Bella's Point of View

A meeting was held the moment we returned to the apartment. Within an hour, the entire apartment was filled with familiar faces. The living room was rearranged to provide enough space. Everyone was accounted for, Alice with her newest assistant, a timid gentleman, nameless for the time being. Katlyn, Jasper and Vex, Edward, Jacob with Ana. The only ones not here were Emmett and Rebecca. Their whereabouts were still questionable.

Alice, with her arms crossed, sat in the lap of her unnamed assistant. "So, what warranted all this? You still haven't said why we are called here."

Jasper glanced between Alice and the man under her silently, his eyes narrowed towards the assistant, appearing slightly bothered by how friendly they appeared. "This has to do with Emmett's new little girlfriend, right?" He said, clearing his throat. Vex clung to his side, keeping her eyes lowered. It was strange seeing her so somber.

"Yes, she accidentally showed her abilities tonight in the hospital. It's the ability of decay." Edward said collectively from his stance at the window. He leaned there, peering out the window with a cautious expression. I wanted to move to his side and possibly offer him some comfort, but the events of today had left me drained. I sat on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. My legs had begun to swell, so I kept them propped up.

There were several shifts in expression at this information. Mostly disbelief and panic. I didn't fully grasp the entire meaning of this. But I had to assume this was a big deal.

"How is the possible? Is she Sulpicia's child?" Jacob asked with a frown. He and Ana sat on the couch across from me. Wrapped in each other's arms. They appear to have made up. Jacob had clearly calmed down. He seemed refreshed and most balanced with his emotions. But he didn't dare look in Alice's direction.

"It's not likely. Emmett reported that she was basically a newborn reaper. Only a few months of living as one of us. She wasn't born a reaper. She was created after a tragic death." Katlyn specified with a puzzled look.

"Then maybe she was a human relative of Sulpicia. There must be genetics involved here. There is no other way. Right?" Jasper concluded.

"It doesn't really matter how it's possible." Alice snipped as she rolled her eyes. "The fact of the matter is. It's too ironic. A reaper with those gifts was placed here, within Emmett's sights. That this woman is his life partner. With a clear connection to our enemy."

"So, you think this is some kind of trick from Aro? The eternal marking is false?" Katlyn said with a raised brow.

"If that was the case, you would be able to tell, right?" Edward spoke up, turning to look Katlyn dead in the eye. His expression was unwavering. If it wasn't for our connection, I wouldn't be able to tell what he was feeling at that moment. But I knew, and I felt it just as strongly. He was worried. Suspicious. And uncharacteristically fearful.

"Yes, but I would need to meet the girl. I'd need to see the marking." Katlyn answered evenly. "Although, if it turns out that she is working with Aro, this will absolutely destroy Emmett."

"Better than allowing him to be delusional. Let's get to the truth, before he gets too attached to her." Alice said with a huff. "Where is the wench?"

"I don't know, she disappeared from the hospital with Emmett. Right after using her abilities on Pete. It's clear she didn't do it on purpose. I'm guessing she doesn't have any control over her abilities yet." Edward said as he turned back to the window.

"Why would she flee from the hospital if it had been an accident? She must have realized what she did. She knew you saw. And knew you would be suspicious of her." Jasper speculated with a frown.

"There is a lot that I don't know of for sure. Which is why I've called you all here. We need to find them quickly. I need my answers to these questions before Emmett gets hurt. Or before this outsider does something to harm my family." Edward said, now casting his eyes on me.

"Understood, where should we start?" Katlyn said, squaring her shoulders.

Everyone looked at Edward, waiting patiently for his response. He was the leader of this group. He oversees the whole company. They would do whatever he commanded. It was obvious they all held a sort of respect for him. Even Alice stood alert and attentive, prepared to do whatever words Edward said. It sent a chill down my spine. It was a brief reminder of Edward's importance to his company and the power he held over others. I wasn't used to seeing him in this way.

"This needs to be resolved tonight. I want you all to divide and find Emmett. Don't stop until you locate him. Take Rebecca into custody and bring her to the office. We will begin interrogations there." Edward spoke coldly.

