Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Sins Of The Past

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 12:

Aro POV

After a helicopter ride, a plane ride over the Atlantic and another very short helicopter ride it was wonderful to be home. Despite the circumstances I had a habit of looking for the best in everything. The silver lining.

Did we get taken off guard? Yes.

Did Isabella nearly lose her life? Yes.

Did we return without her daughter and without Billy Black? Yes.

Now the bright side.

My daughter is currently turning into an immortal, a day I have waited for since I first laid eyes on her.

Instead of playing chess and debating world politics for the next two weeks we will be preparing for a battle. That alone beats discussing the current value of the Euro and its impact on the Tokyo stock market.

We discovered the identity of Isabella’s rapist.

Dani got left behind.

Okay. I admit that isn’t funny. A bit of a snafu but fixable. I don’t believe Black will do anything to her with his entire pack who must be currently in the know. There is absolutely no way he could handle that many wolves if they revolted at once. Impossible. Plus I believe the dismembered tribal elder will cause him to pause before he tries any immoral actions towards our dearest Danielle.

Bella was no longer screaming. She was curled into Jane’s arms. Jane took her directly to their chambers probably to clean her and change her. Dora followed, along with Renata, Heidi, and Chelsea. I am sure my wife will be with her shortly. I would imagine Bella is the most important matter on her mind at this moment.

“A word husband?”

Damn it.

“My darling Sulpicia. I have missed you so. I am sure however that you want to go directly to Isabella’s side?”

“I will be there shortly my King. If I could have a moment of your time first?”

“But the ladies were going to decide what Bella should wear for her awakening…”

“Our chambers, my King. Now.”

Damn it. I followed slowly to our chambers. When I opened my door I saw my wife had already been seated. Marcus was also here.

Damn it.

“Have a seat husband.”

“I’m good. I’ve been sitting in the plane for hours and…”

“Sit. Now.”

I suppose it would be more civilized to sit.

“Husband, brother Marcus and I have been keeping ourselves apprised of the situation in the US. I believe we both have a question we would like answered if you don’t mind.”

“Of course my dear.”

“How could you fuck up this badly?!” she screamed, all decorum out the window.

“Dear I wouldn’t call it a ‘fuck up’ as you say. I believe we accomplished quite a bit of good. We will return once Isabella is up and…

“You wouldn’t call it a fuck up? He wouldn’t call it a fuck up. Did you hear that Marcus?”

“Yes, I did. I suppose he considers this a success.”

“Amazing how ignorant he can be is it not? I truly believe he has lost his damn mind. After nearly three thousand years he has lost his damn cheerful mind.”

“I can explain. It was not my…”

“I know. Blame it on the teenager right? Do you remember what I told you when you told me you were bringing a human into our fold and not turning her right away? Of course you do. You know everything correct? Would you like to save yourself a conversation and touch my hand? Would you care to see my thoughts now?”

“No dear.” I sighed.

“I told you do not bring anyone into our family who could be easily taken away. Turn her immediately. At the very least convince her to get rid of that reminder of the worst night of her life. Do you remember? After Didyme, I begged you not to leave her human. We could not take another loss. What did you do?”

“I left her human?”

“No you left her human and then you brought her here. Everyone feel in love with her. Okay. Fine. We would keep her safe. She could raise that brat. She could grow. No problem. But then she wanted to live in New York. What did I tell you? Talk her into moving to Volterra if she is tired of Jacksonville. We can protect her. No, you think she needs to go out on her own. Not even a personal guard. It would help her grow. Then she went to the police academy. I forbid it. I told you to stop her. You encouraged her. Do you remember with your perfect memory?”

“Yes dear.”

“Marcus do you remember the panic we felt when our contact in the New York Police Department told us she had been shot?”

“Yes Sulpicia I do.”

“She had a vest on.” I tried…

“Ten inches higher and it would have been her head! It took her getting shot for you to agree that Felix or another guard member should be around her at all times. She nearly got shot three more times inside abandoned warehouses and would be dead if Felix had not been there. You know how clumsy and hard headed she is!”

“I know but look how self sufficient she has become…”

“Shut up. I am still speaking.”

“Yes ma’am.” I whispered.

“So she finally stays out of trouble enough for you to convince me that it is all right to bring Felix back. Give her a bit of space and hope that she doesn’t conduct any more police raids.”

“And she didn’t!” I defended myself.

“Shut… up.” Sulpicia said in a very deadly tone I had not heard from her in centuries.

