Standing tall before the chained up and restrained vampire, I pick up an arm and set on the stone floor in front of him before setting the sledgehammer against my shoulder and began to walk a circle around him. Coming to a stop in front of him again, I cocked my head to the side, "Let's start with an easy one; why are you here?"

The hulk I turned into a pint-sized rugrat glared at me, teeth bared and a growl in his throat. Not a very bright one, is he? Either he doesn't really think I am about to dust his hand, or he thinks that Jasper is going to stop me. Either way, it ain't gonna happen. I am really about to bring the hammer down and if Jasper tries to stop me, I'll shatter his fucking face.

Smiling nice and big, I chuckled lightly, almost giggled, as I twirled the hammer around, "need some proof I ain't fuckin' around? Don't worry," looking him dead in the eyes, "I ain't." and brought the hammer head down on the right hand, shattering it into itty bitty tiny pieces.

Since his head was attached to another body, he couldn't feel that, but the psychological torment of watching me smash the hand he masterbates with was enough to get him talking. Not answering my question mind you, but it loosened his lips a bit.

"You mother fucker! I jack off with that hand!"

I tittered, "correction; you jackED off with that hand. Not a lot of that in your future anymore there, Bud. Now, answer the fucking question or you lose your whole damn arm. Why are you here?"

He glared at me and snapped his teeth, straining against the restraints. I shook my head and glanced over my shoulder and looked at Jasper, "Always the hard way, huh?"

He snorted, "Every fucking time."

Turning back to the Cullen, "Last chance, why are you here?" When he still refused to answer, I snorted, called him a stubborn fuck, and brought the hammer down again in the center of his forearm, breaking and shattering it beyond repair. Grabbing a leg, I tossed it in front of him, "Shall I make you a gimp as well? Answer my fucking question or you will never walk again." When he just continued to glare, I shrugged and readied to shatter his foot too when he called out to wait. Pausing with the hammer above my head, "why are you here?"

He pursed his lips and looked at the floor, "Recon. Since Alice never came back from Italy, someone had to keep an eye on things."

I cocked a brow at him and didn't even attempt to hide my shock at this, "and they chose you?"

He tried to shrug, I think, before looking up at me, "I am the only one that would have been strong enough to fight my way out if necessary."

I snorted, "and that worked out so well, don't you think?"

"It would have if Jasper was where he was supposed to be."

I set the hammer on my shoulder again, "Now we're getting somewhere. Where was Jasper supposed to be?"

He looked over at Jasper and looked away again when he saw the look on the Major's face. After a short pause, that I sped up by moving the hammer back into position, "dead. Jasper was supposed to be dead. When Jasper sided with you before you ever went to Italy, Alice called, told us that Bella was changed, that she was still alive and all we needed to do was get rid of a few hurdles and everything would be fine, that Edward didn't fuck everything up completely by being a retard."

Keeping the hammer in position, I cocked a brow, "fuck what up?"

He pressed his lips together hard and looked away. I gave him to the count of three before I brought the hammer down on his right foot, snapping his attention back to me and my toy. I was glaring as I yanked the hammer head out of the ground, "I ain't fucking around anymore. Start talking and tell me everything you and your little band of fairy fucks are up to, or I turn you into fucking rubble. The choice is yours."

He looked at me then looked at the dust that was once his foot as it began to settle. He bared his teeth at me and I snapped mine right back at him before calling out, "Toss me his arm, Sugar."

I heard her jump in her seat a little, but she got up and trotted over to where I left them before. "Hand side or bicep?"

"Dealer's choice." I twirled the hammer in my hand once and when she hollered 'head's up', I spun around, using the hammer as a bat and demolished the flying body part. I didn't even take the time to see which part of the arm it was before looking back at the gaping mouth vampire, "No? Not ready yet? I'm good with that." Turning back I cocked a brow at Izzy, who picked up the other half of the arm, and after setting up my swing, I hollered, "Pull" and swung at the other half when my mate threw it towards me.

Turning back to him, I got in his face, "You might think that this shit is a game but I'm here to tell you, it ain't. The body you're attached to, it belongs to me and I'm gonna want it back. You keep that mouth of yours closed, what the fuck is gonna be left of you to go back to when I finally get tired of this? I'm gonna tell you exactly how this shit is gonna end. It ends with your head buried in my fucking back yard for the next 500 years because it is going to be THAT long, AT LEAST before I get done with your little band of fucktards and they actually give enough of a fuck to make the attempt to even look for you.

