Chapter 5.

Jasper pov

I couldn't think at all, 'I mean what the actual fuck! He has to be wrong right? the Cullen's couldn't be what he says they are, could they? I can't do this right now, NO! I won't do it, I'll think about it later, for now, I want to know about Char's scar, Ghosts cress and the damn gift he left for u-' that's when I felt someone touch my lower stomach. It felt so good and I wanted more of it.

' Fuck no! I did not just think that! please let Peter not see this, he'll tease me to no end!'

Have to ask something to divert attention!

"Char whats with the scar, and why didn't you guys tell me Maria attacked you? I would have come and - " I was interrupted by scoffing Peter. 'the little shit-faced!'

"And you what? Come and play the hero only to cast us off again?! I don't think so. You made it perfectly clear you don't want us in your life, so why bother?" His words hurt like a bitch but were thru none the less. 'I really fucked things up...how can I change things?'

We were quiet for a moment until Char whispered " It's like Ghost said, we were ambushed and in the process of escaping I got burnt" she huffed while rolling her eyes at me, " but that's not important now we have to decide about the cress and then we can open the gift." her voice got stronger at the end and I agreed about the cress. ' couldn't hurt to be friendly with him. Is 'he' even a he?'

We talked for a moment and decided that we'll take the cress and put it on the backs of our necks making it white with blood red clover and blue ice shards and told so to the seemingly empty house only to hear a little snort of amusement 'hey! It's not funny! It's not our fault we like it to be the same.' A moment later I felt something cold on the back of my neck and knew we were now under Ghosts protection as I got few names and locations:

Isabella – unknown

Marcus Volturi – Volterra,

Didyme Volturi – Volterra (only seen by Marcus and other Ghost coven mates),

Demetri Volturi – Volterra,

Seth Clearwater – La Push,

Leah Clearwater - La Push,

Paul Lahote – La Push,

Amanda Likos – Amazon.

There are others but they wish not to wear the cress. They are trustworthy and with time you will know them and possibly become friends.

Third pov

While the Whitlocks stood there getting the information Ghost left the house and disappeared into the forest to wait for Jasper to come. It knew Jasper would need some time to think it all thru, and when he does he'll come or better yet Ares or Major will make an appearance with all the rage, betrayal, sadness and anger so, so much anger it bet Jasper would shut-down and let one of them come out to take his place while he tries to accept everything. He couldn't wait to finally play/fight with one of them, as he had discovered he was a great fighter with or without his emphatic power.

It was actually sad to see Ghost sitting on a rock humming to himself legs in the stream splashing gently surrounded by trees while he waited for Major knowing it will take him few days if not weeks to finally lose it and come to him unknowingly.

With the Whitlocks.

Charlotte was the first to move as she ran to the first mirror she could find to look at her back. She stood in the bathroom taking her top off, spinning around and looking at the reflection of her unscared back.

"It's gone...g-gone!" she sniffled happily venom tears in her eyes, "Pete it's gone! the scar! Its like I never had it! He really made it disappear!" she squealed happily not noticing that both boys were with her and looking somewhere else with shocked faces.

"Ho...honey your hart look at your heart", Peter whispered touching her heart with wonder. 'She's no more Maria's property'

A bit confused she looked down to see that Maria's ugly burnt brand was gone too.' I'm truly free now! I can't believe it!' They all had it, it was Maria's way of proclaiming ownership, but now it was gone.'could this is the other thing we lost if I agreed for Ghosts to take my scar away?' She hastily rips off Peters shirt to look at his shoulder where he had been branded, but like her, there was nothing but clear marble skin.

"Major...Major check your stom...stomach for the brand!" Peter and Char stammered together excitedly. 'Please, please let there be nothing! He has suffered so much, let him finally be free from her shackles' Char prayed hopefully almost pouncing on him to rip off his shirt and pants.

Eager to know if they truly were finally free from that bitch's clutches Major lifted his shirt and slowly looked down only no see nothing but bite/nail scars from newborns and when he was tortured by Maria for her sick pleasure, but to his, Pete's and Char's pleasure there was no burnt 'M' brand where it use to be.

The room was filled with happiness, joy and other happy emotions as they smiled at each other in pure bliss forgetting other things for a moment, thinking the same thing 'we're free! We are finally free!'

Still smiling they went back in the living room where the present sat and waited for them to open it, but before they could touch it blue mist appeared in front of them showing a battlefield where newborn vampires fought for territory and blood supplies while they're creators stood from afar and watched. One of the leaders was Maria with a sneer on her face shouting for the second group to attack now, while the other leader seethed with overwhelming anger trying to decide to attack or flee while he can.

They watched the mist in wonder as the fight went on, growling angrily when they saw Maria winning the war when suddenly every vampire stopped moving and stood still like statues. Not moving or making any sounds as if someone paralyzed them, the Whitlocks were surprised not knowing what happened but desperately wanting to see what happened next they tapped the mist when suddenly they heard a cold rough but at the same time soft voice come from the mist.

