Title: On the Sixth Day of Christmas, My Brother Gave to Me… (Lemonade)
Fandoms: Twilight/The Vampire Diaries
Pairing: Bella/Damon
Genre: I can’t even.
Word Count: 1729 words
Rating: Mature
Published: 2015
“I’m just checking in,” Stefan’s voice sounded on the phone. “The weather and all.”
“Oh yeah, the weather,” Damon replied mockingly. “Thanks, for that. And the present in the closet.”
“She was meant for Bella!” Stefan’s voice sounded panicked. “I thought you were going to have her transition!”
“Bye!!” Damon laughed as he disconnected the call. His brother was so easily fooled. Of course the human was for Bella. What was he, stupid?
.~.~.~.
“Well, isn’t this grand,” Damon said, his voice thick with disdain as he looked out of the window. “Brother gifts us a weekend away and on the last day we get this weather. There’s no way that I’ll be taking you home now.”
“Good,” Bella pulled Damon away from the window and kissed him, hard. “More uninterrupted fun times for us.”
“Oh, aren’t you the sassy minx,” he winked at her as he buried his hands in her hair and responded to her kiss. He loved the feeling of her naked body against hers, how she tried to climb into him, disappear into him. Damon was well aware of the reasons though; she was still being haunted by the Cold Ones even though they had taken care of them a couple of months ago.
It had been Stefan’s bright idea to take her to the cabin and spend some quality time with her, having fun and enjoying her company and the distraction had worked. She felt safe.
Damon had always known that she was an exhibitionist at heart, and she and him hadn’t worn clothes since the moment they had stepped into the cabin. The bar was heavily stocked on booze – mainly for him to make sure he wouldn’t take a bite out of her – and there was food aplenty, so maybe Stefan knew about the weather forecast. Either that, or he had ordered it by special delivery. Had Bonnie cast a spell or something.
He was also fully aware of the compelled human hiding in the closet, but hadn’t alerted Bella to her as he didn’t want to compromise her sense of security. Safety. “I have an idea,” he muttered as he allowed himself to be pulled down to the cozy rug in front of the fire. “Before we lose ourselves again… I have an idea.”
“I don’t want to hear it,” she said as she straddled his waist and sat on top of him. She was wet for him, he could feel it. He could smell her arousal. Hell, even Stefan would be able to smell her arousal if they’d open a window, it was that potent.
“I think you would love to hear this idea,” he said with a groan as she scraped her teeth along the vein of his neck. “How would you feel if you’d become like me? Strong enough to fight off anyone who’s after you?”
“No one will come after me, you, Stefan and Bonnie got rid of my pursuers.”
“Yes, but don’t you feel like you want to take some revenge of your own? What if another one strolls into town? What if I am not around to save your beautiful ass?”
Bella sat up and eyed him. “Are you telling me that you’re expecting more trouble and you want me to be able to take care of it myself?”
“Yes.”
“Asshole.”
He laughed at that and pulled her down for a kiss. “You know I’m right.”
“Of course you’re right,” she replied as she smacked him on the chest. “But you’re implying that you want to turn me so I can clean up my own mess, and I don’t think that’s the best reason to turn someone. Because, you know, I’ll stick around like… forever.”
His hands cupped her breasts and teased her nipples, causing her to moan. “What’s so bad about that?” Damon asked in barely a whisper. “Maybe I’d like you to stick around. Like… forever.”
“Do you?”
“Do you?”
.~.~.~.
She couldn’t believe he had actually done it. That they had actually done it. Not the sex part, that was standard, although this time it was mind blowingly fantastic, the best session of the entire weekend, but he actually fed her his blood and killed her on the height of her orgasm.
How mean.
“At least you went out on a high note,” Damon grinned as he watched Bella wake up, and how dark clouds seemingly appeared above her head. “You can’t disagree on that.”
“You owe me an orgasm,” she noted as she looked at him. “That wasn’t fair.”
