Chapter 17

Obviously I'm not Stephenie Meyer. All things in the Twilight Universe still belong to her and I'm stuck here, smacking my head, wondering, "Why didn't I think of that?" Ha, ha, but in all seriousness no infringement is intended on my part.

BTW this chapter has a lot of violence involving male appendages and limbs in general for that matter. If that kind of thing bothers you in anyway I don't recommend you read this chapter. I repeat, this story is intended for mature readers only! Happy Reading.

Before May 25, 2009

As I walked down the hall, I could feel the hairs stand up on the back of my neck, adrenaline flooded my veins, and I could smell the fear in the air. It was like so many other days here in the halls of hell. If bad intentions could float around freely like dust motes they'd be sticking to me like Velcro. I could actually sense the impending ambush. This was high school.

After three years of being ostracized and bullied, I was finally rounding out to my fourth and final year. This fall I'd start school again as a Senior. I held my head high, refusing to show my fear. I didn't care if they hit me, kicked me, spit on me, or called me names, I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

Then, as if to test my newfound determination and bravery, down the hall I could hear someone cry out in agony. Sounds of laughter were echoing off the walls right along with the poor tortured souls anguish. The sound was coming from the room my tormentors dubbed the room of pain, which was really only a supply closet.

Enough was enough. I wasn't going to take it anymore and I sure as hell wasn't going to stand by and let anyone else be tortured.

I opened the door, slamming it against some lockers trying to make as much noise as I could. What I saw inside was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Paul Lahote held my baby brother with his arms pinned behind his back while Jacob Black took potshots at his stomach.

"What in the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Ew, lookie, Paul. We have a live one. Do you think she wants to play with us?" Jacob sneered.

"As if I would be desperate enough to want to play with that stupid half-breed."

"Ah, come on, Paul. Don't be so hard on her. Wouldn't you like to feel those pretty little legs wrapped around your waist just once. Surely she's good for a fast fuck."

"That's about all she's good for."

I could feel my stomach twist in knots. It was all I could do not to loose my breakfast. They had never threatened me with this kind of thing before. I couldn't tell if they were actually contemplating raping me or if they were just saying those nasty things to mess with my head. I wasn't planning on sticking around to find out.

I backed up to the middle of the hallway.

"Put him the fuck down, Paul!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Shut up, you stupid bitch!"

"You're hurting him! Leave Seth alone!"

Paul dropped Seth as he stepped towards me.

"Run, Seth!"

"Maybe I should shove my cock down your throat! That would shut you up!" Jacob hissed.

Seth stood on shaky legs stumbling down the hall as fast as he could. Jacob reached out his hand to grab my arm but I kicked him in the balls and ran before he could get a good hold on me.

Jacob squealed like a baby girl. I glanced over my shoulder to see him falling over to clutch his junk while Paul laughed his ass off at him.

"You'd better watch you're back! I'm going to get you for this, Bella!" Jacob screamed two octaves higher than his normal voice would normally allow.

I finally caught up to Seth when I rounded the corner. He was slumped over holding his stomach. "Come on. Let's go to the office. We can't let them get away with this."

"No way. I'm not going anywhere."

"Seth, we have to stop them, they could have hurt you."

He grimaced as he looked up at me.

"Okay, so they probably did hurt you. I need to take you to the nurse."

"No! I'm not telling on them. It'll only make things worse."

"Seth…"

"No, Bella. You don't understand. They promised to hurt…"

"Who did they threaten? What did they say?"

"No! I'm not telling you anything and I'm not ratting them out."

"Fine! I'm telling Dad."

"He can't help us, Bella. No one can. Jacob's the golden boy of the tribe. He's going to be chief."

"We don't have chiefs anymore. We have a council. Jacob's behavior is the perfect example as to why we have a council."

"It doesn't matter. The council will side with him. You know they will. Jacob can get away with anything he wants."

"Well, I'm not letting him get away with this," I growled at my brother.

After October 10, 2010

The rest of the Cullens are finally home. We're all setting around the living room supposedly taking turns holding the twins to which Edward and I haven't gotten a turn sense they all got home an hour ago.