“Honestly Aro why let us love her as our own if you were going to allow her to act so recklessly it would get her killed? “Marcus asked.

“She is independent. It is a part of her we all love…”

“You should have sent someone to Washington to pick that little bitch Dani up and Bella would have been safe.” Sulpicia spoke.

“She was safe. We decided after learning some things about the Cullen’s and the Romanians that her turning would be moved up and…”

“She pistol whipped a fucking wolf.” Sulpicia mentioned coldly.

“He couldn’t phase.”

“You didn’t know that! No one was there. No one. Not one of your guard was there.”

“Bella can have a temper. I had a security team right behind her…”

“She climbed on top of a meth lab. She got into a hand to hand fight with a drug dealer in the woods. He could have gotten her gun. He hit her. He hit my daughter. She had two guard members with her and she was struck!”

“She ran off before they could stop her. There were humans around…” I explained.

“She was shot. A shotgun incinerated her. Her leg was broken by a shotgun blast. Her daughter turned into a wolf mere feet from her.” Sulpicia continued with her recap of events.

“Yes. Yes this is all true. I’m curious are you going to yell at Isabella about this?”

“No. I am yelling at you. She is strong and independent. That is her job. Your job is to protect her from herself.”

“How does that make any sense? I told her to stay inside!”

“This is your fault!”

“Brother?”

“I agree with your wife Brother. You totally fucked this up.” Marcus said in his usual bored tone. Bella has had a positive impact on his language.

“Caius was there as well.” I pointed out.

“And perhaps if you had just allowed him to kill the entire tribe instead of letting Bella play detective around werewolves she would not have been injured.”

“You are always saying I need to make sure Caius remains calm! No mass killings!”

“Those days are over. My daughter was injured by those foul creatures. They die. All of them. Kill the tribe. They shot her! I want them dead and if you expect to ever share a bed with me again you will make sure this happens! I don’t care if you have to stack up three hundred bodies in a community hall and rig an explosion to cover it up. They die.

“Does that include Danielle?” I asked, just to be sure what exactly I needed to do to return to my bride’s bed.

“I… If she is in league with them or in any way fights for them…”

“She won’t have a choice.”

“I will determine that at the battle site.” Sulpicia told me.

“Wives do not go to battles…”

“I’m certainly not allowing you to run things. Not without my supervision! Dora told me everything. I barely scratched over the foul ups committed in Forks. You took her to the Cullens?! She was using a mental shield. Do you want her to have a brain aneurysm? I understand my daughter believes herself to be invincible. I counted on you to make sure she never found out she wasn’t.”

“Well when she awakens she may be invincible.” I pointed out.

“Yes. Thankfully Jane was there.” Sulpicia said quietly. “Where were you anyway?”

“I was looking for Billy Black.” I explained.

“And where is he?”

“We… I didn’t find him at the time.”

“Another fuck up.”

I closed my eyes. So much for my silver linings.

Sulpicia and Marcus rose and moved towards the door.

“Where are you going?”

“To my daughter. I want to hug her since I nearly lost her and she will need her mother’s when she awakens. I will have to explain how you returned here without Billy fucking Black and left her daughter in the hands of the man who raped her.”

“Oh. Good. I was afraid I would have to.” I whispered sadly. I would say it is lonely at the top but I had no idea. One day I may ask Sulpicia.

Billy Black’s POV

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t concerned. All this because of Bella Swan. I should have just given her to the Redhead.

I remember the power I felt when Carlisle returned. I phased that very night, walking for the first time in years. I was beyond happiness. I was in paradise.

Unfortunately with the return of my legs, my libido became stronger than ever. Sarah… my daughters looked so much like her. I believe the wolf simply did not recognize that they were my daughters. The wolf only saw mates. The Alpha would never imprint. The Alpha never needed to.

My daughters never understood how I was able to get into their beds at night. They understood enough to keep quiet.

Unfortunately after high school I could not stop them from leaving. I tried to make them phase so I could have a hold on them. It was not meant to be. They left in the middle of the night.

I was quite alone. Then Sam phased. I realized that perhaps it would be best to let him handle the Cullen’s. I never needed to phase to control the wolves. So I stayed hidden. It was not hard. I began choosing wolves to phase, one by one so Sam could run his patrols and make sure the harmless Cullen’s stayed harmless. I had no time for those pacifists.

