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Chapter 6
~Jasper~
(We're still reliving the past, and this is continued from where we left off in chapter 5)
Once we're a few miles away from my loves family home and land I turn to Edmond with a hard glare. "Now, tell me how to find Isabella and Charlie. I want every fucking detail boy, and just to let you know, I am an empath and I can tell when someone is being honest with me or not. So, if I get the tiniest inkling of dishonesty from you, or if I feel that you've left even the smallest detail out; I will make you peal the skin from your own body, slowly. Then I will use my gift to manipulate and heighten all your senses so that you will feel every bit of pain and I will make you feel it all way more than you should." I growl as I grab the collar of his shirt and lift him off the ground. "Do you understand me boy?"
The warlock audibly gulps and nods his head frantically, knowing damn well that his dark magic is useless on me and Peter, and nothing on this planet can save him from our wrath of vengeance other than his help and cooperation with getting Isabella and Charlie back to us safely.
Edmond clears his throat and looks out at the passing trees as he speaks. "You have to give them both a proper funeral ceremony ending in their soul release pire. A powerful witch will have to direct their souls into any family that has Wiccan bloodline; so that their souls can be reborn into that family. Then the witch has to collect the ashes of their hearts and then spell them. The ashes will inform whoever devours them when the two souls are reborn. The thing is, only one of you can devour Isabella's ashes and the other has to devour Charlies..."
I can feel that he is telling the truth but I get the sense that what he is telling us is only one version of the ritual; one that will suit him. That there is more ways to do this particular spell. So I guess it's a very good thing that Peter and I have a friend that will finish the ritual in the way it best suits Isabella, Charlie, Peter, and myself.
"Why is that?" Peter growls. "And how were you and your sister going to get vampires to do your bidding or help you with this in any way?"
Edmond sighs then turns to Peter. "We had a woman vampire and her companion willing and quite eager to help us but the bitch never showed up." Edmond shakes his head and I can feel that he his not tell us the entire truth on this subject. I'll let this on pass for not. At least until we can get all the facts from William. "Maria and Marco were suppose to be at the cottage around the same time the two of you showed up."
So Maria knew about Isabella and wanted her out of the way. Fucking bitch.
I snort and grin at Peter but I notice he isn't doing so good. So I take his hand in mine and lean forward and kiss his forehead softly. "We'll get them back, I promise you that we will see them again." I turn back to Edmond and smile evilly. "Your vampires didn't show up because Peter and I had them destroyed." I let out a humorless laugh then turn back to Peter and continue to console him as he consoles me.
"So..." Edmond swallows loudly after a few minutes of silence. "The two of you were mated to one woman...and each other?" The little shit asks us with so much judgment and disgust in his words. I want nothing more in that moment than to kill him, but alas, we need the vermin, for now.
"Yes, you stupid little shit!" Peter yells as tears fall from his eyes. "Jasper and Bella are my mates; they both belong to me as I belong to them. You and your dead sister took Isabella from us, so if we don't get her back I will personally find, take, torture, and then destroy your entire family line for as long as I continue to exist." Peter growls at the boy. "Starting with that sweet little wife of yours. Camille, is it? Yes, sweet little Camille will endure more pain, and more agony than anyone. I will turn her and torture her until the end of days!" Peter yells as he lunges for the sniveling little shit. I grab him and hold his trembling body to my chest.
"We need him sugar. We need him alive so that we can get our Bella back. For now at least, he stays alive, okay baby?" I whisper the last part so that only Peter can hear me.
"How d-do you know of my wife?" Edmond cries out then begins to beg and plead with us not to hurt her, but his words fall on deaf ears.
"You're right, and I'm sorry but it hurts so fucking bad. I can't breathe. I don't want to live without her anymore, Major." Peter sobs into my chest as we both ignore Edmond. Well, until I can take the sound of his voice any longer.