Everyone bowed their heads in response. All in agreement. No one spoke against him. No one questioned him. Instead, all the reapers in the room did just as he said and left the apartment, one by one. The only one that paused was Jacob. He lingered at Ana's side, leaving a soft kiss on her lips.

"Stay here, I'll be back as soon as possible." I heard Jacob say quietly to her, before following the rest of them out.

Once the door closed behind them, Edward's shoulders slumped. He slowly moved to sit down next to me. His arm went around me. I rested my head on his shoulder. Ana sighed, moving to sit down across from us. She seemed lost in her own thoughts.

"Aren't you going to join the search as well?" I asked quietly.

"And leave you here alone? Unprotected. I think not." He responded with a firm look on me. "If this is a trap, you would be defenseless if Aro planned an attack."

I couldn't argue with that.

"It's just a shame. I really thought Rebecca was a nice girl." Ana said, shaking her head.

"There is still a chance she is innocent in all of this. Just because she has those abilities, doesn't make her automatically an enemy." I suggested.

"Unfortunately, it's more likely that Sulpicia has something to do with her. Even if she is unaware of it herself. There is no doubt in my mind, there is a connection." Edward replied.

"How are you so sure?" Ana challenged.

"Because the ability of decay isn't an ability that just any reaper can possess. Even Sulpicia's daughters, Edith and Elease don't have the ability." Edward explained. "It's rare. An inherited power from a half blue blood."

"A half blue blood?" I muttered with a raised brow.

"Yes, a being birthed from Matrika. But not fathered from the grim."

"W-what? I thought the grim and Matrika were a solid pairing? I mean, the grim created her. Why would he allow her to lay with another man?" Ana said with a shocked look.

"He didn't. This was an incident from long ago, at the very beginning. Our natural enemy had raped Matrika. Causing the birth of a powerful, evil creature. That's were Sulpicia's bloodline begins." Edward explained hesitantly.

"Our natural enemy? I've heard that being mentioned a few times, but no one ever gives much details on what that is. It's devourers isn't it?"

"No, these creatures aren't reapers, they aren't human, they are the very embodiment of evil. It's not openly talked about, because if the moral world ever learned of their existence, it would result in the end of humanity as we know it."

"What can you tell us?" I asked with burning curiosity.

Edward's jaw tightened. "I've probably already spoke too much on the subject."

"Come on Eddie, don't leave us in suspense. Think of how stressful it will be on Bella. She will lose her mind agonizing over not knowing." Ana said with a pleading look.

I gave Ana a glare. "Manipulating people isn't a good look on you Ana."

"Don't give me that, you are just as curious as I am." She glared back at me.

Edward sighed heavily, watching us with concern. "I'd rather you two not fight. Especially over something like this. As the grim's daughter. You do have the right to know everything. But I'm afraid, I don't have all the facts. It might be best to hear it from him."

"If you're comfortable, I'd like to know everything that you can tell me. I can have him fill in the areas that you don't know." I offered after a brief pause.

"Alright," He relented, leaning back a bit more, collecting himself. "These creatures are known as demons. They weren't created by the grim, but someone else. Don't ask for the details on the creator. I don't have the privilege of knowing that much."

Ana exchanged looks with me.

"Like in the horror movies? Monsters from hell? Coming to earth to torment innocent people. Steal their souls… Those type of demons." Ana asked with a raised brow.

"Not quite the same. But similar. They exist in another place. Called purgatory. But that wasn't always the case. They used to walk this world with reapers and humans as well. But after one demon raped Matrika, they were condemned to purgatory for the remainder of their existence."

The thought of Matrika getting violated in such a way, made my blood run cold. The anger and disgust nearly choked me. It reminded me of what had happened with Ana as well. The pain and suffering she must have gone through. Being forced. Helpless. It was too much to imagine.

"So, this offspring from the demon, must have been sent to purgatory as well?"

"No, the grim couldn't condemn the child. They couldn't blame it for being born, or the way in which it was born. They allowed him to remain and raised him among the rest of their children." Edward said, glancing between the two of us. "He had evil tendencies and caused a lot of trouble. He created generations of hybrid reapers, thus, Sulpicia was brought into existence. The only of this tainted bloodline that received the demon's ability of decay."

"So Sulpicia is… like part demon?" Ana muttered.