I did need Sam happy. As much as I tried I could never control imprints. Old Quil, before he died, told me it simply wasn’t meant to be. I could not mettle in the affairs of the heart. Sam was not happy. He needed Emily. Leah was furious. I approached Old Quil for advice. He suggested marking. A practice used by packs in the past. When a woman rejected the imprint, marking her as off limits in a physical manner would simply compel the woman to fall in line.

I was able to control the wolves whether phased or not. I could influence them without even giving a direct order. This kind of power over another human was addicting.

Sam marked Emily. It worked. She fell in love with him after an action that should have caused her to hate him.

I hoped to never use it again. I never planned to use it again. The other imprints fell in line. I made Leah phase and considered using her to relieve my frustrations but she would tell her mother who would tell the other elders. I didn’t need an uprising of the tribal council. I needed these people to do as they were told, not terrified of me or hunting me down with pitchforks. I stayed in the damn chair. It was my mask.

Until Embry’s mother had to tell her son the truth. He was angry understandably. He wanted to tell the Pack. He wanted justice for his mother. He had no idea how much control I had over them at the time. None of them did.

There was one thing Embry wanted more than justice for his mother though. He wanted Bella Swan. Rather than order my son’s silence I bought it.

I had my eye on that leech whore from the moment I saw her with Edward Cullen in her yard. Trouble, she was and trouble she would bring. I honestly thought the Cullen boy had claimed her and taken her the night she was left in the woods. I would have been upset. Quite frankly as many times as I visited Charlie and saw her flitting around the house, I realized I wanted to fuck her. Then she got herself in trouble. She needed my pack’s protection. She got it.

I explained to Embry exactly what my role was. I forbid him from thinking on it when phased. Still angry about his mother, he agreed to silence by my promise that I could mark Bella Swan and she would be his. I had no intention of this. I planned to mark the little tease and keep her for myself. Perhaps allow other unimprinted pack members to have her when they needed calming. Everyone loved her. Everyone wanted her. Something about her just drew people in.

The night after the battle I had her.

She would come to me for help. She would feel the pull to me. I would explain the savageness of my wolf and how it was all a great accident. I would apologize profusely. Offer to kill myself. And like Emily did to Sam she would fall in love with me.

Perhaps an imprint was needed. Perhaps I injured her too greatly. Either way she escaped.

Embry was furious but he could not exactly go to his pack brothers and say he had been promised Bella Swan, knowing she would be attacked by me. I made sure after Bella disappeared that he wasn’t even allowed to speak of what he knew as a wolf.

Then she returned with my daughter.

My daughter. I would let her stay with Jacob for now. There was no hurry. After the battle several of my wolves would surely be dead. I had a feeling the leeches would try to spare her and it would be their undoing.

Then she would be mine. The spirits had blessed me with her. A child conceived on tribal land during a marking. She would bear strong children. She would stay young. She would be perfect.

A perfect companion for my bed to carry on my line. Embry and Jacob were strong but both flawed by their obsession with Bella Swan.

My phone rang. I looked at caller ID and saw it was… Bella?

“Hello?

“Hello. My name is Marcus. Am I speaking to William Black?”

“You are…”

“Mr. Black I am trying to get everything arranged for your stay with us and was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?”

“Who the hell is this?”

“I told you I am Marcus. Now when you are laid back and chained to a concrete bed having your intestines unwound slowly would you prefer a mirror above you so you can see exactly what is being done or something more artistic. A mural perhaps? We have many excellent artists in Italy as I’m sure even a backwoods idiot like yourself knows.”

“You threaten me…” These monsters!

“I see. A mirror it is. Excellent choice. Next question, when you are being raped, would you prefer Carlisle Cullen to enter you from behind and Edward Cullen from the front or vice versa. I’m not sure if either are gay but I suspect young Edward. Regardless we have a vampire that can make any man sexually excited no matter the circumstances. I could offer Emmett Cullen perhaps? I would say Jasper Hale but he would most likely kill you and we can’t have that for the next ten or so years can we?”

My blood ran cold. Of all the arrogant… I said nothing. I would hang up.

“How about we have them switch off every couple hours? You may want to lube your anal passage before we capture you. We do not offer lubrications to prisoners here. Now my last question is less of a choice and more informative. I am trying to buy an animal to shred your skin over and over for years. Would you say a large wolf such as you turn into would resemble the claw marks of a Tiger or a Lion? It is important that I get this right. It is very important to me that you feel everything Isabella felt and more. So what do you think? Is a fully grown Lion to large?”

“You fucking bastard.”

