Ah man it's been a while I know! But this story will get finished! So this chapter is a serious twist! So I hope you like it! Also, I've currently started to work on another story called The Last Man, it's a Harry Potter story. It's quite dark, much darker than this one but I think it has potential. That one will kick off pretty quickly after I finish this one. Also for those wanting a little break from angst and darker stuff, I've started a Recess fic. It's written like tv episodes, and is filled with humor and such! So anyways, I hope you enjoy this!

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"A craven can be as brave as any man, when there is nothing to fear. And we all do our duty, when there is no cost to it. How easy it seems then, to walk the path of honor. Yet soon or late in every man's life comes a day when it is not easy, a day when he must choose. (Maester Aemon)"
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

The woman's face contorted into one of complete agony, a pain so deep it caused a silent screaming. Her blue eyes watered as her body lifted off the floor, her back arched inhumanly. Everything was perfect, well almost anyways. Soon the woman began thrashing, her voice now unlocked, her screams passing through her chapped lips, and it was all music to her hears. Soon the screaming caused a whole new onslaught of ecstasy. Drunken with power and passion, she concentrated harder, and soon the woman had blood coming out of her mouth, no doubt due to biting her tongue.

And suddenly as the scent of her blood overpowered her senses, a wave of pure hunger began to fester deep within her. But she held back, she didn't want this moment to end just yet, actually she wanted it to last forever. Causing herself to deny her bloodlust only magnified her need to break the pathetic human. By the time she was finished, the worthless woman would be begging to let her die. A cruel smile began to unfold on her lips. She was a merciful creature, and oh she could already relish the taste of her on her tongue, the hot liquid pouring down her throat.

"Please, please," the woman moaned.

The little vampire just laughed at her weakness, mocking her with the sweet musical sound of her laughter. Humans, they were all the same, stupid, weak and rash. They were all disgusting, and were worth nothing but the blood running through their veins. It was utterly pathetic how strong they believed they were, how deluded they were. How Edward Cullen managed to fall in love with one was beyond disgusting, it was sickening; and to think that he engaged in minor sexual pleasures. She shuttered with the thought.

Sex was nothing more than a disgusting primal need, animalistic behavior at the core. All men were the same, controlled by their lust and sexual depravation, well most were, her brother wasn't. Maybe Carlisle wasn't either, he was more a father figure; and yet even she can remember the look he would get in his eyes, the way his pupils dilated with lust, and pure animalistic growl that emitted from his mouth when Raina would get him riled up. No one had looked at her in that way she was turned, it wasn't as if she was too much a child, no she was physically sixteen, but she was treated as such.

No the last time she was looked up sexually was before her turning, and the memories were fresh, as if it happened yesterday. She can still practically taste the lust rolling off the men as they tied her to the wooden stake. And suddenly the woman's face, who was now weeping from pain, began to morph into someone else, a different woman. Her blue eyes became green, her red hair turning blonde, and the woman lying before her wore the sickest grin on her lovely face.

Memories!

Fury unfolded in her veins, for that woman was mocking her pain, relishing as the fire burned her skin. Fury consumed her as memories began to crash their way down, shattering inside her, the pieces too much to ignore. Pandora's Box has been opened and she can't stop it.

She can't stop seeing the men grabbing her roughly, ripping her away from her screaming brother. She can't stop seeing the towns' people refusing to help, spitting on her face. She the spawn of Satan, her mother and father's disappointment, their curse and failure. She can't stop seeing the woman with green eyes looking upon her with utter disgust, the very same woman who was supposed to love her and unconditionally.

She could feel the cold metallic taste in her mouth, a fury so uncontrolled so great it threatened to destroy the very room.

"Pain" The words came so fluidly out of her mouth as she watched the woman before her writhe and scream in pain.

"Jane enough," Aro spoke almost bored.

But she couldn't stop, couldn't stop seeing the crowd jeering as the flames lick her skin, burning.

"Witch!"

"Burn in hell you wicked vile creature!"

"Witch!"

She couldn't stop hearing the woman's voice cackling at seeing the young girl being burnt alive. She, watching with a sick satisfaction watching her burn and not saving her but savoring the fact that her demon spawn was going right back where she came from, and that's exactly where we went ;to Hell.

Memories!

The screams, the taunts, and it was all too much. Suddenly there was a scream, so raw, so unearthly verging on inhumane ripped through the room. Opening her eyes, she saw the young woman lying on the floor, her body broken from sheer force of her power, her eyes filled with blood from vessels exploding, and blood pouring from her mouth and ears. The little vampire looked coldly upon the woman, her green eyes dead to the world, her smirk now turned into a scream that would sound no more.

But then reality crashed upon her, and panic flooded in.

This woman was not her filthy mother.

Looking at the faces around her, she realized it was her scream that was so raw, not the woman's and every vampire looked at her in complete shock. Now everyone knew, everyone knew she was a fraud, knew she could feel. Everyone knew she had a weakness, they all looked upon her with utter disgust for her loss of control, and for once the man in the center did not comfort her; his face was one of complete anger. The Volturi prided themselves on being above human emotion, to have feelings were considered weakness, and were not tolerated. He would have her punished for this. Have her emotional trauma tortured out of her just like he did when she was first turned.

So she did the only feasible thing she could think of, she ran.

"Jane!" a voice called out to her.

But she didn't stop, she couldn't stop. She kept running, running as fast as she could until she was safe, until she was with Carlisle.

…

Jeremy Gilbert sat down in shock. They all had left, Stefan, Damon, Caroline, his sister, all went to Bulgaria and left him alone. The only person who stayed was Bonnie and even she didn't talk a whole lot. There was guilt in her eyes, knowing that no amount of talking and explaining could ever excuse what they did to him. Suddenly anger began to replace the shock. He had been lied to one too many times. First there was Vicky and his memory had been wiped clean. Now this?