"A reaper and demon hybrid. A very small group. They have unique abilities and powers. They call her the witch of Boswell. Most terrifying of all, this group hold no allegiance to the grim, they have their own set of laws." Edward said with a frown. "Becoming involved with them… we won't be able to get much help from the grim."

"So, since Aro is with Sulpicia, doesn't that make him untouchable? The grim won't actually be able to help us defeat him?" I asked with a pinch of fear bubbling up to the surface.

"The grim won't, but that doesn't exclude Matrika. She has the authority in this scenario. She will help us. I'm confident in that." Edward said lightly stroking my cheek, sensing my growing anxiety.

"So, only those with demon blood can have that ability." Ana said with a hard look. "Doesn't that suggest Rebecca has that demon blood too? It might not be a connection to Sulpicia. Just a connection to that demon. You said that he was permitted to stay here in this world…"

"It's more likely Sulpicia. That demon hasn't been spotted in centuries. We aren't even sure he still exists. He might have gone to purgatory. It's an unknown variable."

"Wow, that's a lot to consider." I sighed, letting my eyes close. "Do you have any more information about demons in general? I am still… a bit curious about them."

"All I know is there is seven demons, that reside in purgatory. As kings and queens over the damned souls that get sent there. Tormentors. Evil incarnate. Wrath, envy, pride, sloth, lust, gluttony, greed. Those are their names." Edward paused, looking away from us. "The demon, that raped Matrika, was lust."

"What a piece of shit." Ana hissed, folding her arms across her chest. "I hope he suffered for what he did to Matrika."

Edward shook his head. "Not the case. He was celebrated amongst his kind. To this day, they continue to try escaping purgatory. And once in a while, one does make it to this plane of existence. But they are always forced back."

"Well that's scary." Ana said with an alarmed expression. "If they did make it here… would they… try hurting us?"

Edward nodded. "Yes, their goals are taking over the reaper's role of society. Reap souls, but because of their nature, they also want to torture all souls they come into contact with. Send all of them to purgatory. All they want, is to spread hatred, disaster and evil to everyone and everything."

"So, Rebecca is definitely… half demon. And most likely connected to Sulpicia." Ana said with a sharp nod. "But that doesn't change the fact that she seemed very nice…"

I rolled my eyes. "It could have just been an act. You're so naïve."

Ana snorted. "You always jump to the worse possible conclusion. You never give anyone a chance. It's unfair Bella. And you know it."

"I can't afford to just blindly believe someone has the best intentions. If I let my guard down and give her the benefit of doubt, what if she does something… and hurts my babies? What then Ana." I shouted in frustration. "It's not worth risking my babies lives, to trust in a stranger."

Ana shrank back in the couch, her eyes wide. She nervously twisted her hair around her fingers. "Y-your right… sorry I even said that…"

I sighed, trying to calm myself down. "I think I'm going to go lay down. I don't feel very well… and I have a lot to think about." I said with a little help from Edward to stand up from the couch.

"I'll come with you." Edward nodded, keeping his arm around my waist.

Ana bobbed her head, leaning over to grab the remote from the television. "I'm going to wait up to hear from Jake. I'll let you know if I hear back from him." She said with a slightly hollow voice.

Without another word, I walked away, Edward following close behind. Once we were back to the privacy of our room, Edward closed the door behind us. I paused for a moment, enjoying the silence and darkness. I closed my eyes, enjoying Edward's light touches. His hands swept through my hair, rolling down over my shoulders. His fingers tracing down my sides to rest on my hips. His lips brushed against my neck.

"Would you like some assistance, getting undressed?" His voice turned a bit deeper.

I couldn't hold back my smile. "Are you sure you should be allowing yourself to get distracted at a time like this?" He didn't wait for me to answer; he began slowly peeling my clothes off.

"It's hard to not get a bit distracted with you here, looking so gorgeous. And so unbelievably sexy." He replied, now planting kisses down my neck.

I gasped, enjoying the sensations he brought out of me. Once I was completely naked, I turned, capturing his lips. Edward jerked his top off, diving into our kiss enthusiastically. Carefully he moved us to the bed, always being mindful of my stomach. I straddled him, never letting our lips part. Unfortunately, before it could go much farther, I felt myself slowly fall asleep.

