Chapter 9: Truth

I sat on the plane, my hair drenched. I found the boat to bee to small so instead I swam to the nearest shoreline. The smell of Ella coming off of the crumpled letter in my hand infuriating me, making my blood boil. In front of me a little boy was sitting on his seat, staring at me with large eyes, his face half hidden by the back of his seat. I glowered at him.
"Mister?" He questioned, his voice a slight squeak. "Mister why are you wet?" he asked. I ignored him. "Mister?" he pressed. I looked away from him. "Mister?" I continued to ignore him, his staring and his questioning pissing me off even more. "Mister?"
"What!" I snapped, feeling a strong urge to tear his throat out with my teeth.
"why are you wet?" He asked again. I bit my bottom lip and glared at him. Sliding forward in my seat I put my face practically right up against his.
"Because I raped and killed your mother and stashed her body in your swimming pool! Now, if you don't turn around and mind your own god damn business you're going to join her!" I snarled. He stared at me with large eyes, then started crying. I sat back in my chair as the kid climbed out of his seat and ran up to the front of the plane. A large man stood up and came back, standing in front of me.
"What did you say to my son!" He growled, standing in front of me, trying to be
menacing.
"I told him simply this," I sighed, glaring at the father. "Quote unquote, because I raped and killed your mother and stashed her body in your swimming pool, now if you don't turn around and mind your own god damn business you're going to join her." I replied, crossing my arms, leaning back in the chair. He growled and threw his arms out.

"Stand up and I'll kick your ass!" He snarled. I smiled and stood up. He was large, but I was taller and more muscular.

"Is that really what you want to do?" I growled. He stared at me as I towered over him, my arms shaking. I would put his face through the side of the plane and take everyone down with me if I had to.

"Don't talk to my kid again." He stuttered trying to keep his brave face. I snorted.

"Tell your kid to back off and leave strangers who just lost their wife to a jealous homicidal ex girlfriend who's going to travel to Forks and rip her face off." I replied. He looked at me frightened and dashed away to his seat, holding his kid. One of the stewardesses over heard me and came slinking my way.

"Sir, do we have to call the Forks police?" She whimpered. I looked at her and snorted.

"No, just leave me the hell alone." I sat back down and grabbed the pillow in the chair next to me and slammed it over my face.

We landed in Forks a few hours later. Standing I shoved through everyone and was the first one off of the plane. I didn't bother checking out. I figured it was only for people who had luggage. I shoved through the crowds of people and out the front doors. Once outside I grabbed my clothes and slid them off. I strapped them around my ankle and phased, not caring at that moment who saw me. Dashing off into the woods, the hard soil under my feet causing my joints to buzz. I hadn't been a wolf in so long, running that is, and it hurt, but that only fueled my anger, the pain fueled the urges to kill Ella.

I snarled, running through the woods, dodging trees, the anger building up too much for me to suppress it anymore. I needed to get there. I needed to get there and kill her now before I take down all of Forks and LA Push.

The heavy scent of a vampire reached my nose, stopping me in my tracks. Edward? No, it was a blood drinker. Jane? Great, now I could kill her too for listening to such an atrocious request from the fiend.

"Hello Seth." A male voice reached my ears. I stopped. A male blood drinking vampire knew my name? Daemon? A small vampire came out. He looked a lot like Jane. Alec. I phased back to my human self, the wet clothes sticking to my bare legs.

"What are you doing here scab!" I snarled, my fists clenched. He stepped forward, his eyes staring at me blankly.

"You are going to kill Mayella?" He asked. I snorted.

"Yeah what's it to you?" He reached behind him and unstrapped something from his back, wrapped in a white sheet.

"She took something very dear to you, didn't she?" He asked, holding the large object in both of his arms. I nodded.

"You should know, you were helping Jane weren't you?" I cried out accusingly. He stepped forward and laid the object on the ground.

