of contacting either of her vampire's.
She wished she did. Two pairs of strong, safe arms would be very welcome right now.
However, if they were what they said they were and they watched over her at all times, wouldn't they hear her if she called?
Feeling very stupid but determined, she stopped her car on the side of a quiet road and got out. The traffic was minimal at this time of day and this wasn't a main road.
She leaned against the car and whispered; "Jasper?" There was no sound.
"Edward?" She tried again.
A small puff of wind alerted her to a presence beside her.
"Right the second time, my dear girl." Edward whispered in her ear, his cold breath sending a delightful shiver through her. "Jasper is hunting at the moment. Will I do?"
Turning her head slightly, she smiled softly, nodding almost shyly.
"Mmmm, be careful dear Bella, or I might take you up on those delightful thoughts and Jasper wouldn't be very happy." Edward said with a chuckle. " I'm supposed to keep my hands to myself you see, until you are not scared of us anymore." A long elegant finger trailed over her cheek, over her lips and down her neck. "But you are not scared anymore, are you, Bella?"
"No." She replied, her eyes glued onto his firm, sensuous lips.
"Did you need something?" Edward asked, raising a brow in question.
Bella stifled a giggle, "Cant you just read it in my mind?" She asked.
"I can. But conversations can be a trifle dull if I only read your mind, Isabella. It makes my existence tiresome."
Edward's hand slid down her neck, over her shoulder and passing her breast, his fingers just brushing the side of the sensitive flesh, until it finally rested on her waist. His fingers rubbing deliciously in small circles against her suddenly overheated flesh.
"I just needed you. One of you. Both of you." She answered, still gazing at his mouth and when she raised her eyes to meet his she saw humour in the deep red depths. Humour and something else.
A tremor started in her stomach and spread through her entire body. Her limbs trembled with the force of the desire she felt, she deliberately filled her mind with images of Edward kissing her.
He smirked while gazing into her eyes. The other cold hand tilted her chin further upwards until her lips were just beneath his. He traced her chin with his index finger, slowly, tantalizingly teasing. Bella released a shuddering sigh just as Edward lowered his mouth to hers.
The kiss was almost teasing. He licked her lips softly at first and then he pressed his tongue, cold and delicious deep into her mouth. His thumb on her chin, forcing her mouth wide open for his entry. A moan escaped her, muffled by his relentless mouth. His teeth were sharp, she was sure she felt a prick as her tongue joined his in an ancient and sensual rhythm. It didn't matter though; there was no pain, only pleasure.
Oh my god, the pleasure. It was intense and all consuming. Delicious and mind numbing. Her world tilted dangerously as she lifted her hands and clung onto his shoulders, then sliding upwards to tangle in his untidy bronze hair.
His taste was amazing, wild, thrilling and all man.
It intoxicated her senses until she felt drunk on the sensations coursing through her body. His hand which had been resting on her waist, moved downward, cupping her ass to pull her against his startlingly aroused flesh. His body was so hard, all of him felt like solid rock and just as cold to the touch. Far from being repulsed, Bella was completely turned on. The sheer strength of him was a powerful aphrodisiac; she knew that he could break her if he so wished.
There on the side of the road they kissed wildly, with total disregard for the public place they were in. Each caress she craved, he gave her tenfold. The mind reading thing really was a bonus, she thought dazedly.
He pushed her away suddenly. Grinning at her confused and disgruntled glare.
"Jasper is coming." He explained, smoothing her hair back from her flushed face, where it had come lose from her usual tightly coiled bun.
His wide grin revealed two razor sharp canine teeth. Pointed and far more deadly looking than any of old Hollywood's vampire teeth had ever looked. Bella stared at them bemused.
"Can I touch them?" she asked hesitantly, completely fascinated.
Edward laughed, although he nodded.
Bella quickly traced his lips with a finger, finally sliding it onto his tooth, testing its sharpness. A small pinprick of blood appeared on her fingertip immediately.
Edward took her hand and slowly licked the small droplet of blood off of her finger, his eyes intense.
"Careful, dear girl. They are sharp." He said softly.
Another small gust of wind told Bella that Jasper had arrived.
She turned to him without thought, a smile of welcome on her lips.
She didn't expect the look of anger on his face. Bella hesitated not sure of how to greet him now.
"What did I tell you, Edward? He asked, his voice deadly quiet. His dark red eyes fixed on the other vampire, totally ignoring Bella for the time being.
"Jasper don't worry, she is fine. Trust me, I should know, right?"
"It does seem to be okay, but I still expect you to obey orders." Jasper said enigmatically.
Bella stared at them, a confused expression frozen on her still flushed face.
She had thought that they were together, but it certainly didn't sound like it. It sounded like Jasper was his commanding officer instead of his lover.
Edward chuckled at the thoughts running through her mind.
"Bella is wondering whether we are in fact lovers or just comrades in arms, so to speak. Her train of thought is quite amusing actually." Edward enlightened Jasper, acting as if Bella wasn't actually there at all.
Bella finally snapped out of her lust induced daze and glared at both of them angrily.
"I am here! Don't talk around me." She asked, crossing her arms defensively over her body.
Jaspers fierce expression softened somewhat as he studied the lovely, but headstrong young woman in front of him. He reached out and placed his large hands on her shoulders. She refused to look at him for a while. Jasper laughed softly at her stubbornness and forced her to look at him by lifting her face to his.
Her angry brown doe eyes gazed into his sadly.
There was always an aura of sadness around Bella.
"We apologise dearest Bella. We won't argue around you again." Jasper said, lowering his mouth to hers in a disappointingly short kiss of apology.