"If you haven't figured this out for yourself yet, allow me to explain it to you. They ain't comin' to rescue you, to save you. They ain't about to risk their asses to save yours. Dog eat dog, only the strong survive, survival of the fittest. Thing about it, brainiac. If they gave a lick of a fuck about you, they would be storming my house, in the drones to take you back. They ain't comin' and I promise you, I ain't done. You wanna test me, Boy, and I will show you that what you think you know about Jasper is nothing but a bedtime story compared to what I am about to do to you."

Shoving the hammer head under his chin and lifting his face to look up at me, "Start talking or I take your head off that body and you can feel the pain as I render your pencil dick to dust."

He looked me in the eyes for ten seconds before he snapped his teeth at me, "You wouldn't dare. Do you have any idea what my mate is gonna do you your little whore when she get her hands on her for what you already did?"

I leaned in real close to him, the tips of our noses touching as a smirk pulled my lips apart, "Do you have any idea how hot it's gonna be to watch as my little Sugar tears her apart before I fuck the shit out of her on the ashes? Your pretty little princess ain't no match for a mortal dog let alone my combat trained mate." Getting a little closer and lowering my voice a little more, "Want to know something else? Your mate, your love and everything? She is already on the hunt for your replacement. You are nothing to her, to any of them. Just like my Sugar was as a HUMAN, you're expendable, replaceable, forgettable. They are leaving you to die while at the same time looking for a different way to get her back."

I stood back up at that, setting the hammer on the ground and using it as a cain again, "but don't simply take my word on the matter. Call 'em, ask 'em yourself."

He glared at me, "you shattered my hands."

Smacking myself on the forehead, "Oh, silly me." Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I flipped it open and put it on speaker, "What's the number? 1-800- Fuck- You, right?" Thumbing in the number to Carlisle's cell that I have had for years, I showed it to him, "This is right, yeah?" He nodded once and I hit send and we all listened to the operator say that the number was no longer in service. Hanging it up, I pursed my lips, "tough break there, Chief. Should we try another? I know, what's the princess's number. Bet she still has it, you know, just in case you survived this." I had to admit, the fucker looked upset and because I am the admitted asshole I am, "Awe, you looked crushed." His eyes snapped up to mine and I pretended to look sheepish, "Oh, too soon?"

He snarled at me, "asshole. I swear to god, when I get my hands on you..."

I looked around at the inch thick dust on the ground and on my shoes, and cut him off, "You'll do what, exactly; give me another load of laundry to do?" Laying it out on the line for him, "You are out of choices here, Big Guy. The only thing you can do is tell me what I want to know. Tell me on your own, or I make a phone call to someone who will actually answer and hand this here hammer to my girl over there and let her play 'beat the dick' after I take your head off that body. Either way, I am gonna get what I want but it would be in your better interest to give it up on your own cause my little Sugar ain't got the best aim."

I was consumed by 'Hey asshole over here' by Jasper turning my attention to him. He jerked his head a little telling me he wanted a word. So, giving a little shrug, I handed the hammer to Izzy with full permission to hit whatever she wanted with it and went over to Jasper. He leaned in and whispered to me, "he's broken. He'll answer you, but I know him well enough to know he is going to want something in return."

Looking over my shoulder at the vampire looking at all the dust from his body, "and I wonder what that could possibly be." Turning away from Jasper, I called out to him, "Alright there, Hopalong, how about a trade?" He looked over at me and cocked a brow making me smirk a little, "We each have something the other wants. So, I'll make you a deal." I went over to the bench that I had used to drill the hole in the neck of the torso and hopped up and took a seat, pulling my mate between my thighs and wrapping my arms around her waist, taking the hammer from her and setting it next to me, still in perfect reach.

When I was looking back at him, he narrowed his eyes a bit, "What kind of deal?"

I shrugged, "It's actually very simple. You tell me what I want to know, I will get you a brand spankin' new, completely intact, hulk lookin' body." Setting my chin on Izzy's head, I smirked a little wider, "Granted you still lost your mate and the prospect of getting laid for at least six months, but at least this body will have hands attached to it and not dust fragments that get into every single fucking thing." Then I lifted a hand and held up a finger, "But I want full disclosure. You leave out a single fucking detail and I smash what's little left of you and bury your head so deep they will find it in China."