"You should take something dear to her as well; make her pay for hurting you." He replied, backing off. "Torture is the only way she will ever learn, it is the only way they learn anything at all." His voice was monotonous. I looked down at the sheet, my eyebrows furrowed in the center. I stepped forward, Alec taking a couple of back steps, keeping the distance between us.

Bending over, I grabbed a corner of the sheet and pulled it back. A girl. An Indian girl. I gasped. Rena!

"You had her the whole time!" I whimpered, horrified. He smiled.

"Just for an occasion like this. That girl is your fire power Seth." He replied. Turning he started the other way.

"How?" I whispered, looking at the pale flesh of one of Ella's best friends.

"you'll know when the time comes." He disappeared. I thought it over. She was my fire power? How the hell was that supposed to work out? And did I really want to kill Ella so badly that I would defile a corpse? I grabbed Rena's arm and hauled her up onto my back, keeping the sheet between us. Yes, yes I did want to kill Ella that bad.

Turning I adjusted her so she wouldn't fall off and started running again towards the one place I knew she'd be.

I tore through the woods, but stopped a good 20 feet from the back yard. Hunching down I leapt up and took root in a tree. I phased back to normal, laying Rena's body on the branch next to me. Grabbing my pants, I slid them onto my legs and crouched down, waiting for my moment.

I was in that tree a good thirty minutes when the thought occurred to me. If Tj had seen Ella in that state recently, she wouldn't be coming outside anytime soon, in a matter of fact. I was already thinking of ways to get to her and destroy her before the others find me and kill me. I would go in through the bathroom window. It was small yes, but it was also on the more shaded, tree populated part of the house, and they wouldn't need to be in there, unless there was a werewolf using it. I didn't have to worry about that though, what I had to worry about was Edward. I knew that once he got a wiff of was I was planning he would assemble everyone. Suddenly, the back door opened. I crouched down, hiding behind the leaves, expecting it to be Carlisle, or Edward or one of the others. No, it was her. It was my target. I sneered, my muscles jumping wildly with the readiness to attack her, to rip her throat out. My finger tips tingled as I gazed at her. Her bobbed hair. It was short. She never had her hair short, and she had glasses. But god she looked beautiful. Jake came out behind her. They were both normal –except for the slight sagging of their flesh from losing so much weight.

"Are you sure you should have done that?" Jake asked, following her out into the back yard. She laughed and spun around in a circle, her arms out, the wedding ring flashing in the light.

"He deserved it." She replied. Who was she talking about?

"I thought you liked him? You were so torn about leaving him and yet you did that?" He asked, grabbing her hand, spinning her around. She smiled at him.

"He didn't love her! He used her as a substitute, besides, he loves me so I doubt he'll care." She laughed. That was my trigger. I tried to hold myself still, but my hand grasped the corpses arm and before I knew it, I was airborne. She screamed as I pegged her into the soil and rolled away, Rena flopping around like she was a ragdoll.

"Seth!" Jake snarled. He moved forward to attack me but I pushed myself up, my face hidden into behind my hair. He helped Ella to her feet. I must have broken something on her, the way she was clutching her ribs.

"You bitch!" I snarled. "How? How could you ever think that I replaced you with her? You're not even good enough to be replaced with dog food." I growled, my hand crushing Rena's arm. The bone snapped in my hand. She screamed, her hands over her ears.

"What are you talking about?" She cried, looking at me frightened.

"You, you killed her!" I screamed, tears gushing down my face. There was silence.

"Who?" she whispered.

"Don't play stupid you succubus!" I cried. I sounded more despairing than angry now.

"Who did I kill Jake?" She squeaked, looking up at him. Anger flooded through me.

"No one, he's just pinning the blame on someone else."

"Is that Rena?" She asked.

"I think so."

"Stop ignoring my question!" I hissed.

"You're questioned doesn't pertain to us!" Jake snarled back.