“But it was fun,” he grinned and kissed her. “Are you hungry? Because you know… Stefan hid a little surprise inside the house and I want you to go and find it.”
“A surprise?”
“Yep, go and find it,” Damon pulled her up and slapped her ass as she left the bed. “And bring it back here!” He loved to see her without clothes. Maybe they could make it a regular thing at home, but then again, he didn’t want Stefan to see Bella like this; comfortable in her own skin. Her gorgeous body with her swaying hips and her beautiful rounded breasts.
It didn’t take Bella long to find the human girl and the confused look on her face was hilarious as she brought the girl back. “Why would Stefan hide a human here? To annoy you?”
“Nah,” Damon said, pulling the girl onto the bed, sprawling her out so that both he and Bella would have access to her. “And look at that, she’s naked too!”
“She could do with a bath,” Bella muttered as she looked at the girl, who was very compliant. She was beautiful, too. Gorgeous. Bella had always known she was also attracted to the same sex, but never really realized just how much. “What’s your name?”
“Jessica.”
“Go take a shower, Jessica, then you can come and join us in bed,” Damon said as he compelled the girl. “It’ll be fun.”
Jessica got up again and walked to the bathroom. The moment the shower turned on, Bella was on the bed, on top of Damon and kissed him tenderly. “Will she be my transition snack?”
“Are you hungry?” Damon asked playfully as he stared into Bella’s beautiful big brown eyes. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m okay, I thought it would be strange or an out of body experience, but so far, I feel great. I know that I need human blood to make it stick and all, but… I think I can get used to this.”
“Good,” Damon smirked. “But we’re not going to tell Stefan. We’re going to wait out this blizzard.”
“Agreed,” Bella playfully twisted his nipple, causing Damon to hiss. “Too much fun to be had.”
“So many new things to try…”
Bella was just about ready to burst when Jessica climbed back on to the bed, forcing Bella and Damon to separate. Strangely enough, she assumed the same position that Damon had forced her in before her shower; arms and legs spread out, all access to her body.
While it was very tempting to take advantage of the girl, give her pleasure in more ways than one, having Damon to tell her to participate, Bella had to draw the line there. There was no way in hell that she was going to have sex with someone who couldn’t consent to something, but she didn’t mind draining the girl of all of her blood.
Licking her lips, she dove straight at Jessica’s jugular, burying her teeth deep inside the girl’s neck and started to drink her blood. Unconsciously, Bella’s hand travelled up the girl’s body, squeezing her breasts as if she was trying to pump more blood out of her body and she thought she could hear Damon moan. Temporarily distracted, Bella looked up from her food and saw him with his cock in his hand, watching her and Jessica with darkened eyes. “You’re such a perv,” Bella noted before she continued to feed from her.
“Oh, but you have no idea how sexy you look right now…”
When Jessica’s heart beat had significantly slowed down, she stopped to look at him. “Would you like some? She’s really nice.”
Damon was conflicted. Yes, he was hungry, but he also had a desire to finish himself off. A big smile appeared on his face as he let go of himself and joined Bella on the bed, pushing her over and moving her a little so he had the space that he needed and access to the fading Jessica. Her heart was going to give out soon and the blood going to waste? That would be such a pity.
Grinning, he plunged deeply inside of Bella, causing her to moan loudly because of the new sensation. Damon knew that all of her nerve endings would be on fire and everything was heightened, she’d learn how to tune out and control everything in time, but for now, everything came at her in high definition audio and feelings.
After a few thrusts, he took Jessica’s arm and bit down on it, his eyes locked at Bella’s as he circled his hips a few times. Bella was making these tiny noises of pleasure and he was going to make her scream in just a little bit, but for now, he was taking things long and slow. They both were teetering on the edge already, but playing with fire was always nice.
He only had a few sips when Jessica’s heart gave out and stopped beating, turning the remaining blood immediately undesirable. With a push, he pushed the limp body off the bed and returned his full attention to Bella. “You’re right, she was tasty.”