The guy didn't even put up a fight as he laid it out for us. I mean, I didn't expect to have to fight hard, but I figured there would be a little negotiation in there somewhere. I honestly feel a little cheated. What the fuck kind of deal maker is this guy? Well, if he always takes the first deal presented, I pray to GOD I never get arrested with his ass.

"Carlisle met James years ago, before he ever sired Edward. They 'chummed' about, if you know what I mean?"

I snorted, "Yeah, we got it. Carlisle swings both ways, known that for years. Keep going." Edward might have been a technical virgin for the last however old his bitch ass is, but his sweet little ass ain't. The biggest thing about that that irritated me was they vehemently denied that shit... when I walked in on it. There is not shit wrong with any kind of lovin's in my opinion. It isn't my cup of tea, but hey, to each their own.

I turned my attention back to the big lug when he started talking again, "The whole thing with Bella started even before Edward said a single word to her. The day he came home from school and said he was leaving because of a human, Carlisle went ape shit. Edward left the house and the old man LOST it, saying that it was all Bella's fault that his boy was leaving and he wouldn't let that shit happen with no consequence."

Jasper cut him off, "THAT is what happened to the house?"

Emmett's head nodded, "Yeah, Carlisle had a hissy fit."

Jasper shook his head, "I fucking knew it."

Emmett made his borrowed body shrug, "Anyways, so, Edward left and Carlisle made a call to his old chum and sent them on the hunt for her, telling him that if it was swift, it would be worth it. Before James and them got to Forks though, Edward came back, telling Carlisle that he thought about it and decided that he was going to use her to boost his control over his blood lust.

"Carlisle thought that was the greatest idea since sliced bread, encouraging and pushing him to get as close to Bella as possible. Then Alice started having visions of the two of them getting closer and closer, eventually getting married and Edward turning her. It wasn't until just before her birthday that Alice had the 'BIG ONE' as she called it, a vision that was going to change everything and destroy all of us. She had a vision of Bella getting pregnant by Edward."

That shocked all of us into silence, well, all but my little Izzy of course. She whipped around and stared at me in absolute horror, "Ya'll can have babies?"

I was looking at Emmett wide eyed and slack jawed as I shook my head, "Not to my fucking knowledge."

He just shrugged, "It was because she was still human and apparently in heat when they fucked for the first time. Anyways, so, Alice tells us the only way that we would survive that was if it didn't happen, telling Edward to do whatever he had to, to have a reason to leave. So, he didn't feed before her birthday and made sure that his 'singer' spilt blood in front of him... and Jasper."

There was a snarl drawing all of our attention to the resident empath, "You have got to be fucking kidding me."

Emmett shook his head, "Nope. He forced his unfed blood lust on you, knowing that between the six of us, and the fact that she was his singer, it didn't matter how good your control was, you were gonna lose it and attack giving him the perfect out that couldn't be argued." Jasper growled again, but couldn't comment because Emmett started talking again, "So, since none of us was in the mood to take out one little human for knowing the secret, Edward asked Carlisle to get ahold of someone to do it for us. That was when he was told about the fact that he had already done that once and we had killed one of them."

Jasper cut in again, "Explain this one. Why did we kill hired hit men?"

He just shrugged again, "Most of us didn't know at the time and Carlisle didn't want to out himself as an asshole just yet. The only ones that knew at the time were Alice, Carlisle and Esme. That was actually the reason that you were told to leave the red head alone."

"How do you know that?"

"I over heard Carlisle and Alice working out the details before the meeting you called about it."

"How did you keep all this from Edward?"

"Same way we keep everything else. Come on, Jazz, you know that trick. You were the one that taught it to us. Anyways, so, we force you to attack Bella, Edward leaves her in the woods and re-hires Victoria to kill Bella in as little time as possible. He paid her half and told her that she would only get the rest when it was confirmed that Bella was dead and gone. She wasn't supposed to turn her, she was supposed to KILL her. Turning her didn't do shit for the fact that she knew about vampires while human, of who told her and showed her that it wasn't a lie. Everything she knew then was still able to be accessed, even if not by her."

That was when I jumped in, "Then why the fuck did Alice actually want to physically take her to Aro?"

"If she showed up with a Cullen, we could claim that she was part of our coven and therefore not be subject to punishment for breaking the law."

I nodded and thought about the next question but Izzy beat me to it, "Why did pint sized imp try and torch Jasper and Aro?"