"Stay out of this!" I ripped my hand away from the corpse, but unfortunately, my hand didn't go alone. Ella screamed, running forward, but Jake grabbed her around the waist. Rena was my fire power? I saw the agony on Ella's face as it sank in. Time to destroy what's precious to her. I snickered. Reaching down I grabbed the corpse by the chest. I sank my fingers into the flesh and all at once pulled my arms in different directions. The flesh tore like paper beneath my hands.

Intestines fell from the fleshy figure, leaving coagulated blood and gore on the lawn. Jake screamed as I proceeded, letting my rage out on the bag of flesh, tearing her to shreds, leaving her on the grass at mine, and even Ella's feet. She screamed, her arms outstretched towards me.

"Oh my god! I have to get someone!" Jake hollered, then was gone, running full speed towards the house. This was it. The moment I'd been asking for. Ella was alone. I snickered, the feeling of the gooey, sticky blood on my arms, and my face making me want to puke. Who would have known that this body would be still so full of blood after all of these months?

"You're next." I growled. This was it, no turning back. I had no humanity left, I lost that when Ellie died -and of course ripping apart a dead body doesn't quite help that equation either. I crouched down and charged at her, but she didn't move, she just stood there and closed her eyes, tears trickling down her cheeks. I ignored it and went straight for her throat. Tackling her to the ground, I put her head through the cement patio just inches to the left side of her head. She didn't scream. She didn't grant me the pleasure of it. I wrapped my hands around her throat and squeezed, my long, unclipped fingernails cutting through the flesh, creating puddles of blood in the craters my finger tips made.

She gasped, her soft, boney hands raising to mine. She touched my fingertips, her large, blue eyes staring into mine, glistening. I squeezed harder. Why was I hesitating? I should be able to rip her apart so easily. She squeaked, unable to get a full breath of air through to her lungs. Blood trickled out of her mouth. This was it. I wanted to stop, I almost did, until the explosion of Ellie's death played over in my head, and that only infuriated me.

A hot body collided with me, knocking me off of her. She rolled over gasping, gagging and choking for air as hot fists flew against my face. What an annoyance. I snapped my arms out and hit Jake in the stomach. He fell backwards, landing awkwardly in the grass. I went to jump on him to finish him off as well when strong, cold arms encased me. Emmett. Jake stood and went to attack me again, but Ella grabbed him like Emmett grabbed me.

"Jasper!" she squealed. Great, the emotion controller. I felt angry, then a little peeved, then calm. Jake stopped struggling against her. She came forward, her hands wrapped gently around her maimed throat. I tried my best to fight against Jasper and attack her, but effort was obviously forced. "Seth," She whispered.

"Stay away from me you murderer!" Cried out, kicking at her. She stopped.

"Murderer? Seth, tell me what happened." She let her hands drop, the blood from her neck drenching her chest. Carlisle rushed to her side to take care of it but she shrugged him off.

"You know damn well what happened!" I snarled.

"Obviously she doesn't so stop being a Jackass and tell her!" Jake snarled back.

"Back off!" She snapped on him. He stopped. She turned back to me and stepped forward. "If you won't tell me, then I'll have to guess." She whispered. "First off, how's Ellie? Did you guys have the baby yet?" The blood burned in my veins. I screamed, snarling at her. She pulled away from me as if she'd been slapped in the face. "I see who the victim was. Seth, I didn't kill her." She whispered.

"You're a liar!" I growled. I reached into my pocket and grabbed the crumpled piece of paper and threw it at her. She caught it and opened it up. She looked at it confused, her lips pursed.

"Seth, I didn't write this." She whispered. I laughed.

"I know it was you Ella, you write just like that! And you conned Jane into doing the dirty work!" I snarled. She shook her head.

"No, Seth, I used to write like this, but I don't make my T's or my A's like that anymore." She mused, looking over the letter. "And that's not how I ever signed my name. It's too neat." I stopped and looked at her confused. "Jane you said?" She looked at me. I nodded slowly. Ella didn't write that?