"Peter has a gift, much like your sister did but Peter's gift is absolute and not subject to change unless he himself intervenes to stop it or helps it along. He knows all about a person once he feels a strong emotion towards that person and dear boy..." I chuckle and give the scared useless warlock a very evil grin. "Lets just say that the way Peter is feeling towards you, is a vast and endless mix of murderous and rage fill emotions. He now knows everything about you and your family." I wink at the soon to be dead man. "The moment you are not useful to us will be the moment you feel Peter's full anger. Then he and I will continue to hunt down anyone that you have ever cared for and make them feel what you will eventually feel, but it will be so much worse for them and you will set there with a smile on your face and watch the entire time, unable to do anything to stop it. Your love ones will die while you laugh at them." I grin at the horror on his face. "You know how it is, Edmond..." I laugh in the boy's terrified face. "...An eye for an eye and all that jazz." I wave my hand dismissively before turning back to my mate when I sense his emotions turn to self loathing and then morbid resolve, that can only be described as suicidal emotions.
I'll be damn if I allow that shit to ever happen.
I place my hand on both his cheeks, making him look at me and level him with a glare. "Peter Whitlock, if you ever try to end yourself and leave me alone in this, I will keep you under compulsion until the day comes to get our mate back. Do I make myself clear?" I growl as I pull his face closer to mine. "Do you hear me soldier? You will never try to hurt yourself and leave me alone to wait for our love to return. I can't loose you too." I feel a traitorous tear roll down my cheek. "Please, just be patient Peter. Isabella will return to us one day, but you won't come back to us if you do something as stupid as kill yourself." I'm breathing heavily and the tears are freely falling from my eyes now.
Peter sighs then nods his head. "I promise, Jasper. I will never try to end or hurt myself but if this fucker is lying and she never comes back to us. We both end it, and join her in death. Please Major. Please at least give me that?" Oh, god. Peter's words and the pain that we both are experiencing right now are starting to be way too fucking much to deal with. Way too damn much for an empath like me to control.
I can feel mine and Peter's undead hearts breaking and shattering into tiny pieces from all the pain and loss that we both are feeling in this moment.
I swallow the lump in my throat and nod because the words that I want to say are not forming at the moment. So I just kiss his lips once and mutter my promises against his mouth. "For you, I'll promise anything, even death."
An hour and several miles later we pull up to William Delrhea's cottage to find him standing on his porch with a sad look on his face.
Peter and I met Will sixty five years ago when Maria tried to take his land from him. Needless to say the bitch got her stupid ass handed to her on a magical silver platter, while a lot of her newborns were killed horrifically in the process.
When she limped her ass back to our camp she ordered me and Peter to take him out, but Peter and I had plans of our own and took the opportunity in making the witch our ally and friend. It was one of the best decisions that we ever made. It brought us our Isabella. Also, Peter just knew that this man would be closer to us than any brother or friend.
So in the dead of night Peter and I approached the powerful man's land borders only to find him there ready and waiting for us. He told us that he already knew what we wanted and that if we could help keep dark witch covens and crazy ass vampires away from his lands he would help us in any way that he could.
That night he spelled a box full of old jewelry that will keep black magic from working on us and it also keeps the sun from burning us to a crisp; he told us that one day we would need all the spelled jewelry and to keep it safe and hidden so that Maria couldn't try and take it from us. William also put a protection spell on us so that if we were ever killed in battle, it will not be a permanent death.
"Before you even ask; I already know everything and yes I will spell Isabella and Charlies souls, so that when they do come back they will be protected from death, because I might not be around in the time of need to spell them when they're reborn." William mumbles so that only me and Peter can hear him. I swear that man is always reading our minds.
Peter and I both really love the all knowing hermit of a man, but the jackass has started calling us the vampire Phoenix because of the spell that he put on us, and will put on Isabella and Charlies souls. We will literally rise us from our ashes if we're killed. We haven't tried that shit out yet because neither I nor Peter are jumping to volunteer to die in the name of a mad man's magic. I do feel better that if something happens to Isabella and Charlie after they've returned to us; they will not fully die.
All this magic is so damn confusing sometimes, but in the right setting I am very thankful for it, and Peter and I both are very grateful for William and all that he has done for us.
Over the years the three of us became fast friends. Peter and I accepted Will as a brother to us, because that is exactly what he is now. Our loyal and crazy, but witchy big brother.