He looked at her and cocked a brow, "That's about as obvious as you not having human memories. Aro was the only one that could prove what was being said was a lie and Jasper was conceived as the bigger threat in getting you away from Peter and back with us. When Alice went to Italy behind you, you two weren't mated yet and as long as that stayed true, we would still be able to separate you."

Then I asked my question, "Why did you ever think it was good idea to involve Maria in ANY thing?"

He pursed his lips at that and narrowed his eyes, "That one was all Alice. She knew what the bitch was like from all the talking and stories from Jasper when they first met up and that she would do just about anything to get her hands on you for taking Jasper in the first place. She set that shit up and told us to run right through her territory to leave a scent trail so you wouldn't deviate from going. Jasper wasn't supposed to be alive at that point so she agreed to hold you there until we got everything on our end together, than hand Bella over to us when we got there.

"Then everything went to shit. We were supposed to wait just south of the border for Alice to call and tell us when to go get Bella, but she never called. Rosalie went out and met up with one of the older vampires from the camp and found out that not only was Jasper still alive, Garrett was present as well, explaining why Carlisle couldn't get ahold of him. Then we went out hunting and crossed over a scent trail of a couple of Volturi guards which fucked up every contingency plan we had.

"So, Esme called it off, saying that no human, even one turned vamp, was worth the life of the members of the family. Carlisle however, disagreed and said that it was Bella's fault that we lost Edward and Alice to the Royal Guard and Peter's for losing Jasper. It went from redemption to revenge. I was sent to find you after we went to the camp and found out that you were taken by Aro and then found out that you were never on his plane when he went back to Italy. Carlisle told me to get on a computer and find you, then to get eyes on you to make sure you were where I figured you would be. Haven't seen or heard from them since."

I cocked a brow at him when he said that before glancing over at Jasper and saw him shaking his head a little, telling me what I already knew... he was lying about his involvement.

With a quiet sigh, I moved Izzy forward a little, sliding off the table and moved around to stand in front of her, picking her up by the hips and sitting her down where I was just seated. Giving her a small smile, I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You stay right there, Sugar. Wouldn't want you to get in the middle of this."

Picking the sledgehammer back up, I turned back to the really stupid piece of shit. Smirking at him, "Yeah, I don't buy that. We hadn't been here all that long before you were caught; meaning you KNEW where we were going to be BEFORE we got here. Also, my little Sugar here was walking the property alone for part of it, far enough away from us for you to have grabbed her and ran before we would have been able to stop you, even gotten a fair distance with her before you were caught..." Bending at the waist, I locked eyes with him, "and you would have gotten caught." Moving over to the swinging torso, I turned back to him, setting the hammer head on the ground and leaning on it with both hands. "So, I suggest you cut the bull, right the fuck now, and tell the whole truth before I keep that promise about that sweet gherkin you call a cock and you feelin' it."

He looked a little offended at the prospect of being called a liar. Good. "What possible reason would I have to lie at this point?"

I shrugged, "maybe you are, maybe you're not." Tapping the hammer head against the floor a few times as I continued, "What you are doing, and that I can prove, is down playing. For the record, fucktard, it's the same fucking thing. Kind of comparable to omission. In your case, at this moment in time, omission IS lying and I believe we went over the consequences of that... more than once."

He just glared at me making me smirk a bit. Glancing at Jasper, I nodded at the stupid bastard telling I wanted his head once again removed. When Jasper took up residence behind him, wrapping his hands around it the only actual part of Emmett, Jasper looked at me, "I can always persuade him to talk."

I lifted the hammer from the ground and twirled it in a large circle. Reading my swing, I looked over and grinned at Jasper, "Oh, I know; but where's the fun in that?"

Before I swung the hammer, Emmett spoke to Jasper, "You were family, a coven mate. If you participate in this, you're only gonna be hurting yourself."

With the grip he had, Jasper pulled the head back and forced him to look in his eyes, "If that were true, then I earned the right to do whatever the fuck I wanna do to you because you knew that another member was out to kill me and did nothing." Changing his hold to the head's hair, he jerked the head to face my mate, "As did she. For a year she lived among us, as part of us. You stood aside, knowing that there was a plan in place for her death as well and once again, did nothing. For FIVE years, did nothing; allowing her to be hunted, tortured, mutilated and mauled to the point that when she was bitten, she lost everything; even her human looks far beyond what the change would do under normal circumstances because of what she endured at the hands of the psychopath your sire hired to kill her."

