A/N And yes, I updated, finally. So sorry but I lost all my work on this chapter during the blackout and have been struggling to get back my mojo. And as promised, I planned on updating today even if it was to post at 11:59 tonight lol. I'm most likely going to be updating my stories either once a week or every two weeks, depending on my schedule. So please bear with me. Enjoy the chapter and don't forget to review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, SM does.

Previously

Later that night, Bella sat in her tent, reading a book she'd stolen while they were in town under the lamplight. Hearing moans coming from outside, she laughed, glad that at least her brother seemed to be happy. She shuddered as soon as she thought it, that was just disgusting.

Deciding to go ask Peter if he wanted to hunt, she left her tent to go to his. The sight she saw stopped her in her tracks. The moans were coming from Peter's tent, and there was no mistaking those curls and his figure.

Her heart tore open and her pain radiated throughout the entire camp. Newborns stumbled out of their tents, snarling in pain, while Jasper was forced to the ground by it. The mixing of their two abilities was too much for him. Peter and Charlotte could barely move. Finally, the pain slowly ebbed away and they were able to get their bearings.

Peter froze from inside the tent, knowing what happened immediately. He was about to leave, when Charlotte pulled him down on top of her. "Stay with me."

Peter shook his head. "She needs me. I have to apologize."

Charlotte grabbed his head and looked into his eyes. "No you don't. You want to stay here with me."

Peter's eyes clouded over. "I..want..to..stay here with you."

Charlotte smiled and nodded. "That's right."

Chapter Six: Retribution

As she ran, Bella felt such a rage coursing through her that she just wanted to destroy something, anything, so that it could suffer the same amount of pain she was going through. She felt as if the threads that held her together had been ripped apart and she knew there was no way it could be knitted back.

She did feel a slight vindictive satisfaction that Peter had felt some iota of her pain as he had been fucking that whore. She hadn't meant to, of course, but she found that when she was in a heightened emotional state, her gift was even harder to control. There was also a small part of her that hadn't wanted to reel in her pain. That small part of her hoped that maybe if she released all the hurt and anguish she held inside, it would all go away and she would be able to fully breathe again.

But the more she ran, the more she felt those same feelings chasing behind her. The further she got from camp, the less her gift affected those behind her.

Feeling especially drained, she decided to head into town and let out her frustrations on a criminal. Luckily, their camp was set up not too far from a town that was known for their less than pleasant residents.

Slowing down her pace, she calmly walked into an alley where it was clear that the men were doing some extremely shady business. Their hushed voices and constant looks down the alley were evidence enough.

With a predatory look in her eye, she walked into their line of vision, smirking at their intakes of breath. She knew that she was extremely attractive even for a vampire…too bad Peter never seemed to see that.

"My, my, my, boys. Why do I get the feelin' that y'all are up to somethin' here?" She could clearly see the lust in their eyes as they took in her figure.

One of the men spoke up. "Well pretty lady, why don't you come closer and I can really show you what's up?"

Bella quickly tried to conceal her look of utter disgust by covering it with a forced smile, slowly walking closer. "I think that offer is almost too much to pass up."

The closer she got to them, the more she could smell their fear increasing as they took in not only her red eyes, but her pale skin which would hint to anybody that she was more than human.

As some tried to run away, she quickly struck. With a quick swipe of her legs, two of them hit the ground hard, their skulls cracking against the hard earth. Her eyes darkened in hunger as she could see the blood pooling beneath them.

The other three seemed to be frozen in shock as they observed her quick reflexes. She winked at them. "See, don't you hate it when they try to run? Makes it so much harder, doesn't it?"

Bella stalked towards them, where they still were crouched. Their muscles were twitching, an innate response for them to run from the obvious danger, but they still seemed transfixed by her very presence.

"Since y'all have been so patient, I suppose I'll make your deaths easier. Not that you deserve it." And with that, she quickly snapped their necks and drained them.

Still feeling thirsty, she eyed the last two who were just starting to stir, moaning quietly. She bent down and whispered in their ear. "You won't feel a thing." She lifted up one and bit down firmly to drink from them.