"This isn't good." Carlisle mused.

"What could she want?" She asked, looking at him.

"She's very bitter with us at the moment, even more so with you." He replied. She nodded, nibbling on her bottom lip. "So, she's trying to get us to attack and kill each other." Carlisle mused. Ella held her hands over her mouth and turned, making her way towards the house. Automatically Jake followed her, followed by everyone else –except for Carlisle who had taken the liberty of cleaning up the destroyed corpse. I followed them inside. Standing in the doorway I stared at the two clothed, crying babies, craddled in Ella's and Jake's arms. Ella looked worried, contemplative, as she held them to her chest. I didn't step inside, I didn't deserve to.
"it's going to get dangerous." She whispered, sitting in the dark room. "They're so vulnerable, so weak." She looked down at her babies.
"We should move." Jake commented. Ella nodded.
"But I'm afraid. This whole families been targetted, they can't stay with us. And if we brought them with us as we moved, then it'd only be us two holding them off, but if they were here, Carlisle and the others would be put in danger trying to fend of my children. You know I can't let that happen." A tear trickled down her cheek. Jake looked at her confused.
"What are you saying?" He almost growled.
"They aren't safe with us." She repeated.
"Have Carlisle take care of them until they're old enough, then they can live with us." He pleaded.
"Carlisle's been targetted to!" She cried. I watched as she buried her face in the baby blanket. Her babies stopped crying, knowing that she was sad.
"I'll take them." I looked at the stairway. Eng stepped forward, his long white hair fluttering behind him. They looked at him confused, Ella's eyes sort of pleading.
"What would that accomplish?" Jake shot at him. Eng snickered.
"We have a larger pack and multiple hiding places. Plus, we're not even known by the Volturi. We are no target to them, so they'd be the safest with us." He replied. Tj squeezed in the doorway beside me. I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. Eng shot him a glare. "Enough talking about this, no need to spread out uneccesary information." He replied, he walked by them and shoved in between Tj and I. I was beginning to hate Eng with a serious passion.
"Someone's being a prick." I muttered. Tj laughed.
"I wouldn't talk Seth, at least he didn't attack May." Jake spat at me. I looked at him guiltily. She glared at him.
"Jake, it wasn't his fault, blame me." She whispered.
"Why should we blame you?" He growled.
"You didn't do anything wrong Ella, it was me." I replied.
"No, I came off as jealous that night you brought Ellie to me." She whispered. I shook my head.
"You were in pain Ella, you weren't jealous!" I reminded her.
"I was jealous." She looked at me. I gasped. She stood up and took her child from Jakes arms. He was reluctant to let go. She craddled her children, carrying them to the back porch by Tj. "Tj, can you do me a favor?" She asked, a look of worry in her eyes as she looked at him. He nodded. "Can you run and tell my father to come home? Get my mother too." She whispered. He nodded. Turning, he headed through the house to the front porch. She waited until a loud eerie howl pierced through the air, the sound of heavy wolf paws slamming against the hard earth. She stepped out onto the wood and looked up at the abnormally sunny sky. All of the Cullens, and all of the wolves were gathered around. Eng was standing at the bottom of the steps. She looked down at her children and hushed them as they started to cry again. "My sweet babies, I will die before I let them hurt you." She whispered her voice breaking. Jake came out behind her, his eyes were wet. Why was he so worked up about these ones when he had told Carlisle not to save the first ones?
"May, let me see them please." He whispered. She turned and handed them off. He held them tightly in his arms, kissing them goodbye, then he handed them back to her. Crying, she turned to Eng and hugged them one last time, breaking out in the most pitiful sounding cries ever. Eng took them and held them tightly in his arms.
"I'll take care of them as if they were my own." He replied. Turning, he nodded to the rest of his pack and disappeared towards the woods. This was all my fault.