Disclaimer: Do not own Twilight
WARNING: This story contains disciplinary spanking of a teenage vampire. If this offends you in any way shape or form then don't read and don't bother flaming me!
Thoughts spoken to or heard by Edward will be italicized
A/N: Thank you guys so much for the reviews, I'm so glad you're enjoying the story! And a very big thank you to those of you who have given me awesome advice for my Rosalie story. So sorry I wasn't able to update yesterday. I was flying most the day to Michigan from California, and with losing three hours, I just didn't get around to it.
This chapter was not planned. This was originally supposed to be the spanking, but when I was writing it, I just got the feeling that Edward should run away, and then I got the idea that he should, well... you'll see. Anyways, I'm still a little unsure about this chapter, but I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 4: Panicked Escape
Edward's POV:
I sat up and began pacing, running a hand through my hair before taking a seat again. I wiped my hands on my legs, only to growl quietly in anticipation before getting up again. I again tried to listen into Carlisle's thoughts only to give up in frustration. He was thinking in Italian again. Damn it!
What was he thinking? What was he planning? I thought in panic. I had screwed up big time and Carlisle was so disappointed in me. I don't know why, but I almost wished he was pissed off with me again because his disappointment was so much harder to handle.
I felt so guilty for letting him down. I felt so guilty for having been so disrespectful and defiant with him these past several months.
I chewed on my lip anxiously wondering once again what Carlisle had meant by 'serious discipline'. What was he going to do to me? Would he make me leave? That thought caused my heart to ache painfully. I didn't want to leave. I couldn't imagine living by myself. I needed Carlisle, he was like a father – I froze as the thought crossed my mind.
Did I really think that? No, I said stubbornly. I had a father and he had died. Besides, I didn't need a father, I was an adult.
The more I thought, however, the more I began to realize how much Carlisle actually did for me. In fact, he was there for me more than my human father had been. I sat down, stunned by this revelation. Guilt gnawed at my insides. Carlisle has done so much for me, and I've repaid his kindness with nothing but disrespect and disobedience.
I wonder what Carlisle thinks of me? He must regret having changed me with all the trouble I've been. I should just leave, I thought standing up. I won't make him tell me to leave, I'll just do him the favor. Besides, I don't think I would be able to stand him ordering me to leave without begging.
Nodding my head determinedly, I gave my room a once over to see what I would take with me. I quickly grabbed some clothes, my mother's bible and the first book Carlisle had given me, and stuffed them in a bag. Hoisting it over my shoulder, I quickly jumped out my window and began to run as fast as I could. Venom tears threatened to fall, but I held them back. Don't be a baby I told myself. Man up, you are not a child anymore.
Feeling angry with my weakness, I spurred my legs to go even faster, trying to put as much distance between myself and Carlisle as I could.
I ran for so long I had no idea where I was anymore. It was well into the night when I finally felt that I had run far enough. Stopping abruptly, I dropped my bag and went and sat on a log, putting my head in my hands. Rubbing my hands over my face, I decided I'd do a quick hunt before finding out where I was.
I hid my bag somewhere safe before setting off on the hunt. I sniffed out, hoping to find a mountain lion or a bear, but could only smell a small herd of deer nearby. Sighing inwardly, I set off in pursuit catching one and then two deer. Breaking their necks, I sucked them dry before hiding their bodies under brush. Marginally satisfied, I went in pursuit of more prey when I suddenly realized I was not alone.
Well well well, what do we have here?
Turning quickly I found myself surrounded by two vampires. By reading their minds, I discerned they were a couple. They had a ruthless look about them, which made me instantly wary.
"Can I help you?" I said as civilly as I could. I did not want this to come to a fight because I knew I would lose. Even with my mind reading, I knew nothing of fighting, and I no longer had the advantage of newborn strength.
Haha, the boy looks terrified.
What an interesting eye color
I wonder if he can fight well…
John stepped forward, with a smile on his face. "Hello young one, my name is John and this is my mate Martha," he said pointing to the blonde next to him.
When all I did was nod nervously, his smile widened even more.
Not a very brave one, is he? He thought in amusement.
I bristled at the comment, pulling myself up to my full height. Holding my chin up I introduced myself. "My name is Edward, now what do you want? I was in the middle of hunting, so if you don't mind…" I said rudely.
Martha laughed as John held his hands up in a placating manner. "Calm Edward, we don't bite," much, he said with an unfriendly smile.
"No need to look so tense pup. We're just trying to be friendly," Martha said in a sickeningly sweet voice. "However, since you seem to be lacking in manners I'd be happy to teach you," she said menacingly, taking a step towards me.
"Settle down Martha," John said, laying a hand on his mate's shoulder.