My poor husband is pouting adorably. I know how he feels. They were only born a few hours ago and we're already having to share them.

"Are you going to nurse them?" Esme is asking. I'm looking up to see all eyes on me including Edwards.

"I'm not sure, I have a lot of questions about that. I've noticed they have teeth. Are those the twins real baby teeth or are they the kind of teeth that can be removed?"

Carlisle and Edward are laughing. "Bella what you're referring to are called natal teeth." My smarty pants husband is smirking at me.

I'm rolling my eyes sending him a clear message that he might as well tell me all about it. We both know he's going to anyway.

"Natal teeth are rare and are present at the time of birth. They have very small roots and are often removed to make it easier for the mother to nurse."

"Thank you for the lesson, Dr. Cullen." I'm teasing Edward.

Carlisle chuckles at the Dr. Cullen jab.

"May I please see Riley, Rosalie," Carlisle's asking Rose politely because she's sitting right next to him with Riley in her arms. Rosalie lets out a small growl.

"Come on, Rosy. Dad only wants to examine his teeth," Emmett's chastising her gently.

"Fine!" she's snarling.

Carlisle is stroking Riley's teeth with his finger. "Ouch!"

He's hissing, abruptly shoving his finger in his own mouth, sucking hard.

"Venom?" Edward's asking. Carlisle shakes his head in affirmation.

Edward is standing. "Jasper, let me see Carlie."

Edward takes our daughter and begins to rub her teeth as well. "Hmmm."

"What is it?"

"No venom, but her teeth are stronger than any human toddler. They're probably as strong as ours. I wouldn't advise breastfeeding Bella."

I shuddered. "Um, no…" Emmett's laughing.

"Ass-hat," I muttering. This only makes him laugh harder.

Edward's growling at him. I don't even want to know what he's thinking to get my husband upset.

"Should I pump?" I'm asking Carlisle. "Surely they need something other than blood all the time."

Edward is still growling. I'm looking at him in annoyance but he's focus is no longer on Emmett. He's staring out the window, brows furrowed, nostrils flared, teeth snarling. The hairs on the back of my neck are standing at attention.

"Edward?" I'm whispering. I'm feeling that all too familiar tremble that racks my body just before I wolf out.

Edward's issuing orders, "Esme, take Carlie. Carlisle, hold tight to Riley. We have company. Keep the babies behind the rest of us.

"Who's here?" I'm asking.

"It's Felix and Jacob with several other members of the Volturi guard."

"What? Jacob's with…"

"He's betrayed everyone, Bella."

"Did they bring Leah?"

"No,"

At one time in my life I'd be in the corner, cowering like a frightened mouse. But what the Volturi didn't know is that life taught me all about bullies and how to deal with them. You had to grab them by the balls and squeeze hard. Edward taught me that some things were worth fighting for. My family was certainly worth fighting for. My sister was worth fighting for. Right now, in this moment there wasn't a damn thing I was afraid of. I wasn't even afraid of loosing my family, because they might have got Leah, but they sure as hell wasn't taking anyone else from me.

Edward knows me so well. He knows what I was capable of. He's trying to holding me back. Shit's about to hit the proverbial fan and there isn't going to be a Volturi solder left standing and Edward knows that too.

Edward's looking at me. He's pleading with me with his eyes. I know he wants me to let him handle it, but I've had just about enough shit from the leech squad as I'm going to take.

"Jasper, Emmett. Hold her back."

"You'd think twice about that if you value your family jewels," I'm fuming.

"Hey, man. You're on your own. My jewels are priceless heirlooms." Emmett is stepping down.

"Would you be serious for five fucking seconds?" Jasper is seething at Emmett.

"Just sayin'"

"Get the fuck out of my way!" My claws are up. The vampire triplets are on their asses. I love them, but don't be standing in this wolf-girls way when she's on a mission. I'm out the door.

Felix, Jacob and Ten other Volturi are standing at the edge of the Cullen's lawn, waiting for our approach. I'm only partially phased. I'm wanting to have my say before I tear their lily white asses to shreds.