It's funny that William is older than Jesus. Peter told him once that he was probably older than dirt and asked if he knew Adam and Eve. Its a real good thing William shares Peters off the wall sense of humor.
When William told us about how he became immortal, Peter and I laughed our ass off for days to which William didn't appreciate at all.
William was just starting out in his magical studies and was mixing a basic love potion for a woman that he had a huge crush on. Anyway, he put two wrong ingredients into the mix then stupidly drank it to test it out before he gave it to his love. The next thing he knew, he was professing his love to the girl and once he was finished, her father was standing there with a bow in his hand but the arrow was buried in Williams stomach. Before he could process a single thought William ran and after he figured out that he couldn't die. He ran again and continue to run until he found the home and land that suited him, and the rest they say is history, or ancient history in Williams case.
Peter and I managed to keep Maria and several witch covens off away when they tried to take Williams magic and home from him. As it turns out, Williams land is the land that was first blessed in the beginning of time. It's the only true sacred ground on the planet. Pure evil will show there true selves if they are on this land for any length of time. This is why William trusts us with anything and that includes all his secrets, because despite what we are; we are not evil.
William is also the reason Peter and I met our Isabella and Chief Charlie Swan. Charlie was a high ranking Texas Ranger and he and Isabella always took care of Williams errands and other needs that involved him having to leave his land. The man is reclusive at best and never leaves his land unless he absolutely has to.
Once we're out of the carriage with Charlie in my arms and Isabella in Peters tight embrace, we make our way to properly greet our brother. I notice that Edmond is still in the carriage looking all around with a crazy look in his eyes. "Are you coming boy? Oh and if you intend to betray us, all will be revealed in a matter of hours. I'm guessing that you know exactly where we are and who you are truly dealing with, right?" I yell out and grin as I scare the devil out of him.
"Sorry, y-yes I'm c-coming." He nods as he slowly puts one foot down on the ground then the other. He then begins to shakily walk over to us. I just shake my head at the idiot.
"Well, well, well what in tarnations have the two of you gotten you're immortal asses into now?" William shakes his head and frowns sadly as we step up on his porch. He sighs as he looks at Charlie and Isabella's lifeless bodies.
"Fucking black magic, peace of shit witches..." Peter growls and points to Edmond with a hard and murderous glare. "He and his demon sister killed Isabella and Charlie just so they can be reincarnated to keep their witchy bloodline moving along smoothly throughout time. They didn't count on us showing up and really didn't count that their shit stick magic will never work on us. Thanks for that by the way." Peter sniffs then nuzzles Isabella's neck. "We killed Edmond's bitch sister, but this little pussy offered to help us finish the ritual so that we can find our girl and her father when they're reborn. But I really don't trust the selfish little cowered."
"Can you help us Will? There will never be a limit on our debt to you, ever." I tell him. "We can't and won't trust this sniveling bottom feeder." I growl.
William sighs and nods his head. "I know about what happened after it was done, and yes I can and will finish that ritual but I do have to warn you both. It could be centuries before they're reborn, and it could take a while to find them once they are reborn. You will eventually find them though but you have keep the their hearts ashes on you at all times." William looks to Edmond then back to me and speaks again before I can comment on something that just caught my attention.
"Why did you bring a fucking Mason Warlock on my property, Jasper? You should have killed him when you killed his sister." William shakes his head. "This boy's entire bloodline were banished by the spirits two years ago for practicing horrific black magic. The kind that calls for children being sacrifices in the name of power. This boys mother was caught sacrificing a newborn baby that was just violently ripped from its mother's womb, so she could gain more power." William sneers at the boy. "Sacrificial magic is pure black and evil magic. You don't wield that power you idiot. That kind of power wields you!" William yells causing to boy to flinch back.
"I was raised that way, but I never wanted any of that power that they forced me to take." Edmond looks up at William with pleading eyes but I can tell that he holds not a single ounce of remorse for his evil acts. "Teach me the right way or maybe bind my powers, please. I don't like the darkness." The boy is full on crying now and completely full of shit. I still don't trust him and I can feel that his remorse is just an act, and I can see that Williams know this as well. But for now we'll play along so that we can learn as much as we can about what his end game to all this madness is. Stupid kid...
