Warning; This fic is set in an AU and does not have any canon couples or situations. This whole story is simply a work of my imagination, using our favourite 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, gore and disturbing behaviour. 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; This chapter is quite gory and will disturb some readers, so please, if you know you cant handle that sort of thing – don't read this chapter! Thank you. Jasper and Edward don't believe in half measures! Lol.

Also please let me assure you – Bella is NOT a shifter/vampire/hybrid of any kind. She is a normal (Well…) human woman. Yes, I am going to keep you all guessing…there will be clues along the way. Thank you once again to all of the readers that have reviewed this fic of mine, all your comments and encouragement mean the world to me!

Secondary warnings; The chapter ahead contains; torture/biting/blood play/mentions of sex/slash.

Chapter fiveBlackout.

Bella covered her mouth with her hand, stifling the scream that was building deep inside her chest.

Jasper's solid bulk beside her calmed her somewhat. The screaming continued, whoever Edward had captured had quite a set of lungs on them. Bell's eyes adjusted to the gloom and made out the outline of what looked like the outside of a building. They appeared to be outside an office building underground parking lot. Jasper suddenly took her arm and drew her along with him as he walked at human pace into the lit doorway.

Bella was terrified of what she would see and yet there was a strange excitement deep in the pit of her stomach. The sight that greeted her was both scary and curious. Edward was holding a woman by the scruff of the neck, her feet several inches off the ground. She was middle aged, well dressed and attractive, but her face was contorted with fear, obscuring her beauty partially.

Who was she? Surely not just an innocent by-stander, Bella shuddered at the thought.

The woman shrieked again as she saw Jasper, her eyes bulging with fear. Bella looked at Jasper and realized that he was terrifying. His muscular body, ripped abs and sculptured arms screamed raw power and his dark red eyes were completely predatory. As she watched, he raked his golden blond hair off his face with a large hand, large and strong enough to squash a scull with ease. A shiver that had nothing to do with fear rippled down her spine and her stomach fluttered with a surge of pure arousal. Bella was startled by her own reaction, what was wrong with her? This was hardly the time for lust.

Jasper released Bella's arm and left her standing where she was. He stalked closer to the woman and then turned to Bella.

"I'm sure you are wondering who this is, Isabella?" He asked, his wonderfully deep voice thrumming her already acute desire making it difficult to concentrate.

At her nod, because she didn't trust her voice, Jasper smirked and walked a large circle around the frightened woman. He could feel Bella's emotions and they obviously amused him. He shot her a hot, loaded glance that threatened to turn her into a puddle of incoherent desire on the floor.

Bella gulped.

"This is Elizabeth Marsen. She was having a torrid affair with each of the statesmen that the police have found dead. The corpse you examined earlier was in fact her lover, as were all the others. She is minus one broach, which she has been searching for all day. We watched her dispose of the murder weapon today. She is the killer you have been profiling and also the perfect test dummy for our demonstration. I didn't think that seeing us feed off some innocent would be a good idea, for the first time." Jasper said matter of factly.

Bella swallowed the lump in her throat and felt her stomach lurch uneasily as he admitted that this woman was about to die.

Something told Bella that it wasn't going to be pretty either.

Edward grinned revealing his razor sharp canine teeth, his eyes darkened with blood lust as he tightened his hold on the woman's neck, eliciting a moan from her.

"Does it scare you, to see us like this Bella?" Edward asked, reading her mind and grinning wider at what he found. "Or does it turn you on, dear girl?"

Jasper chuckled as he walked up to Bella, standing right up against her, his hard body touching every inch of hers.

"Fear and lust colliding in your beautiful body. Such powerful emotions, Isabella and so very delicious." He said as his mouth descended onto hers.

Bella felt the overwhelming desire to touch him and gave in to the need, running her hands over his chest and stomach as his sensuous lips teased hers. Jasper released her just as suddenly as he had kissed her.

Edward carried the woman towards her waiting car; she had obviously been on her way home, her briefcase sitting on the floor besides an expensive Mercedes coupe.

"Its time to eat. I'm fucking starving." Edward said, his voice turning from his usual smooth tones into a hiss. His eyes were intense as he locked gazes with Bella.

