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"What do you mean by that? You doubt i was able to father a child? You think Carlisle is a bastered?" His voice was curise and menacing like a cobra who's playing with its food before striking. "No, I believe you've "fathered" him, but you never loved him or taught him what it was to be taken care of, to be loved." The bastered laughed. "that is not being a father young one. It's to teach your child (fathered or not) how to live and not to be weak-" Edward interrupted with fevered effort and confliction "Who told you that bullshit? if wanna run a boot camp on steroids okay, but don't you ever think this is right! Hell Carlisle figured it out way before i even was his son, and after what you drilled into him that's amazing how stupid of you." Mr. Cullen in shock tired to interrupt. "You little bitch- you will respect me!" "no I think not. your just mad that your so called "weak and stupid son" figured in maybe 5 yrs what you still don't get."

Mr. Cullen growled. He bit Edward in the shoulder. Edward cried out in pain. Burning spread through his body. "You better watch your tongue boy. It will get you and Carlisle into heaps of trouble." Edward snarled. "You're just afraid to hear the truth. That's why you're doing this." He said. Mr. Cullen stopped short. "I have no idea what you are talking about." He said, eyes burning with fury.
"You are afraid to think how horrible of a father you were. You can't accept that Carlisle turned out better than you will ever be. And he did it without your help." Edward continued.

"Shut up you bitch" Mr. Cullen cried slapping Edward in the face. "I've had enough of you, boy." He grabbed a chocker off the table a pushed it over Edward scratching his neck while putting it on. Edward tried to protest but found he could only make ineligible guttural sounds. Mr. Cullen laughed as he picked up another tool of torcher and backed up for Edward toward Carlisle. "I think your deal is off my dear boy. Oh, but don't worry! You shall still be my son. And if I must I will Proof it to you, by Killing your enlighten creator." Edward eyes went wide and his struggles were actually rumbling though the wall, but he was still too weak to bend the steel that binned him to the wall.

Mr. Cullen clutched a blow torch in his hands. Carlisle's eyes widened in fear. "Your end is soon Carlisle. Finally I won't have to deal with you." He sneered. "P..Please don't." Carlisle choked out. Mr. Cullen turned on the torch, the flame flickering high. He ran it over Carlisle's chest, making 3rd degree burns. Carlisle cried out. Edward made sure to stay out of Carlisle's mind. He sobbed for his father, wanting to beg and pled for his father's life.

Edward continued to cry as he loosened the restrains slightly trying to reach his father in vain. His father also struggled while looking desperately at Edward, knowing what his life could be if he was left to the bastered. Now Carlisle was barely hanging on to consciousness, but he looked into the bastered eyes and saw nothing but hate, greed and now satisfaction form his soon to be death.

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Esme had been furious when Carlisle hadn't come home. They went to the decoy house again finding both Edward's a Carlisle's sent and took off after it. When the finally reached an airport Alice saw Mr. Cullen and his proposal to Edward to become his son. With all of the Cullens enraged with the though they found Carlisle had taken a plane to England. But when they arrived in England they lost the scent. They only had Alice's visions to go on.

Alice stopped dead in her tracks. She held her head and let out a long wail of sadness. Jasper rushed to her, cradling her in his arms. "Alice honey...Shhhhh, what did you see?" He soothed. Her sobs quieted to hiccups. "Carlisle...Edward...in danger...house in the woods...North from here." Alice finally got out. She sprung to her feet and raced off. The family followed her scent, running as fast as they could.

Carlisle couldn't stop the screams that erupted from his throat as his father jammed the flaming poker into his chest over and over. Mr. Cullen couldn't stop smiling as he heard his 'son's' screams of pain. He soon put the poker down and pulled out a long dagger made of solid steel. He dipped it into the fire, making the metal turn fiery red. Mr. Cullen slashed Carlisle's arms and lower leg. Edward yelled for him to stop, not being able to stand to watch.

Suddenly loud shouts and smacks were heard from above the basement. Emmet, Esme, and Jasper came down first taking down all the impisles while Rosalie and Alice flowed behind throwing them in the fire burning their fucking corps in the fire. Emmet tackled Mr. Cullen to the floor with a bang. Esme went to Carlisle caching him as Alice released him from his restraints. Jasper did the same with Edward , but Edward continued to fight alongside his brothers.

There had been more than just 3 impisles apparently, as 5 more came down the stairs getting trampled by Jasper and Edward. Emmet was having trouble with Mr. Cullen. He was stronger then he looked and kept slipping out of Em's grasp. When Edward saw this he made quick work of imbles 4, but not quick enough. As Edward turned to help his brother Mr. Cullen had slipped out of Emmet's grasp all the way and grabbed Edward's weakened in a headlock.

"Let him GO!" Emmett shouted. Mr. Cullen just laughed. "No way in hell will I let my new son go." He said. "What are you talking about? He's not your son." Jasper snarled. "Oh yes he is! We made a deal." Mr. Cullen retorted. "That deal was broken!" Edward choked. Mr. Cullen was ready to twist and pull, snap and kill when he was pounced on by an unknown force. Bella picked Edward up, making sure he was okay. Carlisle and Mr. Cullen wrestled on the floor, both fighting for dominance. Mr. Cullen tore into Carlisle's neck, ripping out his vocal cords and kicked him kangaroo style into the stone wall. Mr. Cullen lunged for the final kill when Emmett trapped him in a headlock, ripping his head off.

Edward Got up again leaving Bella with Esme as he threw the rest of Mr. Cullen's body into the hearth's flames. After he was dead everything just stopped for a monument. They just stared at the fire. Edward made his way to his father, helping his sit up. Edward then started to mechanically check and fix Carlisle as well as his resources allowed, while everyone stayed in shock a minute more. When Edward had finished doing what he could for Carlisle he sat there for a second looking into Carlisle eyes asking the question that needed to be asked. "Is it over dad? Forever?"

"Yes Edward. You're safe. We all are." Carlisle whispered voice scratchy and painful. Edward pounced onto his father, hugging him tightly. Carlisle hugged back, wincing as his wounds were pressed. Edward couldn't hold back the sobs that escaped his throat.
"Shhhhhh...It's over son. I love you." Carlisle said. The whole family just looked at them with relief in their eyes. Happiness radiated through the room, thanks to Jasper.

Bella was the first to break the quite. "Let's go home." It was a long flight and Carlisle and Edward were never separated. Both of them had fallen asleep before the plane even took off. The family watched their son brother father husbands. Bella was worried something was wrong over than just the traumatic experience. (She had noticed that Edward breathing was off while he slept. It was almost like he was running extremely fast.)

You wont believe what's going to happen next!