“Hmm,” Bella tried to claw at his back to pull him closer, but she had lost all sense of reality then. She was high on blood and hormones, the best combination ever.
Playing with fire was fun, but he didn’t want to cause the both of them pain either, and frankly, he was ready to blow. He picked up the pace of his thrusts and nuzzled her neck, only to be surprised by how quickly Bella grabbed his hair, pulled his head to the side and sunk her teeth into his neck. Needless to say, he came, hard, and she followed soon after he had collected himself enough to bite her in return.
Best. Weekend. Ever.
Title: On the Seventh Day of Christmas, My True Love Gave To Me… (Seven Heads A-Rolling)
Fandoms: Twilight/The Originals
Pairing: Bella/Kol
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 5553 words
Rating: PG13
Published: 2015
She was supposed to be turned for Christmas. She was going to be turned at Christmas, no matter how this was going to end, she was going to turn. Her lover had insisted in her ingesting some of his blood when she left, and she was sure he had slipped some in her coffee as well on her way to the airport. Sure, he could have turned her before she left, but there wasn’t a lot of time. It was just a matter of time before her ex-boyfriend would start to pick off all the humans in town and she was sent to assess the situation.
Why? Because she had saved him once already, despite being dumped by him. Being emotionally abused by all of them and being on someone’s shitlist because of them. His family were a bunch of wusses, keeping tabs on him with his gifts, but he had apparently lost it. If she wasn’t going to be able to get through to him, they were going to have to destroy him.
She hated to trade the warmer climate of New Orleans for something as cold as Forks; she hated it, but she had to return. It was strange to be the human Calvary, why couldn’t they have waited a few days longer? Was it that bad? On top of that, why had it to be her?
As she was walking down the snowy path towards the cabin Edward was in, Bella couldn’t help but wonder if she had been called because she was human. Everything that Edward was supposed to honor, to protect. Feeding on humans wasn’t the way Carlisle had taught him, but didn’t they forget Edward had fed on humans in the past? Not that it mattered. She was going to have it her way anyway. But no one needed to know.
A nearby snarl had her spooked for a second before she saw that it was Seth, still tall and awkward moving, but she’d recognize his sand-colored fur everywhere. It was Jacob, however, who blocked her path towards the cabin. The giant russet wolf looked shaggier than she remembered and she had to smile. “You should cut your hair, Jake.”
The wolf snorted and kept blocking her way as she tried to go around him.
Bella grabbed him by his fur and tugged him down. She was surprised Jake let her. “Look, I’m going in, no matter how. If you’re so worried about this entire situation, you should have done something about it so they wouldn’t have called me. So that they wouldn’t have interrupted my new life!”
The Wolf scowled before nudging her with his nose, away from the cabin.
“No,” she said with a growl. “You will not stop me. I’ll be fine.”
Jake huffed then, and Bella could clearly see some eye rolling going on.
“Jacob, I’ll be okay. I promise. I’m here to clean up your mess. Oh, don’t give me that look. It’s your mess alright. You should have done something about it the moment they started to cause trouble, cause harm, no matter what I have said or how badly you didn’t want me to get hurt in the process.” She swatted his nose. “Your fault. Your mess. I’m going to make sure things will smooth over because even though the Cullens are wusses for not immediately destroying their favorite son, you’re a bunch of pansies.”
Bella took a lot of pride in making the wolf huff, shake his head and take a step aside so she could continue her way down the snowy path. Her time with her new family had done her great, whereas the Cullens tore her down, her new family was all about building up her confidence without actually doing such. When Mikaelsons surrounded you, all you could do was build your confidence and safeguard your ego.
Granted, they were quite the functional dysfunctional family, but she loved it. She loved all of them, and she loved her boyfriend. They had met in Mystic Falls, and he was completely out of it, or so Bella thought, at first. Turned out, he liked to have fun and didn’t mind playing with his food or enemies. She had liked the spark in him, the idea of not appearing to have a care in the world. The idea of hating, or loving, something as passionately as he did, was intoxicating, enticing.