"I can't bind that kind of magic, you moron. It doesn't truly belong to you." William smiles evilly. "But I can teach you how to channel it and control it if your soul and heart isn't fully tainted and you still have enough control over your self, but you need to be willing to let it all go, and you are also gonna wish you were dead once I get started. I'm not gonna lie to you boy, because its not in my nature to do so. It will feel as if I am reaching inside you and pulling you apart, and to be honest, that is fairly close to what is actually happening to you. I'll quite literally have to rip the black magic from your very soul but I won't be able to pull it completely out of you. If it's not too late, that is. I must warn you though, if there isn't any humanity left in your heart and soul, you will die." William tells the boy before motioning us all inside.
Once we are in his alter room he motions for Peter and I to lay Isabella and Charlies bodies down in the center of a salt circle. "I need to get their bodies blessed then wrapped in ceremonial cloth before we can begin. This land that we're on is the perfect place for a ritual like this; it will insure that they find a strong bloodline to join and survive their long journey."
Two hours later we're all in a beautiful meadow and Peter and I are standing next to our love and her father's pire just holding each other as we both break down and give in to the pain and loss. William hugs us both and reassure us that we will see them again and that it all will work out for us in the end.
Peter and I loved Charlie just as much as we love our Isabella; he was like a father to us and he treated the two of us as if we were his children from day one.
Charlie knew from the moment he met us what Peter and I were and that we both belonged to his daughter just as she belonged to us. Charlie was a very smart and perceptive man. There is no other soul on this planet that is as pure hearted and honest as Charlie and Isabella Swan were. They were one of a kind.
Charlie Swan was the only father figure that Peter and I ever knew, had, or even wanted. We both loved him just as much as he loved us and we will see him once again...
Peter and I both quickly move back when the fire grows impossibly higher and extremely hot just as Williams hypnotic chanting spell becomes louder and louder with each word that passes his lips. The wind is blowing so hard that I can fell it push against me and Peter, but the strong wind doesn't seem to be effecting the pire at all. "Maneret alligatam ad hoc mundo!" William slowly sways is head back and forth, rolling his neck in circles around his shoulders; his eyes are rolled back so that all I can see are the whites of his eyes.
William slowly raises his arms to the sky as he continues his chanting, repeating the words over and over causing the flames grow hotter with each breath that he takes. "Find in pace semita in quibus vivere adhuc in te constituam!"
William suddenly stops and quickly moves to stand right in between me and Peter; taking our hands in his tightly and raising them high above our heads. On some sort of instinct, the three of us bow our heads with our arms still raised to the sky.
Suddenly I can feel a shocking and tingling jolt hit me hard. Something wonderful and extremely strong slowly passes through my body, causing me to shutter delightfully. I sense Peter's feeling and shuttering, so I know that he felt the same thing that I just felt. I can feel Isabella and Charlies presence, right down to my very soul. I can feel them within me and surrounding me.
Peter and I felt their souls pass through us and I could have sworn that I heard my loves sweet, soft voice telling me that she loves us and for Peter and I to take care of each other until she returns to us. I let a grin pass my lips when the sound of Charlies voice telling us that we will get our revenge and that he love his two sons very much.
Peter and I both let the tears fall freely when their presence surrounds and connects with us for a few moments, then suddenly they're gone and I feel so empty without them, but I know that I'm not and never will be alone. Peter and I still and will always have each other and I know that one day our family will be reunited and complete as it was meant to be.
"Non erit in aeternum semper." William cries out as he squeeze my hand tighter causing me to return the pressure.
Mere seconds later, Peter and I open our eyes on instinct and look at the still growing flames. "Thou shall it be, always and forever." William releases our hands and kneels to the ground with his head bowed.
"Thou shall it be, always and forever." Peter and I repeat in unison as we kneel down next to William, bowing our heads in the same jester.
After our moment of silence the three of us stand. Peter pulls me into a tight hug whispering words of love to me. "I love you Jasper and as long as I have you by my side, I can survive the long wait for our love to return to us. Please don't leave me..." I stop him as I press my lips to his.
