A/N This chapter was inspired by Saltycocacola because it's true; a little scare never hurt anyone. Well, except the Joker of course. Enjoy!
Carlisle's POV
By the time Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper got home just as the dawn approached, everything was clean and in place.
We removed all the glass from the wall and it was just an empty space. The only clue that anything from last night had occurred was the psychopath with green hair strapped to a chair.
I had Alice put the bodies of his henchmen in body bags and stack them outside the door.
The blood was dead and old so it wouldn't be too tempting for Jasper at that point.
"So while we were gone Bella planned to have us exposed to the government?" Rosalie seethed from where she sat on the sofa.
"She wasn't well…" Alice said.
"I knew from the start that this was a possibility. This is exactly why humans should never know what we are!"
"Rose," I warned. "Bella is the reason our secret remained hidden. She was almost killed in her attempt to protect us."
"She put us in that position to begin with, Carlisle!" she countered. "Now that we know what she's capable of, we can't keep her here!"
"She made major progress yesterday," I reminded her. "She beat the object of her obsession to near death. She overcame something powerful and I believe she's on the path to wellness. It should speed up greatly after last night."
She could sense we weren't going to come to an agreement, so she decided to let it drop. Edward had returned to Bella's side as soon as the front room looked decent. He may have also seen something in Rosalie's thoughts that he didn't want to address.
Jasper and Alice were sitting on the sofa next to Rosalie and Emmett was standing in the front room, staring at the Joker who still hadn't awoken.
Esme left the house to hunt. After all the blood that was spilled last night, I couldn't blame her.
Suddenly, I heard a gasp. I turned to the sofa.
"Carlisle," Alice said. "He's about to wake up."
I had called Waller's office a few hours ago, and her assistant had answered. She had made it clear that a plan was in action to come here as soon as it could be arranged to pick up the Joker. When I had enquired about Bella, she simply said it's up to what Amanda decided upon arrival.
Alice had been unable to see what the outcome would be.
"How long?" I asked.
"Two minutes."
I walked into the front room and stood beside Emmett.
"Can't we just kill him?" he snarled. "We'd be doing America a favour."
"We can't risk any more, Emmett," I tell him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "They will be here soon to pick him up. He will never see the light of day again."
"I think of many more fun ways I can make that happen," he said.
Suddenly, there was movement from the man on the chair. As he let out a small moan I saw Alice and Jasper enter the room, remaining at the door of living room.
Rosalie looked up from her magazine but made no move to join us.
"What happened?" the Joker groaned, looking up at Emmett and myself. "This one's new…" he chuckled; looking at my largest son's scowling face.
"You're lucky you're still alive," Emmett griped.
"That may be…" he said. He tried to move his arm but quickly realized he was restrained. He looked confused for a moment, before the evenings events probably came rushing back. "Where's my girl?" he groaned.
Suddenly, Edward was in the room. He knelt down before the Joker and had the collar of his blood-stained tuxedo in his fists.
"Your girl?!" he snapped.
"Where'd you come from, pretty boy?" the Joker laughed.
"Because of you, she is hooked to an IV fighting for her life. You're filth. I ought to…"
He trailed off, releasing the collar and raising his fist.
"Go ahead," the Joker teased. "You can punch me into oblivion. She'll always belong to me. She's mine. And if she lives…" he cracked a wicked smile. "She'll be back in my arms at the snap of a finger."
I pulled Edward away, anticipating what would happen if I didn't. He was absolutely fuming.
"I think you're underestimating her newfound strength," I say calmly. "You'll be going back to prison. You will never see her again."
He smiled wider. "Until she comes to get me, as she always does. Our bond goes beyond your petty mind games."
The gall he had to talk to me about mind games.
"The only bond you share is being affected by the same poison. And she's getting over that quite quickly," I say, smiling.
"Let me kill him!" Edward snarls. "Please, Carlisle! He's so close; I'll never get this opportunity again!"
"Edward," I sigh, tightening my grip on him. "Think of Bella. She wouldn't want you to do this. She wouldn't want to turn you into something you're not. Not for his sake, but for hers. Leave it be."
His head fell and his knees buckled in defeat. He could never do this to Bella.
The Joker burst into a laugh.
Edward lifted his head, a low growl in his chest.
"I may not be able to kill you, maggot," he said, bringing himself to a standing position. "But I can scare you…"
The Jokers laugh loudened. "You? Scare me? Kid, you don't know who you're dealing with."
Edward let the growl escape, effectively silencing the Joker.