He somehow seemed to sense her discomfort around vampires, and, if he wasn’t running around throwing wrenches in everyone’s plan, he made sure she saw how alike they were. Vampire or not, he still liked to have fun. He liked to do human stuff, have decent food, drinks… He loved music; it was the one thing he couldn’t stop talking about. Music. How much it had evolved over the years, but also hadn’t. How catchy some tunes are and that he preferred something else. As long as it was good.
He had wooed her, and it was because of him that she quit her job at the bookstore and moved to New Orleans with him when his entire family did. He had made sure she was in a beautiful apartment and had witches set up protection spells for her own sake; in case the Cullens came looking but also because she was now a part of the Mikaelson family. While the name would provide her protection, it could also cause her grief – their list of enemies was quite extensive.
Over the past four years, his brother had come close to either killing him or putting a dagger in him to shut him up for quite some time. But mostly thanks to her and her relationship with her brother in law Klaus, Kol was still walking around, and she had never felt more safe or happier.
Loved.
When she arrived at the cabin, she took a moment to collect herself, make sure she was in one piece and not with a shattered mind. Not that Edward could read her thoughts anyway, but for her own peace of mind. Make sure she had all her ducks in a row before she’d walk into a cabin where death awaited her for certain. But with Kol’s blood in her system, she’d turn. That was part one of the revenge; Edward would kill her, and it’d turn her into the thing he didn’t want for her.
She hoped, though, that she didn’t have to die. That Edward would see the light and revert, it all depended on how bad he was, but she didn’t want to die alone. She didn’t want to have to transition all by herself. Not on Christmas. No. She sighed deeply and shook her head. Kol had a weird way of showing her how much he loved her.
Although, come to think of it, she hadn’t made it easy on him, either. After Jasper had found her and informed her of what was going on, and begged her to come and have a look for herself in the hopes of guiding Edward back to the vegetarian path, Kol flat out refused. It was her own determination and idiocy that had brought herself in this situation.
Sometimes, she was her own worst enemy, and she shouldn’t complain. Where the continued existence of the Cullens was the wolf pack’s fault, her being in this situation was entirely hers.
She took another deep breath and knocked on the door. If it hadn’t been for this situation, the whole area, the cabin and the snow and the woods, looked picturesque, cozy. Somewhere she’d have liked to drag Kol off to for an entire weekend; just the two of them. He’d probably get bored after one day, though. Sometimes being with Kol was like herding cats. A cabin in the woods would be too quiet for him to endure for longer than a day and he’d insist on going to the nearest town and compel a few people for their entertainment.
With a small smile plastered on her face, she opened the door and made her way into the cabin and tried not to throw up. The smell of decomposition merrily greeted her. It was as if she was walking against a wall of rotten eggs, knocking her off balance for a few good seconds. Flies happily greeted her, hitting her in the face as she tried to walk deeper inside Edward’s den, carefully stepping over any corpse she’d encounter.
The bodies were in various stages of decomposition, in various states of dress and mostly missing limbs here and there. There was a head mounted on one of the antlers of the deer head that was mounted on the wall, the blood of the head having dripped all over the deer’s face and nose and it was dry. It made Bambi look like a stone cold killer.
It was dark, so while she tried to avoid any bodies or tried to avoid stepping into one of the deceased, she had a hard time navigating. It was that the deer head had been in a sliver of light cast through the slightly open curtains near the door, but other than that, Edward didn’t need any light to move around. But Bella did. She wasn’t even sure where she was going.
It was good that it was dark; it saved her from recognizing the bodies. For all she knew, Edward could have gone for her loved ones. Her friends. He hadn’t gone for Charlie – yet, she had spoken to him briefly this morning. She told him to go to the reservation with Sue, only to hear that he was already there.