"Where's my sister? If you fuckers don't give her back you twelve won't be the last of the leech squad to get your asses ground into the dirt!"

"Such language. We're merely here to negotiate a transfer."

"Damn, Edward. Your wife has some serious hairy-ass legs. You actually like it when she wraps those things around you?"

"Emmett, would you, please, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Edward's snarling.

My concentration is briefly thwarted as I shot of animal lust shoots right to my girly bits. Damn, I love it when he cusses.

Felix is taking advantage, grabbing me by the throat.

"Give me one of your fucking little brats or I'm going to snap her neck!"

"No!" Edward's screaming.

I'm phasing, pushing my front paws in Felix's face. His grip is loosening as I mentally shove him against a tree. Jacob and the 10 other Volturi get knocked on their asses right after.

Edward, you can jump in anytime now! I'm projecting my thoughts to him.

He's looking at me, his brow is furrowed. Yeah, that's right, hubby. It's time to kick some Volturi ass! You in?

He expression sets in determination. His eyes are sparkling with mischief. He's smirking.

"Get ready to rumble, guys," Edward's addressing his family.

"Hey, that's my line," Emmett's whining.

I'm shaking off what's left of my shredded clothing. Slowly my family and I are advancing towards our uninvited guests.

Felix's eyes are widening in terror. The rest of the Volturi are scrambling around him in confusion. Edward's laughing.

"That's right, fuckwit. You just had to go and piss her off. Now you get the honor of watching her tear your ass up as she feeds it to you."

I'm purring. Purring! Damn, I love your potty mouth!

Edward's eyes are flashing towards me briefly. There it is again, that smirk.

"He's all yours, Sweet Girl. The rest of us can take care of this other garbage."

"Ah, man. Where'd da wittle bitty puppy go?" Emmett's pouting. "I should go look for him."

"Leave him, Aro won't like that he left all his men to die. He'll get his," Edward's ever the voice of reason.

"Ah man…" Emmett's kicking the dirt like a toddler.

"What makes you think you stand a chance against us, Cullen?" Felix's trying to ask bravely.

"Let's see. Could it be that you're cowering behind all your little friends? Or maybe it's because your puppy ran off?"

"Why don't you ladies build a nice big bond fire for our guests here?" Jasper's asking Rose and Alice.

They're both laughing maniacally making Flex visually cringe.

"Can you hold them all, Sweet Girl?"

I'm nodding affirmative.

"Don't worry, we'll save Felix just for you," he's assuring me.

Thank you, babe.

I'm using all my telekinetic strength to push the leech squad down hard, literally grinding their asses in the dirt, as promised.

Their collective snarling only makes me grind harder. If only they could turn purple.

Edward and his brothers are at the pile. Edward's making a show trying to decide which one gets to be first.

"How about the pretty blond one with the bright red eyes. He looks like a real pussy… cat," Emmett's throwing in the last word for Esme's benefit I'm sure. From our language so far I can only imagine why.

"There's like five blond ones here. Which one are you talking about?"

"This one?" Edward's pointing and the vampire in question begins whimpering.

"He looks like a pu… well you know, too, but it's the one under him I want first." The first vampire is visually relaxing while the second one starts to squirm.

"For the love of all that's holy. Can we just kill these bastards already. Their emotional states are going to make me cry," Jasper's growling, grabbing up the first one, the not so pretty one.

"No!" The vampire's crying.

"Tell us where Leah is!" Edward's getting in his face.

"You'll n…never get to her." He's shaking his head refusing to tell us. Edward's ripping his head off. "Save the cloaks, girls"

Rose and Alice are nodding in agreement.

Edward's grabbing the second one off the pile. The pretty one. "Now are you going to tell me what I want to know."

"Y. yes. But my friend was right, she'll be hard to get to."

"You've seen what my girl can do. Do you really think anything can stop us?"

"Alec…"

"Yeah, Alec is going down too. Trust me, nothing can penetrate her mind. Tell us where she is and I'll let you live."

"You'd better keep your mouth shut, Dale," Felix is hissing at him.

"She's deep in the castle, underground. In a hidden cell under the dinning chamber."

