Hey, this is chapter one of the new and improved Whitlock's Army Brat: Violent Beginnings. I would like to make a very special thanks to xXxFlameof-TheFanxXx, for helping me to get my ideas together for this one. It started out as just a word or two, bringing the idea to my head, but now, thanks to your awesome ideas, it's become six full stories. Yeap, this is Part 1 of my version of the Twilight Saga, but from a totally different POV. It is finally actually completed and so because I've put it up so many times and never finished it you'll get a chapter every other day or so.

Summary: Being a leader of Maria's army, Jasper is on top of the food chain. He's trained to kill, trained to fight, and trained others. What will happen when he gets assigned a new job as 'protector'? Will he shirk his new responsibility or will his job open up a whole new side to him?

Warning: Contains talk of and scenes of abuse in the first chapter/s, as well as spankings of minors and teenagers in later chapters. If it's not your cup of tea, don't read.

I would like to extend a special thanks to Jules Ann for beta-ing this one for me and for listening to me rant about everything. Thank you so much, your friendship means the world and more to me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. The only thing I own is this idea, and Tabitha Mae Johnson/Whitlock. She is mine, but nothing else.

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Maria was out hunting, it had just turned dark and she could sense a gift somewhere, somewhere close to her. She abandoned her hurt and followed the feeling, getting closer and closer to the gift; the raw power she felt from this gift was intoxicating, like it was calling to her. Common sense indicated this gift had to come from a vampire rather than a human, but there were no vampire scents anywhere close by only human. Still she was on high alert as she followed the pull of the gift towards a beautiful house; the owners of this house had to be well off. Inside Maria could see a woman, man, and two boys, none of them seemed to have the gift she could sense but she knew the gift was coming from somewhere inside this house. She heard a commotion coming from the first floor of the house and watched as the woman – seemingly oblivious to the commotion – walked into the kitchen and out of sight.

Maria felt the sensed the gift getting closer and caught a glimpse of a tiny, but oh so beautiful blonde child. She looked to be around 10 years old but she was definitely small for her age. Maria knew immediately this was the human with the gift and felt a thrill of pleasure. When she had seen the two boys she'd been worried that she might not be allowed to change the human with the gift if they were too young, the law was clear however, so long as the child had reached double figures it could be changed and wouldn't be considered an immortal child. Maria was exceedingly grateful this child had reached their preteen years they were considered emotionally and intellectually developed enough that they could be taught and wouldn't risk exposure.

Maria moved around the house so she could see into the kitchen window as the child appeared in the kitchen where the woman was. The woman appeared to be cleaning up the remains of a family meal; from the child's bony body and the way her ragged dress hung off her Maria guessed she missed meals often.

"Ma! We have to leave! There's going to be a woman with red eyes, and she's going to come and eat you and Pa!" The gifted child urged. She tugged on her Ma's dress, her eyes frantically looking everywhere, her face a picture of panic.

Maria watched intrigued as the woman slapped the child across the face hard. She was more interested in what the child had said, than the fact she got slapped however. Could it be possible the child could see the future? It wasn't impossible, after all Maria could sense she was gifted and although Maria had never heard of a vampire being able to see the future. Still she did have the Major, he could manipulate emotions and she'd never heard of anything else like that, plus his Captain, who just seemed to know things. Yes, Maria decided, it was entirely possible that the child could see the future, but she'd have to keep listening to be sure.

"Mama?" The child asked. She sounded so hurt and betrayed; Maria had to assume the child had never been slapped before. That was a little disappointing, if she was that betrayed at a little slap how would she react when she upset the Major? A smile tugged at Maria's lips as the child's large blue eyes filled with tears that the child vainly attempted to blink back. Oh how Maria wished her newborns could cry, she watched with rapt attention hoping to witness more.

"I told you, you beastly little brat, stop lying about having visions! Devil take you, child!" The woman screeched.

The child took a step back, hurt clear on her expressive little face. "But Ma, they always come true! You know they do! I saw that the priest would hurt Lucy Belle and he did!" She protested, pleading with her Ma to listen.

That seemed to confirm it for Maria, she could see the future, but her Ma didn't believe her. Maria heard a male clear his throat and tore her gaze from the child and her Ma and saw a man standing there, a belt in hand. Maria's grin widened as she heard the child whimper, so maybe the child was used to discipline, just not being struck by her Ma.

"Into the living room, Tabitha. I'll beat the lies and devil out of you yet, child," the man stated.

Maria smiled as her guess was confirmed and she discovered the child's name, Tabitha, it definitely fit the tiny little child; even as skinny and underfed as she was she looked beautiful. Plus much like the gazelle the name was based on she looked ready to bolt at any second.

Tabitha stepped back, clearly scared. "Please Pa, please, not the belt, not again. Not the belt," she whimpered. The man stood tall and intimidating, glaring down at the terrified girl. More tears leaked out of her eyes as she shook her head. Tabitha's Pa looked at her with a mixture of disgust and hatred. She took yet another step back trembling.

"Get. Here. Now." Her Pa demanded in a clipped tone.

Tabitha stepped back once more shaking her head, clearly she didn't want to obey.

The man strode purposely towards the little girl and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her out of the kitchen and through to the living room.

Maria flitted around the house until she found the window to the living room. She decided she'd watch this play out, and then once the child was alone and accessible, she'd take her and change her.

Maria watched as Tabitha seemed to start panicking, thrashing about in her Pa's hold struggling as her breaths became quick and shallow before her pretty blue eyes glazed over and she went limp.

When the child went limp it seemed to enrage her Pa. He stripped her naked as a babe and threw her over the arm of the couch. He didn't wait for her to come back to awareness before he started whipping the belt down on the tiny backside.