He threw the stunned woman onto the hood of her car and held her down by her hair as he leaned down and bit into her neck without permeable. Bella could hear the lush tearing of his sharp teeth through plaint flesh as she watched, fascinated. He took one long swallow before releasing his hold on her flesh, blood squirted everywhere, soaking Edwards white shirt and his untidy bronzed hair. The soft gurgle that left the woman's mouth was nasty. She was trying to speak but Edward shook his head at her playfully, pushing a finger against her lips in warning.

He slid his finger into the hole in her neck, his grin widening at her obvious pain and lifted his blood soaked fingers to his lips, licking the thick fluid onto his tongue with obvious pleasure. Bella saw Jasper's eyes turn black with bloodlust as he stalked towards the prone human.

The fear that had been coursing through Bella's body disappeared suddenly and in its place a deep desire was born, for her vampires. They were beautiful and primal in their savagery, fearful and yet safe. Bella knew deep within her that they would never hurt her. This woman was their prey, just as she was their mate, so they had told her.

Bella's breath hitched in her throat as Jasper sank his teeth into the woman's wrist, taking long deep swallows of her warm life's blood. Edward still held her eyes, his angels face intensely evil, focused and lethal. Bella wanted to touch him and smear the red droplets of blood on his face into his skin while she kissed him. Bella flooded her mind with images of her desires and a slow smile spread across Edwards face. He released the woman to Jasper and stalked towards Bella.

"Your wish is my command." He ground out before grabbing her shoulders roughly and dragging her soft body up against his extreme hardness.

A low moan slid out from her lips as he forced her mouth open as wide as it would go before thrusting his tongue deeply into her mouth. The taste of blood, metallic and tangy, filled Bella's mouth and she flinched at the unfamiliar taste. But Edward was relentless and before she knew it she was kissing him back as wildly as he kissed her.

"Come here you two." It was a command and neither of them even thought of refusing. Jasper was that compelling.

Jasper's face was also smeared with blood now; the woman was still alive, but barely.

Before Bella knew what was happening Jasper had severed the woman's head, in one swift motion, tossing the offending body part away as one would a banana peal. The blood still gushed freely out of the stump that was her neck; Jasper sprayed it onto Edward, soaking his upper body in seconds.

Bella was just as horrified as she was curious. Something primal was building within her, something undefined and dangerous. She shook with the emotions rushing through her slender body.

Jasper reached out and grabbed Edward's face pulling it to his own in a searing kiss. They kissed each other violently, tongues tangling and sharing the taste of their kill.

Edward pushed his prominent erection against Jasper's hip, eliciting a groan from Jasper. His hand reached down and firmly grasped Edward's cock, massaging it.

Jasper then began to lick the blood off of Edwards face and body. Edward's eyes were focused on Bella all the while, as if gauging her reaction.

Bella was breathing heavily, her face filled with desire. Both vampires could smell her arousal.

Bella felt her eyes blur over for a second, her vision obscured, she shook her head to clear her sight. It worked, but only for a moment before it happened again. The edges of her sight blurring badly this time and then she couldn't see anything for a few more seconds.

"Jasper, its starting." Edward said softly, gesturing towards Bella.

Bella shook her head again trying to shake away whatever was blocking her sight. Suddenly her sight cleared again only to find both of her vampires staring at her, a barely concealed excitement evident in their dark ruby eyes.

"What's starting?" She asked, thoroughly confused and more than a little dizzy. She swayed on her feet unsteadily.

"Its alright, Bella. We will look after you." Jasper said right beside her. His hard muscled arms sliding around her as her sight disappeared again.

It felt as though she was fainting.

And then it all went black.

Bella groaned and lifted her hands to her head; it ached terribly, her brain pounding to an unheard rhythm.

She was lying down, once again in her bed.

She couldn't remember how she had gotten there.

She sat up slowly and swung her legs over the edge of her bed to get up. Dizziness assailed her again.

Memories came flooding back. Bella sighed as she realized that even though she should now be completely terrified of those two vampires, she wasn't. Although maybe seeing them kill and then dismember someone wasn't the most brilliant idea yet, if her fainting was anything to go by.

With a grimace Bella stood gingerly and stumbled to her bathroom fully intending to shower.

She froze as she walked past the mirror, thinking she was seeing things she blinked several times before moving slowly towards the glass.

She blinked again – it was still there.

Bella lifted her hands and touched her face in shock as her brown eyes regarded her own reflection warily.

She had make up on.

A lot of it.

But she never wore make up – hell, she didn't even own any.