The hallway forced her to turn a corner, and her hand that had been guiding her along the wall slipped into something wet and sticky. She prayed it was blood and not feces or other bodily fluids. Blood she could live with. Other things, not so much. “Dammit, Edward! Does it hurt to turn on some lights?!” She called out to the seemingly empty cabin. She knew he was there. She could feel his presence, somehow. It was familiar.
The moment she had spoken the words, lights went on, showing the full extent of Edward’s carnage. He had put up a barricade of bodies at the entrance to the main area of the cabin; she recognized Lauren and her father, but only barely. She wasn’t quite sure where the lower parts of their bodies were. Looking down at her feet, she realized she’d been wading through blood, feces and small body parts such as eyes and hair; it was now sticking to her snowboots, and it sickened her. Sure, she was slightly desensitized to all of these parts due to her being around Kol and Klaus with their lovely mood swings, but at least, they were decent enough to either clean up after themselves or keep her out of it. Some bodies looked as if they had been here for weeks. “And does it kill you to clean up after yourself?!”
Taking a deep breath, she started to push against the wall of bodies so she could get in further. “I thought you were a vegetarian, Edward, what happened?” She didn’t like getting the silent treatment, so after a few minutes of pushing the wall of bodies out of the way, she continued. “Answer me!”
“Why are you here, Bella?” His voice sounded strangely normal, not as if he had fallen off the wagon, not at all like a deranged lunatic. But then again, he used to be great in having self-control. “Why did they send you?”
She couldn’t see him, but she knew he was near. “It’s Christmas. They expect a Christmas miracle,” she countered, looking around the den. Lightbulbs were covered with the skin of kidneys and lungs. Intestines were covering the frame of paintings, and the walls were covered in blood as if it was a new paint coat. “What have you done?”
“I think it’s pretty obvious what I’ve done.”
“I think it’s great what you’ve done to the place, to be honest,” she said as she stood in the middle of the den, looking around in appreciation. It was much like the stories she had heard from Klaus and Kol, how they used to go on benders like these and to leave it behind for Elijah to clean up or the authorities to find. “How’s your control?”
“I don’t care about my control. You need to leave.”
She hummed as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Something must have set you off, Edward. Can I see you?”
He let out a growl but didn’t move from his spot. “I don’t want to hurt you, Bella.”
“Yeah, you do.”
“I don’t,” he replied. “Which is why you have to leave, otherwise I will.”
“I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’re doing this. Have you seen the light? You realize Carlisle doesn’t know all the answers? That there’s a different way of living? The problem is, though, you can’t drink from a human without killing them or turning them. Not like other vampire species, but I can imagine the blood tastes better.”
“Bella.” Edward sounded pained. He didn’t want to hurt her, which came as a surprise to her.
“Tell me why, Edward.”
She ducked when the couch got lifted and flung at her and stepped aside after it bounced off the wall behind her. It narrowly missed her. “Hey!” She often had to duck to get out of harms way whenever Klaus got into one of his throwing glasses fits, but a couch? Wow. She turned to face Edward and sighed. “You’re a mess,” she approached him, but he took a step back.
His clothes were bloodied, some fresh blood but mostly dry. His face was remarkably clean and didn’t match the state of the rest of his appearance, but she figured he probably tried to clean himself up for her. His eyes were fiery red, but being well fed wouldn’t stop him from feeding more.
“I don’t want to live in a world where you’re not part of. I’ve tried everything over the last few years to get you out of my head, out of my system. Tried killing myself, but they save me. Time and time again. I don’t want to give them another choice. So. Leave.”
She just looked at him for a moment, trying to find the right words to respond to that, but she couldn’t. “Really?” She said, unimpressed. “All this because of me? God, Edward, you’re such a child!”
“Do not anger me, Bella!”
“Yeah, maybe I should,” she said as she started to walk towards him again. “Because you know what would give them the ultimate reason to destroy you? To kill me. Kill me, Edward. Kill the hurt out of your world. I’m not afraid. Kill me. There’s a pack of wolves right outside that door to tear you to pieces when needed. Do it.”
