Made For Them
Chapter 15: Mexican Bitch
Ooh SURPRISE! double update for you all because I left you hanging so long. This is the second part of the Jasper/Bella date and we get to see just who the intruder is. Jasper/Bella fans will probably be able to guess just from the title though so it's probably not much of a surprise but anyway I'll let you read:
Jasper blanched as the scent invaded this serenity that surrounded him. He was so fucking close to kissing her, he could practically taste her lips and despite what the song said in the background he doubted they did taste of Sangria. That was another man's woman. Unfortunately finding out for sure would have to be put on the back burner, before she was truly aware he planted Bella behind his back. Protect. He knew when Bella caught the rapidly approaching scent because the confusion morphed into curiosity. She scanned the darkness just as avidly as him but she felt no fear, slight worry and fierce concern directed at him but no fear. But then again she clearly didn't recognise the scent. He did and it sent him spiralling into a time he left long ago.
If Jasper was being perfectly honest he was surprised they'd only picked up on one scent. For the woman to travel without some kind of protection was rare, even if years ago it had only being one person, him. After taking a few minutes though she stopped the anticipation and stepped out of the cover of the trees.
The first thing Bella noticed about the intruding vampire was that she was deadly beautiful, clearly of Spanish or Mexican descent. Her eyes so red they glowed brightly in the dark night drawing the attention of all around her like an orb or christ's star. Her dark hair danced easily in the breeze, the wind manipulating it like a puppet, the only thing that would ever manipulate her.
"Jasper." Her heavily accented voice drew out and rolled the 'r' on the end of his name making Jasper tense and Bella bristle. "I missed you Major, luring a little innocent human to her death, your bunny munchers would be so disappointed. Especially the little one, will she still give you the rare reward for good behaviour? If you want to deviate so badly Major, come back to me, it was very bad of you to runaway but you'll enjoy you're punishment." A little sardonic smirk graced her lips for the whole time, she watched as the disgust turned into hatred then a little fear then back to disgust and hatred. Her poor little emotional Major never had been good at hiding his emotions. Bella growled at the intruder, finally figuring who this woman was who was propositioning her mate.
"If you wish to keep that pretty little head of yours, Maria, I suggest you stay away from what's mine." Jasper felt as the amusement and disbelief filled his old companion, her eyes widened almost comically as she watched this little human.
"You tell me that again in the morning human." Her voice a disgusted sneer, Maria hated the pitiful creatures.
"Oh I plan on it, while I dance around your pire my father created." Again Maria let out an amused laugh, she'd never been so amused by a human before, they were always so fucking terrified of her, rightfully so but still.
"A human killing vampires? Are you aware of the Volturi?" This time both women were smirking. Maria because she believed she had the upper hand, Bella because she knew she had. Bella tapped Jasper on the shoulder bringing his gaze warily around to her, he hated to take his eyes off Maria, one could never guess what the Mexican bitch would do from one moment to the next.
"Who are the Volturi Jasper? You haven't told me about them." Jasper had to fight the urge to chuckle but sent his little mate his amusement, clever game she was playing here. He turned fully to her, knowing that Maria would be watching the show from her amused little perch.
"Well Darlin' the Volturi are the ruling Coven of our kind. There are three kings; Caius, Marcus and Aro. One king has a very dangerous curiosity and ended up with a hybrid daughter. The daughter was hidden for nearly a thousand years but her father decided she needed some human interaction so sent her off to the human world. It was a shitty little town he sent her off to, rains all the fucking time. So anyway the thing about this hybrid was that she seems very human, unless she told you one would believe she was human. And that's what the coven of vampires at the school thought she was, they believed her to be their human mate. Strange little thing she was, mated to six different vampires. It just happened to be my night with my pretty little new mate when a little problem from my past still thought she was top of the pack." Bella's eyes opened as wide as they could, her mouth morphing into a mockery of shock.
"Oh imagine the chances of that, you missed the part of the pet wolf in the mix. Poor Seth will feel left out." And against his better judgement Jasper let out a full chuckle. And for the first time in her time as a vampire Maria was completely and utterly confused.
"What on earth was that story Major?" Her question a command that no longer held any power. She was the weak one this time, against both the god and goddess of war, once upon a time she may have ruled the south but this would be her last fight. She should have brought some of her newborns along for the party.