Pulling his hair again and forcing Emmett to once again look up at him, Jasper growled slightly as he continued, "even IF every word you said here tonight was true, your inactivity, your refusal to lift a finger, to simply open your fucking mouth and say something, makes you just as guilty as the rest of them. I have listened to every word you said, cataloged your every accusation while at the same time monitored your emotions. Most of your words were true, I'll not deny that. What wasn't... was your involvement and that it goes far beyond how you knew where we were. That was Alice, I ain't stupid, I know that much. I know that because I know you ain't that fucking smart."

Here he cocked a brow, "Wanna know what I think? I think you were a little chicken shit, to scared and worried to stand against your Sire, even knowing he was DEAD wrong in his actions because you didn't want to be alone. So you stayed your tongue, kept his secrets and kept your head down thinking that if you didn't watch his personally made shit storm, your nose would stay clean, that you wouldn't be accountable for this, that it wouldn't come back and bite you in the ass.

"Well, Emmett, it did and I can promise you, her teeth are just as sharp as ours, if not just a little sharper." Forcing him to once again look at my mate, "look at what your silence created, what your lack of action and care caused. Before you sits a 7 week old newborn with the capability of actually beating ME in fight. A 7 week old newborn that couldn't even tell you what her human name is for absolute certainty. An infant vampire that never had to know the horrors of our world had you opened that fucking mouth of yours and told me what was going on. You have never had any issues with telling everyone's business but this you CHOSE to keep to yourself like a fucking coward. You are just as responsible for every bite, for every scar that litters her body as the ones that put them there."

Forcing him to continue to look at Izzy, Jasper dipped his head and whispered in his ear, "There isn't an evil or malicious bone in your body, Em; I don't think you could be this overly large of a dick head if you actually tried. But you, what you are, is FAR worse. Dick heads are easy to figure out and deal with. Cowards one the other hand, cowards are not only useless in the darkened streets of our world, but worthless as well.

"In a time like these, where there are so few of us compared to when I was turned, we need to know that those we trust, that we rely on, are actually there when needed. Cowards don't fight when called upon, they run. Cowards don't have your back, they stab them in any attempt to save their own ass, as you have so wonderfully demonstrated for us tonight. Cowards hide behind others so they never have to face what they have done, what they allowed to happen.

"That girl, that baby right there before you, is the product of your cowardice, of your silence. Take a good, long look at her. See past the scars and past the mask and you will see the teen you once called your baby sister, claimed as your actual kin. Stare deep into those bright red eyes and you'll see the light of her once pure soul doused and extinguished forever all because you were a little fucking bitch.

"You knew damn well, and for YEARS that I would never allow the torture of a female of any race or breed. I could have, and would have, saved her from all of it without anyone knowing who it was that did it. Now here's the kicker, my REAL brother, the man that I owe my very life to, was the one meant to turn her and because of your silence he was denied that that, denied the simple pleasure of using his venom to turn his mate. Your silence took that away from him, took that very special bond that all males want with their mates.

"For what, I wander? Shelter, money, the pussy of a whore that gives it up to anyone for nothing? Face it, Emmett, they don't care about you. If you live or die, if they ever see you again. They don't give a fuck what happens to you as long as they stay alive. Your precious Rosalie, your so called mate, doesn't care which is why I am guessing she didn't put up any kind of fight when you were the one chosen for this suicide mission. I also think you already knew all of that, but, in an attempt to save your ass as you stare at the Devil come to Earth, you ratted them out out of revenge for sending you while leaving out everything you did, or didn't, do.

"So, for all your crimes, for all your cowardice, you deserve every last thing Peter did and is about to do to you for what you allowed to happen to his mate."

Then with the timing that had been perfected over the course of decades, Jasper twisted his wrist and I swung my hammer. The head coming off a mere moment before the head of the hammer connected with the torso, the only noise in the room the sound of gravel hitting the ground from where I obliterated the son of a bitch's remaining leg.

Once that was done and I felt he stewed in that pain for long enough, I told Jasper to put the head back on. This wasn't over yet. There was still one more question that needed answered before the last of my plans could be formed and put into motion. Depending on how he answered it, he would get his new body as promised. If I didn't like it, well, there are plenty of uses around the house for a random decapitated head. A door stop or decorative table topper for instance.

Once the head was reattached and the fucker shut the hell up, I looked him dead in the eyes, "How far are you willing to go for revenge and to earn your redemption?"