He moved to the other side of the den and with him briefly distracted; she found a shard of broken glass on the floor. Bella picked it up and turned around, walking back towards him. “You always said my blood smelled so good, that I was your singer,” she said calmly as she barely flinched as she cut her arm with the shard. “Have it.”
“Have you lost your mind?” Edward said panicked, rushing over to her, ripping her coat and tried to stem the bleeding, but his true face came out while he did it. “Bella…”
“Do it,” she said again. “You know they’ll only destroy you if you kill me. Otherwise, they’ll simply take you some place safe like Alaska, until you’ve come back to sanity. I’m offering myself, willingly. To help you,” she dropped the shard and caressed his cheek as she smiled at him. “I only want to help you to ease your pain; I’m alright with this. I promise.”
“You’re so calm; your heart isn’t even beating faster, I… I… Bella…”
She didn’t get the chance to reply as Edward dug his teeth deep into her neck, his venom irritating her skin as he drank from her. He pulled her body against his, crushing her bones as he kept drinking and she eventually lost consciousness.
.~.~.~.
Bella woke with a groan, but she felt comfortable and not wet. If Edward had left her on the floor, her clothes would have been soaked in blood. But they weren’t. Speaking of clothes, she was well aware that she had a change of clothes while she was out. She was on a bed, and everything was dark. She was thirsty, but not for water.
Someone was with her in the room, and it wasn’t Edward.
“Merry Christmas, darling,” Kol greeted her as he stepped into the little light that was in the room and tossed a compelled human onto the bed. “I brought you something nice.”
She eagerly grabbed the arm and bit in it, it was fascinating how easy this was, how natural. How great this felt, the taste of sweet, coppery goodness in her mouth. The sound of the person’s heartbeat could be felt drumming through her being and hearing it slow down. She stopped drinking and shuffled back on the bed, scared to kill the human blood bag before her eyes settled on her lover. “You followed me.”
“Of course,” he smirked, pulling the body off the bed and crawling on it himself, towards his Bella. “You honestly think I’d allow you to get killed and wake up in transition all by yourself? I’m just a bit bummed not to have seen him kill you, that would have been so… arousing.”
She huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest, looking at him with severe annoyance. “This is a lousy Christmas present, Kol.”
“Oh, but I’m not done, my pet,” he softly kissed her lips. “You see, I managed to persuade the wolves to keep an eye on the Cullens but not to kill them, not until you’ve had your hand in it. The last thing I heard was that Edward was culling a supermarket, would you like to come with me to use him as a punching bag?”
“Yes!” Bella cheered, flinging her arms around Kol and hugged him tightly. The newly acquired vampire strength and speed knocking the both of them off the bed, causing her to laugh. Grinning, she straddled him and kissed him tenderly as they were on the floor. “Merry Christmas.”
“As much as I’d love to have a quick romp with you now, darling, I think we should get you your revenge before Eddie dearest slaughters the entire town,” he said thoughtfully. “That’s my job. Not his.”
“We’re not going to kill anybody but them.”
He looked at her in shock. “Oops.”
“Starting now.”
“Oh, right,” he let out a sigh of relief and got to his feet before helping up as well. “Ready to see what you’re capable of doing now?”
“Oh yes,” she grinned and dusted herself off. “Thanks for bringing me a clean set of clothes.”
“That’s not all I brought, darling,” he said as he retrieved a daylight ring from his pocket. “You have to wear this unless you want to turn into a crispy critter the moment you set foot outside.”
“It’s daylight?” Bella said with a pout and then looked at him in mock shock. “You’re not going to ask me to marry you, are you? Not with that!”
“Funny,” he said as he put the ring on her finger, a hint of not being amused evident in his voice. “If I would even consider asking you to marry me, I would have brought a pricier ring, one that was worthy of you wearing it. This trinket is a necessity. Relax. Let’s do some killing. Snack on the way.”
.~.~.~.