Shit, I thought trying to keep from panicking. First stupid humans try to pick a fight with me and now these stupid vampires. Can my day get any worse?
I growled lowly as they slowly moved around me.
John gave me a mock stern look and said, "You're not being very nice Edward. But if you are looking for a fight, I'll be more than willing to oblige," he threatened.
I growled again, "You came here looking for a fight. I'm just defending myself. Now you both better clear out before I rip your heads off!" I roared at them.
Martha snarled at me, while John just looked amused.
Hahaha, this boy must be blind if he thinks he can take the two of us on. Ah, the naivety of the young.
I'm gonna rip this kid apart piece by piece and watch as he screams. I shivered involuntarily at Martha's thoughts.
It seemed these vampires delighted in preying on the weak. I grimaced as I saw flashes of memories. They were the kind of vampire that enjoyed 'playing' with their food and other vampires they deemed weaker than them. If this were any other time I would probably feel offended that they thought me weak, but right now I just wanted them to go away.
John looked at me with a bored look on his face. "Oooohh, I'm so scared," he said in mock fright. "You look like a good gust of wind could knock you down boy, what makes you think you can take us on?" he asked.
I smirked at him, beckoning for him to approach. "Quit talking and come and see, unless you're scared," I taunted him. Shut up, I told myself angrily. You might as well dig your own hole you idiot. What the hell are you doing, you can't take these guys!
"Oh, let me have him John!" Martha screeched. "I'm gonna enjoy making this kid cry." Looking at me she then said, "You're gonna regret challenging us kiddo. I'm gonna hurt you so bad you'll be begging for us to end your pathetic existence," she said menacingly.
I scoffed at her before glaring at them both. Inwardly I was panicking. I didn't want to fight, and I definitely didn't want to die, but I could see no way out. Deciding the element of surprise would do me good, I crouched down and charged at John while pulling my fist back. As I went to punch him, he ducked and tried to knock me off my feet, but having read his intentions I jumped over him before charging once more. Due more to my speed than ability, I managed to land a hard punch on his jaw, which sent him flying through a tree.
"Ha!" I said triumphantly. "I thought you said something about making me beg," I taunted him. John snarled in outrage when all of a sudden I felt a fist collide with my stomach. "Ahhh!" I screamed out in pain.
"Stupid boy!" Martha screamed. "What makes you think you can lay a finger on my mate?" she screeched at me before throwing me into a boulder. Shit, I thought as I stood up. I could take on one of them, but if they were going to gang up then I was done for. John and Martha charged me, and it took all my power just to avoid their hits. As I finally went to kick one of them, John punched me in the stomach, bringing me to my knees. Picking me up by the scruff of my shirt, he raised his arm to punch me. I closed my eyes, awaiting the hit but it never came.
"Get your hands off of my son," a voice suddenly growled.
I opened my eyes and was astonished to find Carlisle holding the fist of John. No way, I thought.
"I said, let him go," he ordered quietly, tightening his fist around John's. John grimaced slightly before dropping me.
Get behind me Edward. I quickly stood up, staring at Carlisle in continued astonishment. NOW EDWARD! he mentally shouted. Nearly jumping, I hastened to stand behind him.
Carlisle's POV:
I shielded Edward from the others, feeling the urge to rip them both apart for daring to lay a hand on my son. At the same time I also wanted to throttle Edward for having put me through this.
Flashback:
I paced in my room for a few more minutes before deciding it was time. Heading to Edward's room, I was surprised to hear no movement. Knocking, I asked for permission to enter but received no answer. Frowning, I opened to door only to find no one inside.
Walking inside I looked around before zoning in on the open window. I can't believe it, I thought in shock, worry, and anger. Why would he do this? Looking around the room once more, I noticed Edward had taken his mother's bible. Heart seizing, I realized this meant he had run away.
No, no no! This cannot be happening. Growling lowly, I ran a hand through my hair. There is no way I will let this happen. Edward is my first companion, he is my son! I must go after him and figure out why he has run, and if is answer is not sufficient then I will drag him back here kicking and screaming if I must. I need to know if he is running from his punishment or if he is running because he no longer wishes to live with me.
Nodding to myself, I then jumped out the window and ran as fast as I could while following Edward's scent. I pushed myself to run faster than ever because I knew Edward was faster than I, and that the sooner I caught up to him, the less chance I had of losing him forever.
It was well into the night when discouragement began to eat at me. What if I didn't ever find him? What if I had lost him forever? Sniffing around, I noticed that Edward had stopped here. Searching for his scent again, I set off running once more when I heard a scream of pain. Edward! I thought in alarm.