"I love you Peter Whitlock and I will never leave you." I hug him tighter to me. "We will survive the wait together. This I vow to you, my love." Peter smiles sadly then kisses me tenderly.
"I love you too, Jasper." He takes a breath and looks deep into my eyes. "Together." He whisper softly.
William joins our hug then pats us on our backs as he nods towards the pire. "It's time to collect and spell their ashes." He informs us and positions himself between us once again. "Et nunc venistis ad me Isabella Marie Swan cineres cor proferet." William raises his right hand, holding a small glass heart shape container that has a chain necklace attached to it. "Accendam in vigilia nativitatis tuae cinerem via animum." William presses the glass heart to my chest and moves his hand away. The container remains against my chest on is on, just hover against my chest directly over my heart. "Et incipiat iam longa consuluisse uia." As soon as William stops speaking a swirling cloud of gray dust rises from the fire and enters the container that is still pressed to my chest. Once the ashes are safely inside the heart, the chain somehow molds itself to the skin around my neck.
William turns to me and smiles. "That is the ashes of Isabella's heart, son. That necklace can only be removed by Isabella." I lightly run the pad of my fingers over the container. "When she is reunited with you and Peter this necklace will become one with her; giving her rightful powers to her and only her. She will be one hell of a witch, even after you turn her. Isabella and Charlie will be the only witch/vampire hybrid in existence." I grin, because I always knew that Isabella was one extraordinary woman.
William turns to Peter as he repeats the ritual for Charlies ashes, binding his heart to Peter. "You will know the moment that Isabella is born..."
"What about Charlie?" Peter looks down at charlies ashes.
"Charlie doesn't belong to you so you won't feel or know when he is reborn. Charlie is a big part of all this though. He is her father and will always want to protect her as much as the two of you do. So when you meet him again, he'll take his ashes and become the same as Isabella. Charlie will be able to keep them safe when the two of you can't." William explains vaguely.
"I plan to change them once I meet them. I will not repeat my mistake." I growl.
"Jasper, you will have to gain their trust first and they have to accept and take their ashes from you, and only after that can they become a vampire. Going about it in that order will insure Charlie and Isabella's powers so that they can become what they are meant to be. Do you both understand?"
"Somewhat, you cryptic bastard." Peter mumbles. "Wait, Edmond said that we had to devour the ashes. Why would he tell us to do that?"
William gives Peter a strange look as he rapidly shakes his head then turns his attention over at the traitorous boy in question just as he scoops up some of Isabella's ashes and then suddenly disappears...
Suddenly Bella's sweet and soft voice breaks me from my retelling of the past...
~Bella~
"Okay, what is this about two necklaces?" I cut into Jasper's story. I have a million and one questions running through my head right now, but I really want to know about the ash necklaces and the magical land that Jasper has been talking about. "And what is the deal with the land that you're talking about?"
Damn I really don't know how much more of this I can take.
Stay tuned...
(The Latin translation of Williams spell)- (Maneret alligatam ad hoc mundo. Find in pace semita in quibus vivere adhuc in te constituam. Non erit in aeternum semper.) (Which translates to)- (Stay tied to this world. Find your way in peace to the ones that will set you on your path to live once more. Thou shall it be, always and forever.) This is according to my Google translate app.
Ashes Spell: (Et nunc venistis ad me Isabella Marie Swan cineres cor proferet. Accendam in vigilia nativitatis tuae cinerem via animum. Et incipiat iam longa consuluisse uia.) English translation: (Come to me now Isabella Marie Swan and bring forth your heart's ashes. On the eve of your birth these ashes will light the path to your soul. Now come forth and begin your long Journey.)
Okay, so tell me what you all thought of how it all started. And I figured I'd give you a crazy taste of the evil twins that started it all. In the next chapter I will continue with the past and all the magical explanations. Then well hear from Bella.
Hope you like this chapter. Review if you liked it; ignore the review button if you didn't. It will not hurt my feelings one itty bitty bit. My give a damn is still broken, not to mention that I have thick skin and my pride can take a punch better than Evander Holyfield's ear can take a bite.
Ain't that right Mr. Mike Tyson. Hahaha.
Anyway...
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