She wondered if it always felt like this or if the heightened senses, emotions, would dull eventually. For now, she basked in Kol’s scent she had allowed herself to be enveloped with while they were in the car. It soothed her frazzled nerves; she could feel how her body was still changing. She was aware of it. She was aware of every heartbeat. Every breath she took, how her lungs worked as she took a breath. It was only his scent that calmed her enough not to be freaked out by it all.
This was what she wanted; she wanted to turn. In the last four years, Kol made sure she had every experience as a human. He had wanted to turn her from the get-go, but while she had always been desperate to be turned, she found herself somewhat agreeing to Edward. She’d been too young, too inexperienced, and she didn’t want to be stuck as a teenager for the rest of her immortal life. She needed some real, human, experiences. Get more perspective. Knew what she was getting herself into.
And it had been fun. And the time was right to turn. So she shouldn’t be freaked out by the fact she had turned. The Original vampires were more human than the Cold Ones. They could walk in daylight with a daylight ring and not sparkle. God, she’d hate it if she’d started to shine due to Edward’s venom.
“Just curious,” she said as Kol drove onto the supermarket’s parking lot. “Edward’s vampire venom wouldn’t have hurt me permanently, right?”
“You’re not a defective vampire,” Kol replied with a smile. “Everything works as it should be.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes.”
“Try to compel me.”
“Fine,” he said as he parked the car and turned to her. “Cluck like a chicken.” He hadn’t been able to compel her as a human, and there was a chance it wouldn’t work on her now that she was a vampire. Maybe her shield ability carried over; maybe it didn’t. If it didn’t, it’d certainly make things more interesting at the dinner table!
She snorted as a retort.
He was going to need to tell Niklaus about this. “See? Nothing wrong with you. Now, let’s beat up your ex-boyfriend,” he said as he got out of the car and was at her side in an instant to help her out as well. “Of course, get the canon fodder out of the shop first.”
“My hero,” she smiled at him and pecked him on the cheek.
“So while you do that, I’ll make sure he doesn’t have anywhere to go,” Kol smirked before running off. “Catch me if you can, darling!”
Edward had killed most of the shoppers, but Bella found a few hidden away and escorted them to safety. Kol had already kicked in the door to the office where Edward was hauled up, munching on the store manager and despite Edward being topped to the hilt with human blood, he was no real match for Kol, who easily grabbed him into a chokehold. “Oh, you were wrong, darling, he’s a pussy cat! He’s not even fighting me!”
“That’s because he wants to die,” Bella said as she walked into the office. She squatted down in front of Edward and smiled at him. “Hi, Eddie.”
“Impossible,” he said as he started to struggle against Kol’s hold. “This isn’t possible, get out of my head! I killed you!”
“Yes and did it make you feel any better?”
“No.”
“Good,” she got back to her feet and punched his face at full speed and strength. She was surprised the impact didn’t hurt her that much, and even if she had broken something, it was already healing. “I insisted in you killing me so that you’d turn me into the one thing you didn’t want me to become. And you were right, at the time, but not anymore.” She punched him again. “This will be the last time that I’ve come to Forks to deal with you and your family. I will not be used ever again.”
“He truly is one big slab of marble, isn’t he?” Kol said with a whine, wanting to have pieces breaking off of Edward as Bella kept hitting him. “You’re not even making a dent!”
“Yeah, well, not for a lack of trying,” she said as she rubbed her hand after a few sequential punches. “And it’s not making me feel any better either,” she sulked.
“What would make you feel better, Bella?”
Her face lit up like a Christmas tree. “Remove his head, throw it across the supermarket and then we’re going to find some flammable goods and set this store on fire to burn his body and those of those he killed. Can we? Please?”
He blinked at that. While he was no stranger to out of the box thinking and doing things that were over the top, for entertainment purposes and ego stroking only, he was a little surprised by Bella’s idea. Then again, she still had to learn to control her urges and right now, she was focusing on revenge and mayhem. Who was he to stop her? “Great idea.”