Bella had barely drunk more than a few mouthfuls, when she sensed the presence of another vampire. A male vampire.

She immediately dropped her kill and snarled into the distance, protecting her kill.

A few seconds passed, before they stepped into her view. It was Damien.

Reigning in her beast, she glared at him. "Has no one ever told you not to disturb a vampire while they're feeding?"

He shrugged. "I was quite enjoying your show, but I must admit that I am rather hungry, so hoped you might share."

Truth be told, Bella had been sated after the three men. But she had already killed the other two, and didn't want their blood going to waste. She gestured towards the fifth body and continued drinking from the fourth.

Damien quickly latched his teeth onto the man, drinking slowly and appreciatively. His eyes met hers and both of their eyes darkened with something more than just blood lust.

It was common knowledge that feeding with another vampire was a very sensual experience and brought about very strong, lustful feelings.

Normally, Bella had perfect control. Jasper was her brother and Peter never reciprocated her feelings. But Damien was still a newborn.

So when he dropped the body and pounced on her, Bella was taken by complete surprise. They rolled around a few times by the force, but Bella still ended up under him.

Damien's eyes were now completely black and deep growls were rumbling in his chest. Before Bella could react, his lips were suddenly devouring hers, and soon, something snapped in her and she was responding in kind.

After a few minutes, she came to her senses. She quickly threw him off her and he slammed into the building in front of them, bricks crumbling to the ground. Snarling, he lunged for her, taking her off guard and slamming her against the opposite wall.

His hands moved to either side of her head and he leaned forward. "Come on, Bella. You know you want me. I've heard how your heartbeats quicken when I'm around you. I make you nervous, so you push me away." He put his lips to her ear. "Because you know that if we were ever face to face, you wouldn't be able to resist me. And I could make you feel so good."

Maybe it was due to the fact that she was starved for affection. Or maybe it was all due to the after-haze of blood lust. But with a gasp, Bella pulled him ever closer to her and soon, clothes were gone and no barriers were between them.

Damien roughly entered her, and Bella cried out, losing hold of the tight reign she kept on her gift. He was definitely not as big as Peter, but he was nowhere near what one would call small. And he had given her no warning, which strangely, turned her on even more. It felt as though he had all the control.

Before she could fully adjust to his size, he was thrusting into her, again and again and again. His pace was getting even faster and Bella could hardly contain her screams of pleasure. Damien's grunts were his only response, but she could tell that he was pleased by her reaction as he quickened his thrusts.

Bella tried to catch a hold of something, anything, feeling as though she needed to hold onto something or she'd fly off the peak she was heading towards. But the bricks were crumbling around her, and she was shocked that no one had come running into the alley, drawn by the noises they were making.

Her moans grew even louder as he hit a spot that had her screaming at the top of her lungs. "YES! Damien! More! OH GOD!"

He definitely obliged, pumping into her at an inhumane speed that could only be achieved by a vampire. His grunts were becoming louder as well. "Bella. So. Tight. Warm. Wet."

Damien pushed himself into her even further, his hands wrapping around her waist and pulling her onto him even as he pulled out to thrust in again. Her back was scraping along the brick wall, but it only felt as though feathers were tickling her.

As Bella's hands clutched at his shoulders desperately, he knew it was only a matter of time before she fell over the edge. He slammed into her even harder, making sure he kept hitting that spot inside her that now had her wailing. "Please! Damien! Ohhh, oh, God..I'm gonna…."

Damien pounded into her, grinding into her each time. "Come..for..me.." His teeth was gritted as he fought off his own release, waiting for her to reach hers.

Finally in a shuddering gasp, she shattered around him, her inner muscles clamping around his cock and with a long and drawn out groan, he emptied into her.

But she kept coming and coming, until finally, she felt as though there was nothing left inside her.

Feeling unusually tired, they both slid down the ground, still connected.

Gradually, Bella came back to earth and glanced in Damien's direction. "Why did I..uh…release for so long?"

Damien smirked at her. "I do believe that you are one of a kind, Bella. Even that felt extremely intense for me."