Jasper pulled Bella around to his side so the Mexican enemy could fully appraise her end, Maria was not impressed. By bringing this measly human to his side he was trying to make the claim that she was his equal, of how the mighty had fallen it seemed to Maria.
"Maria, I believe it's time you met my mate." She was about to interrupt but a simpe hand signal stopped her attempt. "The hybrid daughter of Aro Volturi, the delctable and misleading Isabella Volturi." And for the first time even Maria felt true fear, not only had she lost her newborns in the last battle, but now she had no chance of getting her Major back, no in fact he was consorting with the enemy. She didn't know about the human... hybrid... whatever but she knew that she would have no chance against Jasper, she was lucky he didn't end her as he left all them years ago, coming back for him had being a terrible mistake.
Running was not something she was accustomed to, but when fight and flight argued she knew it was suicide to try and fight, she would be cut down easily by her greatest weapon. The trees whizzed behind her, never blurring though she still felt like they should do with the velocity she was travelling at. Fear made the venom burn in her skin trying to save her, she could smell his scent surrounding her, before it made her feel safe, no one could defeat the god of war, but she was on the other side, the one being hunted. She couldn't tell how close he was, it seemed like his scent saturated everywhere, his steps silent even to the vampires hearing, disorientating her even further.
The manufactured fear pulsed into her making her steps clumsy, slower, too slow. But Jasper needn't have wasted his gift, she was already beyond terrified, the curse of knowing the horrific beauty of her enemy. But then just ahead was a cliff, she could jump to safety, save herself, he wouldn't chase her that far, he would let her go. But her Major had never ran away from a fight nor an obvious victory and he wasn't about to start tonight.
Just as the cliff seemed like a viable option she stopped her in her track, she found herself becoming a bit too well aquainted with the bitter grass. Her hands smeared with mud as she looked up at what had stopped her. Surprisingly it wasn't her major, no this creature before her had a pulse, was entirely too short and her hair too dark. This was the human mockery, Volturi. Her hand was poised in the air, eyes that were once brown now an electric blue, fissures dancing through like static in a plasma ball. It took Maria a moment to realise that the creature hadn't even touched her to stop her, she had a power, a powerful one at that. She also realised that the pair could have stopped the chase at any time but they had prolonged the chase. But it was over now.
As Jasper placed his arm securely around Maria's neck, pushing harshly against her oesophagus and trachea to limit her pointless breathing and her voice, Bella's hand lowered, her eyes returning to the melting shade of Cadbury's finest 'glass and a half'. Her shield had dropped but it mattered not because Maria's head was lying metres away from the rest of her body. Jasper easily let the inner demon take over, his hatred ruling as he tore his sire to pieces. He cared not where the pieces went so long as they were no longer connected to each other.
Bella watched on with rapt attention as her mate tore animalistically into a woman who tormented his every memory. She loved the sight, her lust increased with every bite he delivered before finally she could take it no longer. She dropped her personal shield that kept what emotions she didn't want to share private and her desire hit Jasper like a freight train. His obsidian eyes rose to meet her chocolate ones, his head cocked to the side in confusion. He felt the emotion but wasn't sure how his actions and the reaction added together. But still he dropped the piece of torso that was cracking like a fractal under his grip into the mud and rose to his full height. Still her emotions hit him, feeding his own, mate, so pretty, safe, mate.
Before conscious throught was put into the action she was in his arms, his nose buried in her neck sniffing once again at the intoxicating scent, again he was surrounded by candied apples and something a little sweeter, flowers maybe? Though he was too man to be able to name what type.
"So still want to test the Sangria theory Darlin'." She didn't reply she simply took his head in both her hands so she could gaze upon his face in all it's masculine beauty before dragging his lips to hers. Behind them and unbeknownst to them a decapitated head rolled away in disgust as they consumed one another in the wake of their battle, the chase foreplay, the dismemberment a build up of anticipation and then finally this over powering kiss the action. It was as far as it would go in this situation, raw and passionate and more than enough yet no where near enough. As bruised lips disconnected both panted though only one really needed to.
Yes there might have been a little detour in their little date but all in all it had being utterly satisfying and now they could go home, back to family and more mates, to warmth and contentment.
Chapter 15 finished (bloody hell how are we at 15 already?)
Does anybody listen to Mayday Parade? I LOVE THAT BAND, As February gets closer I'm gonna get ridiculously excited because I get to see them live the day before my 16th, I'm already stupidly excited.
Anyway back to la story stuff - Review my people and stay tuned ;)