Is he telling the truth?

"Yes, Sweet Girl. From his mind your sister looks okay too."

Oh, thank God!

"We'll find her, sweetheart."

"Jasper, put him back in the pile. I'll keep my word."

"That's not fair, Edward!" Emmett's whining is starting to irritate me. I growl at him.

"Fine," he's mumbling.

"Okay let's hurry up and dispose of the rest so my Sweet Girl can have her turn."

Limbs are flying towards Rose and Alice. They are happily chucking it all on the pyre.

We're all just have a jolly old time amongst the macabre of severed body parts and burning piles of vampire flesh and Felix shouting profanities at us.

The twins should not be seeing this!

"Relax, Sweet Girl. Mom and Dad took them inside."

I'm looking back to the pile to find it gone but the last two, Felix and Dale.

Edward is grabbing Felix up by the collar.

"Now for the real fun."

"Bella? How would you like to proceed?"

Put him back on the ground, spread eagle.

Edward's spreading him out for me, as I continue to incapacitate him. I'm sniffing up and down his leg, taking little nips here and there to hear him squeal.

"Dale, you're not going to survive this either. You know what will happen to you once Aro gets a hold of you?"

"Ah, now don't talk to Dale like that, Felix. He's a Cullen now. Wouldn't you agree, Dale?"

"Y yes."

"See now, Felix. We protect our own isn't that right, Jasper?"

"Yep," Jasper's readily agreeing in that southern drawl of his.

"Emmett here, has taken I liking to him as well, haven't you, Emmett."

"You mean we get to keep him?"

"Sure." Dale is cringing. "In fact he's all yours, brother."

"Really?"

"Yes, but you must promise not to kill him. I did make him a promise after all."

"Oh, thank you, Edward," Emmett's singing joyously. "I promise."

"You may proceed Bella."

I'm starting on his right arm this time. From the shoulder down, when I get to his hand I bite off his thumb.

"You bitch, you'll pay for that! The Volturi guards will fuck you good, just like they're going to fuck your sister."

Yeah but he won't be doing any fucking! I'm growling, moving down to his crotch. I'm pausing.

"No, no, no!" He's shouting.

I'm laugh barking as I sink my canines into his balls, separating them from his body.

He's screaming and crying like a girl as I'm hovering over him, walking myself back up his body. I'm dropping his balls into his mouth, shoving them in with my paw. Thank God for thick clothing. I'd hate to have to taste those things.

"Um… Sweet Girl?"

Hmmm?

"Why exactly did you do that?"

Oh, because you promised him I was going to feed him his balls.

Edward's chuckling. "No. I promised him you were going to feed him his ass."

Oh. Oppsy.

"You bitch! How could you! Look what you did to me! My, my, my… My balls!"

I'm looking back to Felix disappointed that he managed to spit out his balls. I'm grabbing him by the neck.

"Please, no!" A crunching sound is what I'm hearing vibrate through my whole head as I rip his head from his shoulders.

Emmett's grabbing Dale up like an infant. He's still immobile so he poses no threat. Emmet's petting his head.

"You sure are pretty, Dale." Dale looks so tiny in Emmett's enormous arms.

Dale's sobbing tearlessly.

"You know, Dale. I really don't like your name. Can I give you another name, please?"

"Y. yeah."

"I want to tell you a joke first. Do you like jokes?"

"Sh sure."

"Okay then. What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs hanging on a wall?"

"I I don't KNOW," Dale's sobbing uncontrollably.

"ART! Get it?"

"I'm gonna name you Art."

"I… um…"

"And you won't be needing these." Emmett rips off Arts arms and legs. His screams are being drowned out by Emmett's joyous laughter.

"Guys. Art's going to look so good hanging up in my man cave," Emmett's shouting as he skips off into the woods. Art's still screaming in agony.

Man cave? Where the hell is he going? I'm asking Edward.

"He literally has a 'man cave'. Art's not his first pretty friend."

Oh, um, yeah. Don't want to know…

There you have it. What do you think of Emmett in this story? What do you think of his 'man cave' collection? And let's not even get started on Bella.