"Maria, I have come for you, my dear. It's time you stop existing I'm afraid" a soft chuckle followed the sentence, " You have done so much that I'm happy to inform you, your death will be most painful as you so much like to torture others. The others here I'm afraid to inform that will all die with little to no pain, but don't worry some will get what they deserve as you all know hopefully that Ghost is only doing what had been needed to be done long ago."

Clad in all black a figure slowly walked thou the battlefield watching Maria as her prize. You couldn't see anything but a back human figure, no distinctive body shape to tell if it were a woman or man, no real face only white eyes that were empty saying nothing about the mystery person and the voice could belong to either gender.

Whitlocks watched Ghost as if hypnotized, each wearing a matching sinister smirk waiting for the torture to begin. ' Finally, someone is killing that bitch', pain, I want to see her in agonizing pain' these and other thoughts were going on and on in their heads, with all kinda torture methods.

As Ghost stood in front of Maria he touched her cheek caressing it like a lover would do to one another " My dear, don't be afraid it will only hurt you a lot." he sighed and looked all around before returning his cold gaze to her, " Would you like it to start now or would you like to be last?"

Whimpering Maria tried to deal with Ghost "P...p...p...please, p...please! I...I'm sor...sorry! I...I pro...o...mise I won't do it ag...again!"

"Now, now you know as well as I that that is a lie my sweet, sweet pet." he chuckled "I know that if I let you go you will start again and again with this useless war." he cooed softly, lovingly caressing her cheeks again and again "and its not like you show or showed mercy to others when they pleaded with you, did you, my lovely warlord?"

" P...please I...I'm sor...sorry!" she begged again and again as well as spouting promises that they all know she wouldn't keep as actual venom tears feel down her face.

With a sigh, he moved his hand over her mouth "Tut-tut, my child. I gave you a choice, now or later? Choice or I will choose for you."

The only thing coming from Maria was whimper after whimper but no answer.

"I see. Then I choice later." Calmly stated Ghost with a smile heard in his voice, "for now you will watch as others die and wait for your turn, my dear!"

Clearing his throat he said so everyone could hear him " We are changing locations and then the real fun will start! First will die those who will fell no pain than those who will and lastly those who I will torture." His statement was answered with few growls as well as whimpers but none dare to say anything.

Suddenly they all were at Whitlock's house but the house was that black thingy they saw before touching it. "Alright, then you are all sorted into 3 groups as you can see. The largest group please run in the black cube right now! The 2. and 3. group wait till they are done and I will play with you then. Not like you can move anyway!" he snickered quietly to himself.

Half of the newborns did as they were told only when they touched the black shield they became piles of ash to the shock of others, but before they could stop all 35 vamps where nothing more than purple ash.

"Upsss! Did I forget to tell you what will happen?" he said in mock innocence batting his eyes lightly shocking the watchers. "Alright, now you know so hurry up you slow-pokes or I will throw you. Your choice." the only answer where loud growling and angry snarls who he took as permission to throw them as they didn't move.

The Whitlocks looked on in sick pleasure as they watched him throw the other half around snickering at the faces and sounds they made on contact. Now they know whose ash was at the shield and the pleasure they get from watching this is enough to erase any fear they felt by seeing the ash before.

Finished with the first group he went to the second " You five are almost as nasty as your creators so I will make you pay a bit for what you did to others~!" he happily sang after looking at them for a moment. " I'll be quick and do it so you all die at the same time!"

Suddenly all five tumbled to ground laying in line to each other and an ice shard was pining them to the ground by their hart. You could hear the ear piercing screams and moans from them as well as whimpers.

"Now, now don't be whining to me now, you always laugh at others when they did, so shush now!" he chided them like a mother would a child, but they didn't listen, only got louder.

With a huff and a shake of head Ghost moved his hand and suddenly they're fingers, palms, elbows, and shoulders detached themselves with sickening metallic sound from each other. Humming happily he moved his hand again and the detached parts slovenly started to burn."Now I think that's it don't you?" he asked thoughtfully over their screams of pain while examining his work."Nope I forgot the legs, silly me!" he exclaimed with a little snicker doing the same he did with the arms to the legs and then the rest of they're bodies.

"Now, who will be first Maria or Erick? Or maybe together?" he asked after taking his sweet time with others, slowly he turned to them and basked in they're fear-stricken faces as well emotions.

"Him!","Her!" they both exclaimed together.

"My, my! Maybe we'll do it like this. Erick will be first but not so long but really painful and then I can take my time with our darling Maria. Agreed? Agreed!" he hummed happily as he advanced to Erick who was already screaming his head off.

"Tisk~tisk~, I haven't even touched you" he shook his head and finger sadly," and don't worry I won't. You just have to look in my eyes." he gently probed so he would look. As their eyes connected Ghosts eyes changed to dark blue and the screaming got louder and more pain stricken. Erick started to tremble and clawing his face off all the while falling to his knees from the pain he was experiencing while he slowly turned to nothing but ash.

"See I told you fast but horribly painful!" he sang to Maria who was trembling like a newborn colt with eyes like saucers darting everywhere for some kinda rescue while trying to beg for her life at the same time.