Warning: Graphic Violence/ Torture / Rape throughout remainder of this chapter

Emmett's Point of View

The first thing I noticed upon waking up was the pounding in my head. It felt like I had been drinking all night and woke up with the worst hangover of my life. But I knew that wasn't the case. One second, I was trying to calm Rebecca down in the parking lot of the hospital, the next minute, I was here. On the ground, bound in chains. It was cold and damp. Judging by the pain and aches of my body, it felt like I had been beaten.

I twisted slightly to get a good look at my surroundings. Everything was dark, I could hear traffic in the distance. The ground was wet, half of my body was lying in a small puddle of water. There was no doubt in my mind that I was outside, possibly under a bridge. There was a faint glow of fire, burning behind me.

With a grunt, I began to struggle against the bindings, but it was made of steel, there was no way I would be able to use strength alone to get free. When it came to my abilities as a reaper, I was on the weaker side because of being partially human.

"Oh good, you're awake huh?" A familiar voice called out to me.

I felt my heart flip in my chest, and I turned quickly to see Rebecca stride over to me. Her smile was slightly off. More wicked than I recalled previously. She ran a hand through her blonde hair as she bent down to me.

"Rebecca, are you alright?" I asked, again attempting to break free of the chains.

"Why would you ask me something like that? You are the one chained up. You should be more concerned for yourself." She replied casually, her smile widening.

My thoughts were in a fog, realization was slow to register. "What happened? Did… you do this to me?" The thought of that caused a pain inside of me that I couldn't even comprehend.

"Well of course, I don't want you getting away. I would be in a great deal of trouble if I let that happen." She replied, leaning in to place a sweet kiss on my lips.

I melted into her in earnest. I couldn't understand what was happening. Maybe this was just some freaky roleplay she was into. I could get behind that. But her actions became more aggressive as she forced me onto my back.

"Woah, take it easy tiger. I'm fragile." I admitted reluctantly. The force of her push had caused a splitting pain in my back.

This only seemed to add to her pleasure. A animalistic growl rolled from her mouth, now she pulled a blade from behind her. Without any warning, she stabbed the knife down through my hand. Blistering pain, blood and complete startlement overtook me. I yelled out in pain, looking down to the blood.

"What the hell are you doing Becca?" I tried to glare at her, but I couldn't manage to get angry. There was something preventing me from that. All I could feel was love and admiration.

"Just having a little fun. Don't worry so much. Pain and pleasure should always go hand in hand. One is boring without the other. Don't you agree?" Her twisted smile caused a lump in my throat.

Before I could reply, her mouth went back to mine, kissing me forcefully. Her tongue pried my mouth open and invaded inside, almost causing me to gag. I kissed her back, completely under her spell. Wanting to make her happy. She ripped the knife from my hand and slowly brought it up to slowly cut into my exposed chest. Shallow enough to not be fatal, but deep enough to cause substantial pain. I screamed, thrashing around as she carved into my skin.

"Hush boy. If you're too loud, it will cut out fun short." She leaned down to whisper in my ear.

I did as she said, closing my mouth. I couldn't understand anything. My body obeyed her, but my mind was starting to become clear again. I didn't want this. This was too much. She was being too rough. Why was I letting her do this? I wasn't enjoying this for a second.

"Good boy," She complimented, now moving the blade to begin shredding my pants. My body tensed as I watched her. She nicked my skin in several places, causing small bleeding cuts. She only stopped when my pants and underwear were gone completely. I trembled in discomfort at the burning sensation.

"W-what are you d-doing?" My lips quivered with an extreme amount of fear and anticipation. My emotions were conflicting. I didn't know what I wanted. I have never been so confused and so afraid. The feeling of being powerless. It wasn't something I was used to. Was this normal? Is this what it was like to have an eternal marking on someone? Was this really how you treat your soul mate? I was having doubts.

"You've heard of demons… haven't you sweet Emmett?" She responded, pausing to plunge her dagger into my thigh. She roughly twisted it, sending me over the edge. I wailed in agony, feeling the warmth of my blood dripping down my leg. I watched in shock and horror as she pulled the blade out to lightly run her tongue along the edge, taking some of my blood into her mouth.