A surge of pure electricity made its way through her the instant that he touched her. The feel of his lips on hers quick started her heart into furious action; it threatened to jump out of her chest.
These vampires had a startling effect on her body and senses and Bella could only wonder at what it would feel like to be made love to, by them.
By both of them. At the same time.
Her innocence was such that although she knew the mechanics of the act of love, she had never experienced anything remotely sexual. Just thinking about it now brought a deep redness to her cheeks.
Edward laughed again and Bella cringed, knowing what he must have seen. She was beginning to see why Jasper said his gift was annoying. Shooting another glare at Edward she pulled away from Jasper and went to her car, fully intending to leave.
"Would you like to come with us on a hunt, Isabella?" Jasper asked, "We want to show you how we live. But beware, it's not for the fainthearted."
Her heart still hammering in her chest, Bella nodded immediately. "Yes, please." She replied, a smile stretching her lovely face into even greater beauty.
"When do we go?" she asked.
"Soon." Said Edward, his impish expression firmly back in place.
They told her to go home after work and wait for them to come for her. So Bella drove back to work and then eventually home in a state of nervous excitement.
Once in her apartment she quickly showered and changed into a black v-neck t-shirt and a pair of tight jeans. A pair of black leather boots completed her assemble. Knee high, they were her sexiest accessory. She wasn't sure why she wore them now. Probably to impress her vampire's, she admitted to herself.
She hesitated as she went to the mirror, she normally always wore her hair tied up or confined in some way. But now she wanted to leave it lose. This was new; but she had never wanted to impress someone before.
Finally Bella combed her wet hair and left it hanging around her face and shoulders in lose flowing waves. It flattered her face and softened her gently curving cheeks, framing her large brown eyes beautifully. Her lips were naturally a delightful pale pink. She wore no make up; she never did.
She paced the living room for about five minutes and then without warning a pair of ice-cold arms wrapped around her from behind.
She wasn't startled this time. A smile touched her full, curved lips as she reached up and held the arms around her almost fiercely. The slightly heavier, more muscular body behind her told her it was Jasper.
A kiss was pressed to her neck; a cold breath blew gently across her skin, causing her to shiver delightedly.
"You look absolutely delicious, Isabella." He said against her skin.
She turned her head to look at him, another shiver of delight running through her at the expression in his deadly eyes.
They were hungry.
For her.
Desire shot through her plaint body as she willingly surrendered to whatever he wished to do to her. For some reason she had no desire to fight him nor was she remotely worried about what he would do to her. Her instincts told her that Jasper would never hurt her.
"That's right; trust me, Isabella. I would never harm you. My Bella." He breathed as he slowly lowered his lips to hers. "I simply want to taste you. Feel you. Fuck you. I want to be inside you. I want to cherish you, just as one such as yourself deserves to be cherished. You are special, Bella, so very special to us."
Bella was breathing erratically, small gasps coming out of her mouth. Her heart was pounding, excitement rushing through her and settling in her stomach. His words were making her melt.
Jasper pulled her around to face him then, her hips flush against his extremely hard, aroused flesh. Bella felt an unfamiliar wetness flood her pussy as he ground himself against her softness. An involuntary moan of pleasure left her lips as Jasper framed her face and lifted her mouth to his.
His startlingly strong fingers threaded themselves through her still damp hair and then he finally kissed her and all rational thought fled from her brain.
Their mouth's melded together, tongues tangling deeply, until Bella felt as though he was becoming part of her. He then traced her trembling lips with his tongue; before he plunged it back into the warm depths of her mouth hungrily.
"So beautiful. So fucking sexy. I want to eat you, Isabella." He groaned softly, his deep voice thrumming a cord so deep inside of her, she felt her body lift and arch of its own accord, reaching out to him as if she was drawing him in deeper.
No fear touched her mind.
Only desire, lust – all consuming lust.
Jasper lifted her right leg and hitched it around his slim hips. Bella climbed him and wrapped both her legs around his waist, without conscious thought, her body in autopilot. Jasper's one hand held her head in place as he plundered her mouth, he held her by her long hair.
They both groaned at the deeper contact between their lower bodies.
Bella's fingers tangled in his hair, the slightly curling golden strands chin length, more than long enough to hold on to.
Bella heard another swish of air and realized that Edward had arrived.
"Am I interrupting something?" His smooth angels voice asked, right next to them.
Without missing a beat, Jasper released her and set her on her feet.
"Nothing we can't carry on with later." Jasper replied with a smirk.
Edward reached forward and pressed a small kiss of greeting onto her already swollen lips.
"Let's go." He said, sharing a loaded look with Jasper.
"Can I?" Jasper asked her, indicating that he wanted to pick her up.
Bella nodded and bit her lip as she tried to control the rampant lust she was still feeling.
Suddenly there was a sensation of motion, but Bella couldn't see anything, blackness surrounded them. They were moving very fast, dangerously so. Bella could feel Jasper's arms around her. Her eyes were wide open, catching glimpses of flashing lights and dark objects hurtling past them at startling speed. Nothing defined, everything blurred.
Just as abruptly as they had started, they stopped. The wind stopped and there was silence.
Jasper released her and placed her onto her feet.
"It's time to play." Edward chuckled, as he disappeared into the inky darkness around them.
Bella heard a scream pierce the still night air and she stifled a scream of her own.
It had begun.
A/N; The next chapter will contain some very disturbing and descriptive violence. If you are faint hearted, please skip it. I have warned you – so please don't take me to task for it! Thank you.