But sure enough, her expressively horrified eyes were heavily ringed with kohl and mascara, a deep grey eye shadow gracing her eyelids. The effect was as startling as it was lovely. She looked completely different and very…sexy.

Her skin had powder on it, its usually pale surface now a clear unblemished oval. Her lips had the faintest traces of smudged lipstick. Red, by the looks of it.

Oh my god.

What had she done?

Or more importantly what had they allowed her to do? Had they drugged her?

She suddenly glanced at her hands, and sagged against the basin in relief when she saw clean palms and fingers.

No blood.

Bella impatiently dragged her long hair off her face, still studying the made up reflection that resembled herself.

Where were her vampires when she needed them?

"Jasper." She hissed.

No answer.

No movement.

Nothing.

"Edward." She tried again, her voice almost breaking with panic.

No answer.

Nothing.

"Fuck!" Bella swore as she turned away from her reflection and turned on the shower full blast.

She washed several times and washed her face just as many times, scrubbing any traces of makeup off.

Getting dressed quickly she noticed a sparkling piece of clothing peaking out from under her dresser. Fastening her gun belt, Bella went to pick it up. It was a skirt –a very small skirt covered in sparkly sequins.

It wasn't hers, of that she was sure.

It was all too much for her, so she threw the offending scrap of material into the trash and left her apartment in a rush, eager to get to work and sanity.

On her way into the precinct Bella dialled Frank's number again, hoping to apologise for ignoring him these past days.

It just rang.

A frown furrowed Bella's smooth brow as she felt a sense of foreboding settle in her stomach.

Something was wrong.

Where was Frank? He normally didn't let a day go by without seeing her; sometimes she fancied that he thought he was her father substitute.

And he was.

Being so detracted by the two vampires had made her forget to call him as she usually did each day. But he hadn't called her.

Oh god what was wrong with him?

Bella turned swiftly and left again, striding to her car. She drove fast towards Franks house.

His faded blue car was in the driveway.

Bella's heart dropped into her toes.

The front door was unlocked as Bella nudged it open with her toe, gun in hand.

Fear made her heart pound unevenly, she didn't know what to expect.

The house was empty. No sign of a struggle – nothing.

She found his cell phone lying besides his bed. Its battery was nearly flat.

She laid her gun down beside it without thinking.

Bella sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, dejection filling her heart.

A sob almost escaped before she heard a quiet noise. An unexpected hope leapt into her breast and she stood up with a smile on her face, hoping against all hopes that it was Frank.

It wasn't.

A gun was pointed into her face, two inches away from her trembling lips.

"Don't scream, don't make a sound." A male voice said roughly, hate distorting it horribly.

Bella nodded her understanding, immediately going back onto her training as a cop and being as non - threatening as possible.

Her scared eyes lifted slowly to the face of the intruder.

It was unfortunately very familiar.

She had put him away, just as she had so many others.

James Rawlings.

Serial killer and psychopath.

Dangerous and completely without remorse. He had been likened during his trail to Jack the ripper. A string of helpless women slain by his hands.

A moan of fear almost left her lips, but she swallowed it down hastily. It wouldn't do for him to know hoe scared she was.

Where were Jasper and Edward?

Bella lowered her eyes to the ground.

A rough hand grabbed the back of her neck and hauled her up against the body of the murderer. She glanced at her gun, it was gone.

"Make a sound and you die right here, bitch." The voice said.

Bella nodded her understanding.

A sharp stinging slap hit her cheek snapping her head back violently.

"Answer me when I speak to you, fucking whore." The madman said, shoving the guns barrel between her lips so hard she could taste blood.

"Yes." Bella said as softly as she could. It was difficult with the gun in her mouth. Tears formed in her eyes and she blinked rapidly to get rid of them. It was no use crying.

"Good girl. Lets go." The killer pushed her in front of him, out the back door and into a waiting car, where he tied her hands together with a cable tie. He pulled it so tight Bella stifled a scream of pain, biting her lip instead. It cut through her flesh, she could feel the trickle of blood. He left her on the back seat, after tying her feet together too and got into the drivers seat. The car started and Bella felt her heart plummet even further, where was he taking her?

What had he done to Frank?

And where the fuck where Jasper and Edward?

The tears that had been threatening now tumbled down her cheeks. She prayed for the first time since she was a child, but the angles she imagined rescuing her had red, glowing eyes.