"Y-yes, what does that have to do with anything?" I couldn't stop my body from shaking. My heart was beating rapidly in my chest, forcing me to remain focused. I tried to get angry, but again, that feeling wasn't coming to the surface.

"You aren't a full-blooded reaper. You are partially human. Well let's be honest, you are mostly a human male. I'm interested in what kind of offspring that would produce. Wouldn't that be interesting?" She replied with a sneer.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I hollered in panic. "Are you trying to say you are… a demon? That can't be right. No. You are just a rogue. A newly awakened reaper. You can't expect me to believe you have been living among humans and reapers without being detected. The grim would never allow it."

"Poor, stupid Emmett. You actually believe I was just an innocent reaper, searching for a purpose? You think I became friends with that frail old man? Don't be ridiculous. That human was the perfect excuse to get involved with you and the rest of you reapers. A similar connection. A mutual friend. An excuse to be invited into your circle. Now I know the basic information needed to carry out Sulpicia's plans."

I felt my jaw drop open in surprise. The glint in her eye. It was pure evil. All of a sudden there was a sharp sting to my left eye. Blood gushed down my cheek as I watched one of my eyes were sliced out, rolling onto the ground next to me. I gasped, jerking roughly against the chains as I withered against the cold ground. I couldn't move. Her weight on top me, kept my completely still. I couldn't even raise my arms to cover my face. The pain was like nothing I've ever felt. My vision was blurred. Again, no anger came. I just watched her. Unable to do anything else.

"What is Sulpicia planning? Why are you involved? If you didn't want anyone suspicious of you… why did you use your abilities on Pete? I'm sure Edward noticed. He will try to find you now." I said between clenched teeth.

Her hand now went to my dick, giving it a smooth and firm pump between her hands. The pleasure almost made me forget the pain I was feeling. My head fell back as she continued at a slow tortuous pace. The hunger in her eyes sent shivers down my spine. I felt her mouth now, her tongue gliding up and down my shaft. My toes curled.

When she pulled away, a gorgeous smile was on her face. I felt my breath catch in my throat. "I'm very supportive of my offspring. Sulpicia is very special. She's the only one to receive my abilities. So, I'll help her with her schemes. It's really none of your business. It's been a long time since I've walked the earth, I accidentally exposed my abilities a tad too early. But it makes no difference." She shrugged her shoulders. Again, she brought her blade back out, slowly trading a sharp circle around my abdomen. The pain made me wince, but her continuous motions, massaging my cock kept me mostly silent. I've never had such a stiff erection.

"W-who are you?" I groaned, chewing my lip as I watched her.

"I am the demon of lust, of course, isn't it obvious?" She challenged with a smirk.

"No, you are lying. The demon of lust was a man. He is the one that raped Matrika and impregnated her. It's impossible."

"I am of both genders, you fool. I can present myself as a man, or a woman. My outward appearance can change to meet the needs of my victims as well. Would you prefer if I looked like someone else? Someone more familiar? How about Bella?" She snickered and right before my eyes, I watched Rebecca's appearance change. Her hair went from blonde to Bella's soft brown. Her features mirrored Bella's as well. Down to every detail. The very first woman I had true feelings for, was right here. My heart fell into the pit of my stomach. Although my arousal went through the roof, the guilt was too much to bear.

"To much baggage for this one huh? Then how about… an old flame?" She snickered, again her appearance changed to match Vex. Even her voice mimicked hers perfectly.

"No, please stop, I don't want to have sex with anyone else. Just you." I said the words, but I didn't mean them. Again, my body wanted her, but my brain was screaming. HELP ME. I don't want this at all. I want to be out of here. I don't love her. She can't be my soul mate.

Rebecca went back to her original appearance, leaning down to lightly suck at my throbbing dick. The pleasure nearly sent me into hysterics. But her forcefulness returned, tossing her blade to the side, her nails dug painfully into my hips as she held me still. Her soft mewing kept me silent, even through the agony.

"Well Emmett, I think it's time to get to my main objective." She said; as she pulled herself off me. With a suggestive smirk she removed her skirt, with nothing under them, I shamefully ogled her naked from below the waist.

"W-what are you going to do?" I spit out eagerly.