Running faster than I ever had I quickly arrived in a small field and took in the scene before me. There were two nomads fighting with Edward, and Edward was losing. Noting that the male was about to punch my son in the face, I let out a growl before running over and grabbing his fist while demanding that he release my son.
End Flashback:
I kept my face impassive as I stared at the nomads. The male whom I had grabbed glared at me while rubbing his hand. When it looked as though his mate were about to attack, he quickly held up his hand to her signaling her to stop.
"My name is John and this is my mate Martha. This boy belong to you?" he asked snidely.
"Yes," I replied curtly.
Growling lowly, the man then responded, "Your boy there disrespected my mate and I, and then proceeded to attack us. We were only defending ourselves."
"Lies!" Edward screamed before I silenced him with a look.
I knew they were lying, but felt that agreeing with them would get us out of this situation without a fight. "I apologize for my son's disrespect. He is young and headstrong, and I assure you I will make sure this never happens again," I told them amicably.
I felt Edward stir behind me. Calm Edward, I do not believe them, but I do not want to instigate a fight either.
Martha growled lowly while glaring with hatred at Edward. I gave her a hard stare, barely resisting the urge to snarl at her. "Let me deal with the boy!" she yelled, "or better yet, why don't you fight for him?" she demanded.
I raised an eyebrow at her, before turning to look at John. It was clear he was the leader. "Peace John, I do not want this to come to a fight," I told him, hoping he would agree.
John sized me up before sporting a self satisfied smirk. "You're as much as a coward as your son Carlisle. I'm gonna enjoy making you both scream," he said before looking at his mate.
Sighing internally, I crouched down, pushing Edward away from me. Whatever you do, DO NOT interfere Edward! You are to stay out of this.
"No Carlisle," he hissed quietly, "I want to help."
NO! I thought to him, shooting him a stern glare. I am sorry Edward but you have no experience fighting and you would be more of a hindrance to me. Now for once just do as I tell you to without arguing.
"Yes sir," he mumbled softly before moving away.
I gave an inward sigh of relief that he obeyed me before turning my full attention on the two vampires in front of me. They were both growling and baring their teeth as I gave them a cool stare. I tensed as they both charged me before ducking and sidestepping their punches and kicks. They worked well as a team, but were also rather unskilled. Blocking a punch from Martha, I shoved her away, grunting as John gave me a glancing blow. Turning back towards him I grabbed him with both hands and threw him into a grove of trees.
Edward's POV:
What the hell, I thought in shock, since when did Carlisle know how to fight? I watched the fight in growing awe as Carlisle sidestepped and dodged blow after blow. The other two were growing more and more frustrated and their moves more erratic, while Carlisle remained calm. He didn't go on the offensive much, but when he did he made it count. I guess being a doctor made him know all the right places to hit because John and Mary would both howl in pain when hit. I could tell by watching that Carlisle had the upper hand and that if he wanted to he could end the fight.
I watched John pick himself up again and just stare as Carlisle fought with Mary. I smirked as he rubbed his arm.
Perfect, John suddenly thought, and I glanced at him in worry. What's perfect? Reading his thoughts, my eyes widened in shock when I discovered that he had been hiding an ability. He could paralyze with a mere touch, and he was waiting for Martha to lure Carlisle towards him before he struck.
I snarled in fury. How dare he think of hurting my father, I thought in rage before tackling him. We rolled on the ground, hissing and snarling at each other before all of a sudden my legs stopped working. I stared with wide eyes at John who was smirking evilly at me while holding onto my legs.
"Didn't expect that now, did you Edward?" he said with a laugh.
I snarled and went to claw at him when my upper body failed on me. Fuck! I thought. I can't move anything but my head.
John put his face above mine, leering hatefully. "Don't worry Eddie, this isn't permanent. It'll go away once you die," he explained with a laugh before biting down on my shoulder.
"Ahhhhh!" I screamed in pain, trying futilely to move my body.
"Edward!" I heard Carlisle scream before hearing the sound of metal tearing.
"NOOO!" John screamed in rage before tearing after Carlisle.
"Don't let him touch you!" I screamed in warning, terrified at the thought of losing Carlisle.
Turning my head, I held my breath as Carlisle dodged all John's wild lunges. I very slowly started to move my fingers and toes, wishing with all my might that I could get up to help. Looking towards the fight my heart constricted painfully with every near miss. I was barely beginning to get feeling back into the rest of my body when all of a sudden Carlisle jumped up, raised his arm, and smashed it down on John's head.
A/N: Hey all, so what did you think? I figured that even though Edward has the ability to read minds, he still wouldn't be very skilled in fighting. I also figured Carlisle would had to have learned to fight in his early vampire, if not human years to survive.