She smiled back, but some part of her felt that what she had done was wrong. That someone else was supposed to be making her feel this way. But another, larger part of her, felt that this was the perfect way to get back at Peter.

They finally stood up and checked the damage. There was now a Bella-shaped hole in the building that left little question of what had gone down. Bella quickly kicked down more bricks to make it seem less assuming and glancing down at their ruined clothes, realized that they couldn't go back to camp in such a state of undress.

As they looked for clothes, they lucked out when they found that someone had left their clothes out to dry. A man and a woman that were approximately their sizes. Quickly putting the clothes on, they ran back to camp. No matter how angry Bella was at Peter, they still had to start training. And the sun was just beginning to rise, starting a new day in hell.

As dawn approached, Peter quickly dressed to begin training. He reflected over last night and realized that strangely, Charlotte had left almost as soon as he had felt that crushing pain. Bella.

With a gasp, he raced out of his tent and went to hers, which happened to be right next to his. He cursed as he realized that there was no doubt that she had heard everything that went on last night.

The more he thought about last night, the more he felt as though it was all a blur. He remembered trying to show Charlotte to her tent, but one look into her eyes had caused him to want to follow her into his own tent. Everything that occurred after that seemed to be the actions of someone else. It was as if he was doing it, but a part of him was trapped in a cage, screaming that what he was doing was wrong.

That is, until he had felt that heartbreaking pain that could only come from Bella. For that brief instant, he had been released from whatever controlled him and her pain had become his. But as soon as that pain receded, another look from Charlotte had drug him back under the hold she had on him.

Shaking his head, he resolved to stay away from her as much as possible. She obviously had some sort of power.

He turned his attention back to the tent flap and began talking to Bella through it. "I'm really sorry, Bella. I forgot that you were so close. Can we talk?"

After no response from her, he sighed. "Are we playing the silent game now?"

There was still no movement from the tent.

Confused, he risked her wrath by lifting the tent flap, only to find that she was not there.

Shrugging it off, he figured that she was talking to Jasper and ran off to his tent. Opening the flap, he noticed that Jasper was the only occupant. "Have you seen Bella?"

Jasper looked up from a book he was reading to shake his head. "Haven't seen her since Charlotte came. I noticed she lost control of her power last night, so maybe she went hunting? Why?"

Peter frowned. "I went to her tent this morning and judging by the scent, she hasn't been there for hours. And you know the rule. No one goes hunting alone. She usually takes either me or you with her."

Jasper sighed. "I think you're overreacting, Peter. But if you insist, let's ask one of the camp guards."

They ran towards the guards that were stationed in the western end of camp. Continuing on in that direction would lead them to the town they normally fed from.

The guards immediately snapped to attention. "What can we do for you sirs?"

Jasper fixed them with a cold stare. "Has Captain Whitlock left the camp anytime between last night and this morning?"

One of the guards stepped forward. "Which Captain Whitlock, sir?"

Peter growled in frustration. "Obviously the Captain Whitlock that is not standing before you!"

The guard, sensing correctly that Peter was not in a good mood, answered swiftly. "She ran past here last night, sir. Same time we were knocked down by pain, sir."

Jasper now seemed to express the same concern as Peter. "Was she alone?"

The guard seemed uncertain, but answered nonetheless. "Yes, sir!"

Jasper narrowed his eyes. "Why are you not sure?"

The guard was even more uneasy. "When we were..incapacitated..I thought I saw a dark form follow her, sir!"

Jasper exchanged a quick glance with Peter and they both stepped until they were right in front of he guard. "If you tell Maria about this, you will answer to both of us. And trust me, she'd never find out that we had anything to do with it."

A scared look flashed across the guard's face, before he fixed his expression to a more neutral one, straightening slightly. "Yes, sir!"

Jasper and Peter ran back to Peter's tent and Jasper wrinkled his nose as the smell of sex entered it. "Tell me you did not have sex with Charlotte while Bella is in the tent right next to yours!"

Peter grimaced, but nodded his head all the same.