"W...wh...what di...did you...you do to to hi...him? P-pleas...se I'm I...m beg...ging y...you! Don...don't h...hur...rt me!"

"Hmmm? Oh! I just made his nightmares true and as you see he couldn't take them, silly man." he laughed softly with no humor, "now it is just us! Aren't you happy? Come on! We finally got some alone time! Smile! I'll only do so much worst you did to others especially Major Whitlock! You remember him? Of course, you do! We're vamps we don't forget. What a silly question." he rambled on happily while grabbing Maria by her hair harshly. "Now lets stars shall we?" the voice darkened and at the end sounded dead.

The Whitlocks stood growling quietly with satisfaction as they watched Ghost drag, Maria, a bit closer to the middle while humming some kinda tune. Jasper was a bit startled when he mentioned him but never the less he was happy as well as his other self's who purred in pure bliss.

"Now then! Strip!" he demanded stepping away from Maria.

Wide-eyed she shook her head 'no' while whimpering uncontrollably trying to cover herself.

"Well you do it or ill do it for you, choice!" he demanded a bit angrily before looking in her eyes."oh my! You didn't! Did you thought I would rape you? You silly, silly girl! There's no WAY I'm doing that!" he laughed uncontrollably clutching his sides. "I won't dirty myself with you, you stupid cow! Wouldn't want to catch something now would we?!" his laughter was fresh like crystal creeks.

Growling with anger and humiliation she tried to pounce on him but he dodged sill laughing loudly while at the same time he ripped her dress off leaving her in nothing but black panties. "There. That wasn't so bad now was it?" he chuckled burning her dress, "Now stand still!" and she did. Again she couldn't move an inch even as she tried so desperately, all she could do is watch as her death came in the form of black figure with pure white eyes that if they would be in a different situation would mesmerize her.

Out of nowhere, Ghost pulled out a knife tossing it from one palm to another, chuckling all the time. "Now my child you will feel all the emotions you feel double or maybe more as an empath would feel, aren't you glad? You can now feel what you're lovely Major felt when you tortured him!" and with that, he started humming a war tune from the south while getting to work.

He skinned her slowly occasionally laughing while saying "ups~ too deep!","ooh~ missed a spot!","damn you stink you know that?","should I skin your face too?","Nah maybe next time.","you're so fucking loud!","maybe I should take your head off? they say you fell it anyway!" While he waited for her skin to grow back on, he sat and burned her pealed skin slowly each peace by peace. He repeated this four times before it got boring and he started to press hot animal branding sticks all over her body while it still tried to regrow itself. Satisfied with his work he let her skin to regrow so he can examine his brands all over her, happy he whispered: "now starts the real pain!" He detached all her muscles from her bone's so that her skin did not break and so that they could not retouch back, just spasming and hurting like hell!

He giggled softly "bet you didn't think of this kinda torture."

Looking at her he shook his head softly thinking its about time he finishes this. He took her arms and legs and ripped them off and then again ripped them in half before draining them of any venom. "Its so you burn longer," he commented " about 4-5 weeks are guaranteed! You and I will be here watching you burn so don't worry you won't be lonely!" He set them in a pile with some wood and set them aflame. "Pretty isn't it? If only you would shut up I could totally go for a nap, but first I guess I have to finish what I started." And so he did. He went to her twitching body or more precise whats left of her body and ripped her heart out looking at it then squeezing it out of any venom as he throws it in the fire he commented, "There! You didn't need it anyway as it wasn't used in a long time and as you saw it yourself it was black, the same as your soul."

Her eyes were glazed with no more seeing but the screams where loud and agonizing as if on repeat and that just drove him mad! He ripped her head off and finally, there was peace all around, the only sounds where that of nature and of course the lovely fire!

He put the head on a cube he made of his shield in the air so she could still see everything that was done to her. Satisfied he sat down murmuring, "I always wanted to try this!" as he slowly ripped her spine out. " He-he, I got a new necklace" he sniffed said necklace before almost throwing up "maybe not it stinks horribly so burn it will!" He played with her some more while at the same time draining her of any venom and put it in the fire with the rest of her body.

"It's truly beautiful isn't it?" he asked her while patting her head after few days. "Hmm! Ooh, you wonder how long it will burn? Well, it says a month minimum but maybe you got lucky and I didn't squeeze all the venom out and you'd burn faster. Don't worry I'll be here as I said and chat with you if you want!" He looked at the fire longingly humming some sad unknown tune while he stretched and lay down as if sleeping.

With that the mist disappeared and so did the shield around the gift to reveal Maria's head on a silver plate with a little note: 'hope you enjoyed the show as well as the gift!'

'We sure did Ghost, we sure did!' Whitlock thought together with satisfied, sinister smirks. Eyes sparkling with mirth and hand twitching with anticipation to destroy something and that something appears to be Maria's head. They all thought 'burn slowly or bury for few centuries and let it mummify. Burn, mummify, burn, mummify. Decisions, decisions!'

"Bury!" they all exclaimed at the same time already planning to bury her with the shits she belongs to.