“Exactly my thought. How can a lion be too large in this situation? Thank you for your help Mr. Black. I look forward to seeing you in thirteen… no, international date line… how many hours ahead… well let’s just say twelve or so days. Have a restful evening. There aren’t many left for you.”

The call ended. Those fucking bastards. I was shaking. No. I would not phase in response to a leeches verbal threats from across the ocean.

I think it was time Dani learned exactly who she belonged to. She would learn that she would die for me if needed.

She would also learn to kill for me.

I dialed Sam and got his machine.

“Pick up the phone Uley. Don’t make me come over there.”

“Hello?”

Sam did not sound good. “Did I catch you at a bad time Beta?”

“My wife left me because of you Black. She took my youngest son and left. Not a word. She was gone when I came back from the Hall. The sad thing is I am glad. I only wish she would have taken both my children. But you wouldn’t allow that would you?”

“Sam I didn’t call to listen to you cry. You marked a woman before. Find another one and do it always have Leah for back up correct? You have strung her along for years, give the girl a chance. I have a task for you to complete. You are to call Renee Dwyer in New York. You have the number, yes? If not you can call the building. You will tell her that Paul LaHote shot Bella in front of Dani and took her. Dani ran to you in fear, since the two Fork’s officers were killed. Renee needs to come at once to La Push to collect her granddaughter. You don’t know who to trust so she must keep this quiet.”

“Why would I do that?” he asked quietly, dread filling his shaky voice.

“Because Renee is a loose end. Dani will live the remainder of her life in La Push. I can’t have anyone taking legal guardianship of her. Bella was law enforcement. Her disappearance will not be swept aside. Dani cannot hide forever. After we take out the leeches, Jacob will step forward as Dani’s father and she will be a member of this tribe.”

“You plan to kill Renee you sick bastard?”

“Of course not. Dani needs to learn who she belongs to. Dani will kill her.”

Bella POV

I was lost. The pain… the pain was nothing. For 16 years I had been told to prepare myself for unimaginable pain. Out of respect I did not disagree.

This pain was not unimaginable. This pain was nothing. Did I scream? Yes. Screaming was therapeutic. Chelsea taught me that.

She also taught me to hold on to my memories. I did that. Now I was stuck and the real pain began. A rolling tape running through my mind. Every memory started in one moment. On the ground in that damn forest. I couldn’t think about what happened before I tasted that soggy dirt. His hair mixed with mine. That should have been a clue. The rest of the pack had short hair.

My back sliced open.

That laugh.

The pain. Not just my back. The pain… there. Didn’t he know I was a virgin? Why was this happening to me? What did I do? What did I do?

Billy Black’s face telling me to stay away from somebody. Who was it? Who was I supposed to stay away from?

I was shot. Wolves. The twins. They could have killed somebody. Not me. Who else was there?

Dani.

16 hours of pain. 16 hours of labor. I wanted to die. Renee was with me. My mother. Someone else was there. Renee left for a while. She went to eat. Who…

Aro. Master Aro and Mistress Sulpicia. She held my hand and fed me ice chips. The labor never ended. I didn’t want this child. Why did I do this? Why did I have her?

I nearly bled to death after she arrived.

When I saw her I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw her out the window. That skin. That hair. She was his.

She was his.

Dani was five years old when she first asked me why she didn’t have a daddy. I had a panic attack. I scratched my face hard enough to draw blood.

Paul LaHote. Calling me leech lover.

Paul. Police station. Telling me I deserved it. Telling me he would have raped me. He thought I should be a pack whore. Those fucking bastards. All of them.

Jacob. Jacob Black. He tried to kiss me. Why? Why did they all think I belonged to them?

My wounds. The woman I named Dani after. A nurse. Her name was Danielle. I thought it was so beautiful.

She cleaned my wounds. The material from the bandages had gotten into my cuts. She had to scrub them. I screamed.

Screaming is therapeutic.

Master Aro. He offered me life. My angel. At my darkest hour he was there.

“Jane!” I screamed. My throat hurt. I’m not exactly how loud that actually was.

There. Her tiny hand. The girl over a thousand years old I gave myself too willingly. The only person I ever gave myself to willingly. I saw her torture a vampire on my first trip to Volterra. Master Aro wanted me to see. I couldn’t look at the vampire on the ground. Instead I was mesmerized by her eyes and the rage I saw in them. Pure hatred. Not at the vampire though. It just was. She never touched men.

A bedroom. Her bedroom. We were naked. She touched my scars. She kissed them. She wasn’t afraid to touch me. I touched her.

I felt loved.