The corners of Maria's lips curled up in a victorious smile, this child would be perfect for her army, already so well disciplined, it should only take a show of dominance from the Major to keep her behaving perfectly.

Maria watched impassively as the leather swished through the air before it struck the child's bottom, back, and thighs. She finally seemed to be coming out of her almost unconscious state as she screamed in pain when the belt struck her matchstick thighs.

"The little witch is getting what's coming to her," one of the boys snickered.

The child finally seemed to return to full consciousness as she started struggling as well as screaming. Her Pa held her down tight as he continued to thrash her however, so her struggles were all for nought.

Maria heard the moment Tabitha's vocal cords ripped due to her screaming but paid it no heed; the change would fix that easily enough.

"Daddy, please stop!" Tabitha rasped out.

The girl's Pa beat her harder after her rasped out plea for him to stop. "What did you just call me?" He roared. He was angry… no angry was an understatement; he was raging. "Answer me, damn it!" He demanded. He grabbed a handful of her long, blonde hair, and pulled her up to look at him.

"S-sorry, s-sir," Tabitha choked out her voice extremely raspy.

Her Pa threw her back onto the couch and continued the belting as she screamed and pleaded, promising anything to just get the beating over.

It only took a few more cutting lashes before the young girl blacked out.

Maria watched the remainder of the beating and climbed up into a tree to watch the child as she was bodily thrown into a room, still naked, the door slammed and locked. She watched the child in blissful unconsciousness and waited patiently for her parents to go to bed so she could slip in and steal the child. It would do no good to slip in now and take her just in case her 'loving' parents came to make sure she was still alive. Not that she thought it was likely, with how much they seemed to hate the girl, but she did not need the Volturi suspicious and coming down to visit; they would want the child themselves and she was not willing to share.

Just as Maria was about to slip into the child's room Tabitha woke up. Clearly terrified she ran to her door and tried to open it, when that failed she hammered her hands on the door pounding at it. "Ma! Pa! Let me out! The lady's going to kill me!" She shrieked, already hysterical.

Maria let out a small hiss of displeasure at having to wait even longer still it was good to have the gift confirmed beyond doubt now, the girl had to have seen herself being changed.

"Mama! Pa! Please! She's going to kill me! She has red eyes! Please, oh god, please!" Tabitha continued screaming, hammering desperately against the wooden door.

Maria slipped back into the tree she'd climbed into when she heard Tabitha's Pa's heavy footsteps coming down the hall.

"Tabitha Mae Johnson, if you don't shut the hell up, you're not going to have to worry about a red eyed woman because I'm going to come in there and shut you up properly. Stop lying unless you want another whipping, I hear one more peep out of you and you'll feel the strap next," he yelled.

The girl flinched almost violently as her Pa's much larger fist banged on her door, making it rattle on it's hinges. There was silence for a beat, Tabitha drawing in raspy breaths before the sound of heavy retreating footsteps could be heard.

Maria watched as Tabitha fell to her knees weakly and sobbed hysterically. She was a mess, thanks to re-opening the half healed cuts along her back, bottom and legs. Her hands were also in a state due to the amount of banging on the door she'd been doing. Sobbing pitifully she crawled painfully across the room and curled up in the corner.

Maria decided then was the time to slip in and take the gifted little one. She moved to the window and slid it up until there was room enough for her to climb in. She stood and stared at the young girl contemplating. "A little young, but so gifted. Trained well enough, I suppose you'd be an asset. If I waited, you'd be even better. Your gift though, that can't wait. The others though… you will be weak," she murmured mostly to herself. "Though not so weak, weaker yes, but I'm sure your gift will help… and really you're not so young, I don't think. Old enough certainly, and with the right words in the right ears no one would dare touch you…" she continued.

Tabitha whimpered, clearly scared by Maria's words.

Maria flitted across the room and put her hand over the girl's mouth, she couldn't risk the girl screaming now and ruining everything.

Tabitha could not tear her big blue doll like eyes from Maria's small almond shaped red ones.

"Shh, young one. Don't worry; I wont let them destroy you. You're too gifted to waste," Maria crooned softly. She looked down at Tabitha and without a word gathered her up in her arms, still keeping one hand over her mouth and threw herself out the window. She ran with the gifted child back to her ranch where she kept her newborns and carried Tabitha to her room. She lay her on the bed and took a second to extend her hearing, making sure her Major and Captain had taken her newborns for their hunt.

Tabitha, sensing danger, tried to get up so she could run away, the instinct to protect and survive too strong to ignore.

Maria saw her movements and pinned her down. "Oh no, little one, you're not going anywhere," she almost crooned. "You are going to serve in my army. Major Whitlock will be in charge of you, but don't worry; I'll make sure he doesn't destroy you," she continued in a sweet singsong tone. She smirked maliciously at her new gifted newborn. "Don't worry child, this will only hurt a lot. But afterwards, you'll thank me. Scream as much as you like; no one here is going to come to your aid."

Maria lent over Tabitha and sunk her teeth into her neck and pumping in as much venom as she could, she wanted this changed to be as quick as possible. She pulled back and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Tabitha gasped as she felt razor sharp teeth pierce through and cut her skin so easily. She whimpered as she felt a fire start in her veins, her whimpers turned into gasps and her gasps turned into screams as the fire turned into a raging inferno.

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There you have it, Chapter 1 of Whitlock's Army Brat: Violent Beginnings. Let me know what you thought. Constructive criticism welcome but flames will be laughed at and used to keep myself warm. Hope you liked it and look out for the next chapter the day after tomorrow.