"Like I said, I'd like to see what kind of offspring I can produce with a human. I have a feeling, it will be quite entertaining." She said with a malice smile. "But of course, this won't be as much fun with a willing participant. I'd rather do this, with your true feelings in full display." She raised her hand, a soft glow trickling from her fingers.

Right where our eternal marking had been in place, I watched as the intricate lines disappeared into a cloud of mist. Suddenly, everything was clear. There was no longer any confusion. Anger, rage and hatred swelled deeply within me as I watched her.

"You fucking bitch. What have you done to me? What trickery have you pulled here? You aren't my soul mate. You are a fucking monster." I screamed in rage.

Her smile widened. "That's much better. I don't want this to be too enjoyable for you. Reapers really are weak creatures. A false eternal marking can be created without much trouble. It's just a simple curse. One that can be easily lifted."

She now moved to straddle me, a dark look in her eyes. I struggled fiercely against the restraints, but it wouldn't budge. She lowered herself, until I felt my dick plunge deeply inside of her.

"NO!" I screamed, desperate to buck her off of me.

She didn't move, she held on tight and aggressively pounded herself down on me, roughly swiveling her hips back and forth. Grinding so tightly to me and with a pace that made my entire body rattle. There was pleasure, but it was completely disregarded as she moved another blade to my throat. The edge dung into my neck, causing blood to spill down over my chest.

I yelled in pain, watching as her hands and body started to become coated in my blood. She leaned down, biting at my lip, before ripping it nearly off my face. I could feel it dangling and the swearing pain nearly made me pass out. Her cries of pleasure echoed around the area around us. The look on her face, was of complete bliss. I tried desperately to hold my body back. I didn't want to give her what she wanted. But I was teetering on the threshold of emptying my seed inside of her.

"Just let go sweet Emmett. If it helps. Picture it's Bella. You want to fuck her don't you? You've wanted to cum in her for the longest time, haven't you? Doing it once just wasn't enough. Don't you want to… just one more time?" Rebecca said sweetly. For a moment, I looked up at her, her appearance had changed once again. She looked like Bella. Just her face. And the sound of her voice.

"Please Emmett, I want you, please give it to me." She spoke with Bella's voice.

This is what pushed me over the edge. Wave after wave came flooding out of me. By hips jerked upward on instinct, wanting to press in as deeply as possible. I was no longer using my brain. I was just acting on primal desires. The moment I had released everything I had, the guilt and regret came crashing down on me.

What the fuck have I done?

Before I could even say anything, her blade plunged completely into my neck, all the way to the handle. Blood came spewing from the parted skin. The vision was almost completely gone. I could feel myself getting colder. I couldn't remain conscious. I couldn't move. And suddenly, everything went completely black.

It felt like I was floating for a long time. Trapped in space, with no sense of up or down and lacking gravity. I felt no pain, or fear. But I didn't feel peace either. Eventually I felt an intense pressure, forcing my body downward. The gentle floating, now turned to a plummeting meteor, about to crash down to Earth. I felt the impact, but still no pain. There was nothing here. Just darkness. I heard a noise in the distance. The sound of footsteps. The noise was hollow, but created an echo that I just couldn't ignore. Click. Click. Click. The tapping of dress shoes. Heavy and quick paced.

A man came into view, almost identical to myself, but with aged features. He wore thick coke-bottle glasses. His hair, salt and peppered, slicked back. His outfit was very dated. Something you wouldn't expect to see on an older gentleman of this era.

He approached me with a tentative smile. As we stood face to face, just an arm's length away, he placed a single hand on my shoulder. "It's good to meet you son."

I swallowed hard, understanding my situation immediately. "Y-you're Carlisle aren't you? My father." I felt my mouth go dry. This was the man that I had silently cursed for a majority of my life. For being a human. I was ashamed that his weakness was running through my veins. And even worse yet, Esme wasn't my mother either. So, I couldn't even say I was born a reaper. It was just a taboo magic placed on me. To keep me alive. I held no genetics of a reaper. Just a man. This man. But now that I saw him, all that resentment melted away.

"Yeah, sorry if I don't live up to your expectations. But I am your one and only father. And I'd like you to know, I love you dearly. And I'm very proud of the young man you have become. You stayed with Esme and worked hard within her society." He spoke with a calm and fatherly smile.