"Look Jeremy," Bonnie started.

"Don't," he hissed out, not caring how she jerked back obviously hurt by his actions.

She just sat there a little while longer, not speaking. Finally she got up.

"You have every right to be angry, I don't agree with what they did, but after kathe- I mean Svetlana came to light, everything changed. Elena just didn't want you hurt," she finished.

Anger ignited tenfold at her statement, it was if he was some breakable doll, unable to handle himself and he was sick of it! He was so fucking tired of it all.

"She can't keep making decisions for me Bonnie, I'm seventeen, not a fucking five year old," he growled out.

Bonnie just closed her eyes and looked at him with pity which caused him to become even angrier.

"Just get out Bonnie, I can't deal with this right now" he stated.

And for once she didn't object, she just turned and left. Memories of how he thought he loved her were gone now. Somehow he just didn't see her the same way anymore, he just didn't see anything the same anymore. Maybe he was just depressed, or worn out. He didn't know, and at the moment he didn't particularly care. Reaching into his jean pocket, he pulled out a cigarette and stalked out the back door. It was already dark, but not that late.

Sitting down on the porch step, he lit his cigarette and inhaled deeply. He wasn't much of a smoker, only when stressed out. Well he normally did pills when stressed out, but he went down that road once and decided he liked his life a hell of a lot better sober. Well that might be changing now actually. He snickered at the thought as he inhaled and exhaled the smoke.

Slowly he could feel himself relaxing slightly. He leaned back and looked at the night sky. He missed Anna, more than he could imagine. She was it for him, and yet it seemed like life saw it fit to take everyone he loved away. Parents dead, girlfriend staked, and now his sister running off to Bulgaria where he may not ever see her again.

Suddenly he heard a noise, whipping his head around, he saw a young girl. Probably the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, her blonde hair lightly blew in the wind. As he peered closer he noticed her face had a very aristocratic nose, a pointed chin and flawless skin. But something about her was off, something not right; she was too pretty, almost to the point she wasn't human.

"Who are you," he finally spoke, his voice much more confident than he actually was.

She just quirked an eyebrow as if stating silently he was so full of bullshit.

"I'm looking for Elena Gilbert," she spoke.

Her voice was so smooth, almost luscious and with a hint of seductiveness to it. Jeremy found it hard to concentrate on anything she said. He looked at her again and noticed that even though she was quite tiny, he clothes seemed to excentuate the curves she had, which was pretty decent considering her size. When his eyes finally made it back to her face, her noticed her expression was no longer amused but almost disgusted.

"Well, that doesn't exactly answer my question now does it?" He sneered in attempt to deflect his current embarrassment of being caught ogling her.

Suddenly she wasn't leaning against the door anymore; she was straddling him as he laid flat on his back. How the fuck she got over there so quickly sent his mind reeling. The notion she wasn't human was becoming more believable. Her beautiful face was now contorted into a snarl, but the thing most noticeable was her eyes. They were a deep burgundy, the color of blood and then he knew she wasn't human.

But he wasn't panicking, actually he intrigued. Something about her made his head reel. She was utterly magnificent. Suddenly her face changed from anger to shock and then to fear. She flew off him almost as quickly as she was on him leaving him completely breathless. Stumbling to a standing position, he watched her with caution.

He had a pretty good idea of what she was, but she was different than the others. Her body was cold to the touch.

"You're a vampire," he stated quietly.

Suddenly she looked shocked again. But soon she was in front of him again. He watched in complete awe as she slowly brought a hand up to his face and softly caressed his skin. And in that moment something happened. He wasn't sure what, but he felt everything inside him pull towards her, as if she was keeping him grounded.

He nearly sighed contentedly as she continued to touch him. She was so close, so close that he could feel her cool breath on his face.

"Impossible," she whispered.

And her voice nearly undid him, and a wave of pure lust seemed to take over; but there was something else there too. Something stronger and deeper that he had never felt before. When he opened his eyes, he saw hers burning with something, something unidentiful. Her lips then were on his neck, and he moaned at the contact. But pleasure soon turned to pain as he felt the sharp teeth plunging into him. He struggled to get free, but her other hand held his head in place.

And then she was off him and above him, something hard beneath him. Her eyes turned into a pained expression, and then flames erupted inside of him, burning him to the core. She then brushed her lips against his and whispered in his mouth.

"It will soon be over," she whispered.

…

Jane laid on the bed, with the boy's head in her lap, his writhing body nearly made her icy heart break. His whimpers of protests went heard as she tried to soothe him. And for once pain was not an enjoyable experience for her. Three days he would be like this, three days of hell. But she could already see the differences in his body, subtle but definitely there.

She came to the house to find Elena to find Carlisle. She wasn't planning on staying, she belonged to the Volturi, but she needed someone to help her momentarily. Of course when she found him instead put a severe problem to her plans. Everything was so fucking complicated now, all because she saw him. She knew the minute she smelled his blood of what he was, what he was to her.

He was her mate.

And he was the brother to her enemy.

But she made her choice. She changed him and now she had to deal with the consequences. There was no way in hell he would help her destroy his sister. By turning him she chose her side.

She chose Klaus.

And very soon she would be fighting to destroy the very coven that had been her home for over six centuries. A storm was coming, a war on the brink of the new horizon.

And she would take her place beside Markus.

Review! Also, I've thought about doing a prequel to this story. A fic about the three children of Markus, it won't involve Edward/Bella. So let me know if anyone's interested!