Jasper's expression turned murderous and he grabbed Peter by the throat. "You stupid fuck! I stand by my promise, if Bella goes back to that dark place, I-will-end-you." Each word was practically ripped from his throat.

Peter waited for Jasper to let go, and his hands massaged his throat. "I have explained to Bella that nothing can happen between us while we are working for Maria, for her own safety. She said she understands."

Jasper snorted. "If you believe that, you're dumber than I thought."

The soft patter of feet came to their attention and it sounded as if whoever it was didn't want to be caught.

Curious, Jasper and Peter stepped outside the tent and were met with a sight they never expected.

Bella was holding hands with Damien. And if that weren't shocking enough, her hair was tussled as if they'd just had sex and both of their clothes were not the same as before. It wasn't hard to figure out what happened, as no one at camp really changed their clothes until they were completely destroyed.

Peter narrowed his eyes but somehow kept his composure. Jasper knew that this was only a mask because he could feel the fury that boiled underneath.

Jasper turned his attention back to Bella. "Where have you been all this time?"

Bella glared at him, sensing the underlying accusing tone. "Not that it's any of your business, but rather than listening to Peter fucking that whore next door, I decided to go into town and hunt."

Peter fists clenched, but still said nothing.

Jasper, on the other hand, had no qualms, judging by the hardening of his jaw. "Technically, you are my business, as you're my younger sister. And you know you're not supposed to go into town alone. Maria has many enemies and you would be the perfect target."

Bella rolled her eyes. "I can take care of myself. And besides, Damien hunted with me so, technically I wasn't alone." She grasped hands with Damien and turned to leave. "Are we done here? Because I'm pretty sure we should start training soon."

Seeing Bella hold hands with Damien was apparently too much for Peter. "Oh, so since I fucked Charlotte, you decided to get me back by fucking him? You hate him almost as much as I do!"

Bella huffed. "Oh please, don't think so highly of yourself. I just suddenly realized that unlike my brother or so called best friend," She spat out the last two words, "Damien has always been there for me." Her eyes flashed and she smirked at Peter. "So I decided to give him some gratitude. And he, unlike some people, definitely showed his appreciation well." And with that, she walked away, knowing that taking that jab at Peter's skills would not only wound his pride, but help him realize that he had just lost a good thing.

As soon as Bella was out of sight, Jasper had to restrain Peter from lunging at Damien.

Jasper only let him go when he stopped struggling. "Peter, calm down! I kept telling you and telling you that if you kept rejecting her, she would get tired of it and move on. And you said you were fine with that. So accept it, you lost her."

Peter chuckled darkly. "Oh Jasper, if you think that this decision has ended in loss only for me, think again. You haven't exactly been there for her either, and as I recall, she's done with you as well."

Jasper remained stubborn. "I'm her brother. She doesn't really mean it. She's just angry right now, she'll calm down."

But he knew, deep down, that maybe, just maybe, Peter was right.

Jasper, Peter, and Bella stood in front of the newborns that needed to be trained. They were all men except for Charlotte and they needed to be ready for battle in two weeks.

Jasper paced in front of them. "Maria will be back in two weeks to assess whether or not you've been trained to her satisfaction. If not, those found lacking will be burned immediately. So, I would suggest that each of you try to stay focused and train hard. If the fear of death isn't enough, if you do help us win the battle, you will have even more blood than you have now."

He stopped for a moment. "If any of you have gifts, step forward now, you may need further training to see if your gift would be beneficial to us."

Only two of the ten newborns stepped forward, including Charlotte.

Jasper overlooked Charlotte for a moment, turning to the man. "What is your name and gift?"

The newborn looked him right in the eye. "My name is Randall, sir. And I can blow things up."

Jasper raised an eyebrow. "Demonstrate."

Randall gave him a small smile, looked at a rock that was only a few feet away from them, and before they knew it, the rock exploded, pieces flying everywhere.

Jasper nodded. "Very good. Please step back."

Randall did so, and the other newborns took several steps away from him on either side.

He glanced in Charlotte's direction. "And you?"

She smirked and winked in Peter's direction. "My gift is allure."

Jasper's expression remained stony. "And that entails?"