I hung my head as memories flooded back into my head. Of Bella's face. No, of Rebecca, pretending to be her… and what that caused me to do. I still harbored those feelings for her. Of wanting her as my own. Of wanting her to be my soul mate. And I gave into my dark desires. I allowed myself for just a moment to follow along with the pretending. And willingly…. I couldn't even finish that train of thought.

"You shouldn't be proud of me, not in the slightest. I'm weak. I'm unforgivable. If anything, Edward should be the one you are proud of. He has accomplished much more. He is the better man. I guess… that's why he deserves her. Not me." I blurted out, tightening my hands into fists down at my sides. "I'm so fucking ashamed of myself."

"Watch the language young man. You are a gentleman, act like it." Carlisle responded, shaking his head with disapproval. "I could never compare you and Edward. You are two very different people. Although I can see the both of you inherited my temper." His eyes softened. "You aren't perfect son. Neither is Edward. You are both learning how to maneuver in the world."

"If you saw… what I had done. You wouldn't even be trying to have this conversation with me."

"Emmett, you were just tortured, brutally, your mind was being manipulated by the power of a demon lord. You were raped, savagely, against your will. So when something more pleasant was brought into this equation, of course you gave in. You ran to something that would provide you a moment of comfort and peace. You are a man. You have urges. And on top of it all, you have feelings for the woman that was shown before you. You are being a bit too hard on yourself." Carlisle shook his head again, frowning deeply. "You have nothing to be ashamed of."

"If Edward finds out… he will be absolutely furious. I told him that I didn't have those feelings anymore. This will only prove that I was lying. I handed over that demon what they wanted… all because I couldn't control my own lust."

"That's the power the demon possesses. It's not something you have control over when facing that beast. Edward will understand, with time. But, that's not the main issue here. There is a question you need to answer."

I looked at Carlisle with a raised brow. "What? What's the question?"

"Will you stay? And come with me? Or will you go back, to rejoin Edward and the others?"

I blinked a few times, letting his words soak in. "You mean, I have a choice? I thought when a reaper dies… they are instantly reborn. New body, new memories, a fresh start over."

"Yes, reapers do… but son, you aren't a reaper. Not body, soul, or mind. You are a human." Carlisle said with a sigh. "I thought they made things clear for you."

My eyes widened. "You mean… not even a little bit? I'm completely human?"

"No, not completely. I'd say, you're at about ¼ reaper. But that number decreases as the years pass. The effects of Esme's powers won't last forever. Eventually, they will fade from you completely. Until there is nothing left. After that… well… you will return to the state of health you were before she used her powers."

"So, I'll die, my weak constitution hasn't resolved. Once the powers are all used up, I'm finished." I concluded, nodding. "How much longer do I have? If I go back?"

"If you conserve your powers, I'd say you would have about fifty more years."

"That's more than enough time to get my affairs in order. That helps making the choice. I'll go back. Edward is going to need all the information he can possibly get on this demon. I have first hand experience." The truth was terrifying. I would be sure to keep all of this to myself when I get sent back. I didn't want to make Edward worry. There was nothing he could do about this anyway.

Carlisle paused, reading my expression closely. "I will warn you, the remainder of your time on earth will be very physically, and mentally painful. You will suffer from this encounter from the demon."

"I figured as much. But this is important. The others are in real danger. They have no idea who Rebecca really is. I must warn them before its too late. I'll deal with the aftermath, when I know everyone else is safe."

Carlisle smiled, now pulling me in for a one-armed hug. "This is just one of the many things about you, that I am so proud of Emmett. I respect your choice. With a little help from me, I'll get you back to the others." Again he paused, squeezing my shoulder. "Please pass along a message to Edward for me."

"Okay sure,"

"Prepare yourself Edward, fatherhood is a challenging road. I'm still listening when you close your eyes at night to rest. I hear your questions; I enjoy our late-night conversations. And I'll continue to listen, for as long as he needs me to."

With that, just like before, everything went dark. And I felt myself floating once again. Carlisle was no longer in sight. I was all alone. This time, it felt like I was traveling upwards. A hard pressure was under me, pushing me straight up. I braced myself for what happened next. And just as I had thought, agony worse than imaginable was waiting for me.

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