I knew what was coming. So did Alice.
"Edward," she whispered.
"Let it happen, Alice," I tell her as I stepped back.
She nodded and I let Edward have just a little bit of fun. This creature deserved a good scare.
At inhuman speed, Edward was directly in front of the Joker.
"What the-"
He was cut off by Edward's forceful grip on his arm.
"You have no idea who you're dealing with," Edward growled, adding pressure to the arm.
I heard a sickening snap and Alice grimaced as Emmett smiled.
"Gahh!" the Joker screamed. "What the fuck!"
"You see, Joker," Edward began again, tracing the broken arm with his fingers. "We are not what we appear to be."
Suddenly, his restraints were gone. I panicked before realizing what Edward had planned.
He grabbed him by the broken arm, eliciting another cry of pain, and jumped out of the glass-less wall, the Joker in hand.
"Ahhhhh!" I heard the Joker scream.
Edward's POV
Once my feet hit the ground, I let the imp of a man go.
"What kinda freak are you?!" he asked, scrambling to his feet.
He did exactly what I expected. He tried to run. His thoughts exposed him before he put them to action. I tried to block them out. I wanted to enjoy this as it happened.
I stopped him easily. One hand wrapped around his ankle, much like he had done to Bella, and dragged him back.
I clicked my tongue.
"You can't run from me, Joker," I snarl. "But the fact that you even tried."
I placed my hand around his calf.
"Please, I don't know what the fuck you are," he said, trying to get out of my grip. "Let me go!"
I squeezed and another two snaps echoed through the forest.
"AHHHH!" he cried out.
It was music to my ears.
"I don't quite think you've learned your lesson yet," I muse.
I let him go and walk around him, knowing he could never try to run.
He turned over until he was on his back, and looked up at me helplessly, knowing there was nothing he could do.
"Stop this! Stop playing with me, you freak!"
He growled and his eyes narrowed.
"If you're gonna kill me just do it!"
I smiled darkly. I could feel the monster inside me begging to be let free.
"I'm not going to kill you…" I suddenly remembered the words he uttered to Bella, according to her, when he first got his clutches on her. "I'm not going to kill you… I'm just going to hurt you. Very badly."
"You better finish me off, because if you don't you're dead meat."
I chuckled.
"Is that so? What are you going to do?"
I run at inhuman speed until I'm ten feet away from him. He looked up in shock.
"You think you can out run me?" I yelled at him.
He didn't respond. I ran to a nearby tree, placed my hands on it and pushed until it detached from it's roots. It fell, narrowly missing his broken leg.
I started walking towards him slowly.
"Are you going to try to fight me?"
He finally found his voice as his eyes widened.
"What the hell are you, huh? Some kinda monster?!"
I smirked. "Perhaps. But even so, I'm not the same kind as you are."
I grabbed his neck and pulled him up until his feet were off the ground.
I wanted him to feel pain. I wanted everything he's done to Bella to come back tenfold. I wanted him to experience something that he would never recover from. A pain strong enough that he'd beg me for the mercy of death.
I wanted to bite him.
My vision became foggy as my instincts began to take over. I was in absolute predator-mode. I wasn't even trying to pull myself out of it.
Son, don't, I heard Carlisle's thoughts. Don't.
I looked over at him. He was standing alone a few feet from where I stood, with the Joker in one hand and the other clenched in a tight fist.
"Give me one good reason, Carlisle!" I shouted unnecessarily.
"Bella."
My vision cleared as her beautiful, scarred and tattooed face entered my mind. It took over everything else.
Regrettably, I released him and heard him cry out as he hit the floor.
I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Just wait until they find out what you are," the Joker moaned. "They'll kill you, too."
His mind was moving rapidly, but it was evident not even he knew what we were.
"No one would believe you," Carlisle answered for me. "You're a deranged, psychologically damaged psychopath."
He looked at my face.
"Come, Alice says they're almost here."
I nod and sense the grief in his mind. We all wanted him dead, but we all knew we could never kill him. This was torture. But, still, not the worst pain I've ever felt. Not even the worst pain I've felt this week.
I shook my head in an attempt to clear my thoughts.
Bella. The source of my pain. The only person who could take it away.
I needed her. I needed the old Bella.
If she never came back, I'd have this thing to thank. And I'd go back for him.
No matter how much Carlisle objected.
A/N okay it was pretty short compared to my other chapters, but I felt this needed to be included. Thank you to everyone who's been reading, following, favouriting and most of all reviewing! You guys all lighten my day!