Charlotte smiled wider. "I can make any man do whatever I want."

Bella narrowed her eyes, immediately placing a shield around her brother and Peter. She slightly forgave Peter, but it didn't change anything. He had still been transfixed by her even before they met eyes.

Jasper nodded, though much more warily. "All right. We will be splitting you into two groups. Five of you will go with Bella and the other five to Peter. I will observe."

Bella shook her head. "If I may, Major Whitlock."

Jasper slowly turned towards her, his expression clearly conveying that he was not pleased that she was undermining his authority. "Yes, Captain Whitlock?"

Bella ignored his attitude. "I suggest that I be allowed to train Charlotte alone, as she clearly has influence over the other men."

Jasper didn't let it show, but he was very curious as to why Bella suggested this, when she could easily shield the newborns from her gift. Seeing no harm in it, he acquiesced. "Very well. I will train five of the newborns and Peter will train the rest."

As soon as the newborns had been split up and Jasper and Peter had took them quite a distance away, Bella turned to face Charlotte. "Listen, you bitch. Don't think I don't know what you're doing. My brother's and Peter's judgment's may be clouded, but mine is not. I've heard about your kind. Succubi. Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

Charlotte's eyes widened. "Whatever do you mean, Captain Whitlock? I'm just another newborn with a rather helpful gift, if I do say so myself."

Bella snorted. "I'm not blind. Maria put you in this camp for a reason, and I think I have it figured out. She doesn't like that me, Peter, and Jasper are so close, but she can't turn us against each other herself. So she searches for someone like you to complete that plan. I suppose she found out that Peter and I have feelings for each other, so she knew just how to use you. First, you would turn Peter against me and make him forget about what we mean to each other to be with you. Then, that would turn me against my brother in that he can't see how manipulative you are and would naturally side with Peter. And then, you would probably sleep with my brother to turn them against each other. Therefore, the trio would be broken beyond repair."

Charlotte started clapping. "Very good explanation. But why would I agree to break a bond between people I don't even know?"

Bella gave her a knowing look. "Because that's the type of person you are. You take pleasure in the pain of others, so this was too much of an opportunity to pass up."

Charlotte sneered at her. "You're going to have a hard time proving that, Captain."

Bella shrugged. "I don't have to prove it, just prevent it. You made the mistake of revealing your gift."

Charlotte tutted. "Au contraire, Bella. I haven't told them how strong it is. It doesn't matter how much they try to resist my gift, I will always win."

Bella decided to allow her to continue on in this delusion. "Despite how much I want to kill you, we must keep up this pretense that we are training so no one gets suspicious. But don't worry, I get the satisfaction of kicking your ass to cheer me up."

And with that, Bella lunged for her, knocking Charlotte over before placing her teeth at her neck. "Dead. You should really keep your guard up."

Charlotte's eyes narrowed and she got in a more defensive stance.

Bella almost laughed, but faked as if she was going to hit her from the left, but instead shifted to the right at the last second, knocking her feet out from under her and slightly twisting her head to demonstrate another kill. "Don't expect your opponent to go for the obvious move."

And so their training continued, and soon enough, the sun was setting. Even though she was a vampire, Charlotte still felt tired, her seemingly impenetrable skin aching from all the hits she took from Bella. Whoever said that once you were a vampire, you felt no pain, was clearly delusional.

With a smirk, Bella stalked off towards her tent, calling over her shoulder. "See you same time tomorrow, bitch."

Charlotte's answering glare was filled with hate as she marched off back to her own tent, ignoring the questioning glances from Jasper and Peter.

A/N Okay, please do not gather your torches and threaten to burn me alive because of the whole Damien and Bella thing. As I've said before, this will eventually be Peter and Bella in a few more chapters (maybe five?), so hang in there. But I must admit that after reading that scene, I was fanning myself. And don't hate on Damien, he's not a bad guy. Think of him as that guy friend who was always there on the sidelines wanting to be with you but you were stuck on some other guy (*cough Peter cough*). But yeah, who hates Charlotte? And looky, no cliffy! Review review review peeps XD