Master Caius told me to get over my past. Move ahead. Mistress Athenodora threw him across the chamber floor.

He apologized.

When was that?

Oh my God the pain of labor. Even giving birth he still tortured me, as if he was there making sure that I experienced as much physical pain as I could before he was done with me.

There was a rock. Under my right hip. It was small but bit into me when he was on top.

My hair was cut so the nurse could treat the infected cuts on my neck. It was never as full again.

Somebody shot me. I had a vest on. It hurt still. I was shot again. I could see my insides. My Jane. She bit me.

The burning. I noticed the burning now. If I could just focus on this pain I would be fine. No more memories.

Master Aro offered to find a surgeon to remove my scars.

I told him no. I would carry them. I wanted to forget. I thought.

I didn’t want to forget. I wanted his blood. I want his people’s blood. Every damn one of those motherfuckers.

Paul.

“I wish it was me. I wish I was the one who raped your worthless ass. Trust me if I had you would have known exactly who did it to you. Right before I slaughtered you.”

“You were fucking asking for it.”

I drove into a battle. The red head. I should have stayed back. But they could die. I would slice my arm. One would take me but they would be safe.

They would be safe. What about me? I didn’t ask for this. Why were they even after me?

Billy Black shot my father. Master Aro said so.

How much longer? How much longer before I could move? I tried to open my eyes. They wouldn’t. I tried to sit up. I was pushed back down. Jane whispered in my ear.

“Lay my love. Just lay. Soon. It will be over soon.”

It will never be over.

Maybe. If I could kill them all, maybe… I was becoming a vampire right? Isn’t that why I was here? Jane is a vampire right?

Master Aro. A beach. A razor blade.

A ruby cut in a V pattern.

You are one of us. You are strong. Forever. Mistress Sulpicia.

You are dead Paul LaHote.

Who was the one who said that? He was so large… Felix.

Corin tried so hard to make me feel joy with her gift. Nothing worked.

Nothing worked. I was invincible.

Billy Black.

Quileute tribe. La Push. They have to burn. I want them to burn. Sam found me in the woods. Did he rape me too?

Wait. Billy Black.

I had to kill. I had to destroy. It didn’t matter. Women, children. They have to die. I will wipe out the entire race. His child. Where was she? I gave her everything and she wanted more. Just like him. He wanted what he couldn’t have so he took it.

Where was she?

Are you a vampire whore?

No. Wolf whore apparently daughter. Ask your father.

Billy Black.

“It will end soon. Everyone should prepare.”

Prepare what? Was that Renata? She was my friend. Right? Where was I? What the fuck was going on?

Billy Black.

I would burn La Push. I just needed to get up. I could almost smell the burning bodies. Was I supposed to be on fire? I couldn’t remember.

La Push. It’s La Push baby.

What the hell was that?

La Push would die. I would kill them all. There would be no mercy. I was given none. Neither would they.

My family. I had a family. Right? Yes. I could feel them.

“Her heart is slowing down.”

Heart? I had no heart. Let it stop. I didn’t need it. All I needed was to get up. I needed to kill. Souls are overrated Dani.

Something happened.

I don’t think I was burning anymore.

“Bella? My love?”

“Daughter can you open your eyes?” Mistress Sulpicia.

I could open my eyes.

Light. Sights I had never imagined. I could see the dust particles in the air. Not just the dust but the shape of the particles.

I was standing. Surrounded.

Looking around I saw it was my family. My fathers, my mothers, my brothers and sisters. My . My love.

“Bella? Do you know what has happened?” Master Aro asked me.

“Yes. I am invincible.”

A chuckle. Master Caius. He was smiling.

“Bella?”

I looked at my love.

“Look my Bella. Look at your back.”

She had a mirror by her. I approached it slowly and turned. I was wearing an open back dress. I never wore these.

I turned and looked behind me.

“Your scars are gone my love.” Jane whispered.

“No. They aren’t. They will always be there.” I told her honestly.

“Darling Isabella, we have much to discuss. Black is still in La Push. We were unable to bring him at this time. I will explain but you need to feed first.” Master Caius told me.

“I don’t mind Master Caius. I have to go back to La Push. I have to kill them all. Make sure they are all dead.” I told him calmly.

Master Marcus stood in front of me and smiled. He seemed sad, even when smiling.

“Dear there is a slight problem. They have Dani.”

“Who is Dani?” I asked, confused.

I looked once more at the mirror and smiled. Then I screamed.

It was therapeutic.