On the way out of the store, just about as they were going to set the whole place ablaze, Bella noticed an old friend, who was seemingly stabbed by something. “Jessica! Oh my god!” She rushed over and pressed against Jessica’s wound. “You’re going to be okay.”
“Bella?” Her voice sounded weak. Her heartbeat was so slow, and Bella was afraid that she was going to die. “Is that you? Thought you moved away…”
“I did, but you know me,” she looked up to Kol. “Can you save her?”
“Well, you can, too, you know,” Kol said as he squatted down in front of the two friends. “I think this would be an excellent opportunity for you to learn two things; that your blood can heal others and that you can make them forget things.”
Bella nodded as she followed Kol’s instructions. It was strange to bite her hand so that blood started to pool in it for Jessica to drink. What was even stranger was her ability to tell Jessica to forget all of this and go home. As if she was dazed, the girl walked out of the store and headed home.
When she looked at Kol, all she could see was pride on his face. “Well done, darling, I knew you were a natural at this!”
They drove away as the flames started to come out of the roof of the store, satisfied, Bella relaxed in the chair and directed Kol to the Cullen house. They both were curious as to whether or not they had to be invited in, Kol believed they didn’t have to as even though the Cullens did everything in their power to appear ‘alive,’ they were still dead. If the deed to the house was in one of their names, they were certainly able to get in uninvited.
Bella was all giddy by the time they reached the house and nearly bounced out of the car to retrieve the present they brought the family out of the trunk of the car. She tucked it underneath her arm and smiling widely, joined Kol as he climbed the stairs to the front door. Alice opened the door, her eyes widening in shock and disbelief. “Surprise! I’m still alive!” Bella called out before pushing Edward’s head into Alice’s arms and then ripping off Alice’s head.
“Oh, excellent move,” Kol grinned as he watched the body drop to the floor.
“I want all heads accounted for,” Bella told him as they stepped inside the house. Jasper came running at them but skidded to a halt when he saw Alice’s head in Bella’s hands. “Hi!” She threw Alice’s head at Jasper, who caught it.
“Bella, what are you doing?” He asked cautiously, knowing that a decapitated Cold One wasn’t the end of the world unless they’d burn. “This is my wife’s head.”
“And so quickly popped off her torso, too!” She had countered before she made her way to the living room where everyone else was. “Look at you, the Mighty Cullens in their castle. Leaving a human girl to deal with their favorite son. What could happen? With all your gifts and your natural gift of persuasion, couldn’t you keep him in check yourself? You wanted me dead, didn’t you? Why?”
“Of course, we didn’t want you dead, Bella,” Carlisle spoke quietly in an attempt to keep the Original vampire she brought along, calm. “But you had saved Edward before when we couldn’t, we merely believed that you could do it again.”
“And it had to be around Christmas, why?”
“Time was of the essence, Edward would have been destroyed by the wolves and—”
“Yes! Exactly! Asking me to take care of your problem didn’t get you anywhere. Instead, it got you more trouble,” she pointed at Kol, who was holding Edward’s head by a lock of his hair. “Edward’s taken care of, Alice’s taken care of. Who’s next?”
Kol placed Edward’s head on the coffee table and decided to pick a fight with Carlisle. It felt strangely arousing to see him fight the Cold One, but Carlisle wasn’t much of a challenge. However, when Carlisle managed to hit Kol in the jaw, Bella felt a rage bubble up inside of her, and she wanted to fight too. Not Jasper. She wasn’t going to fight him, or Emmett, as she’d certainly lose.
Instead, she pushed herself off and launched herself at Rosalie, tugging on her hair as she started to kick her. She’d been waiting a very long time for this. She never liked Rosalie and Rosalie never liked her, but Bella was going to take her down, one way or the other. It helped that Cold Ones didn’t get stronger as they progressed in age and Rosalie wasn’t much of a fighter.
She was tugging so hard on Rosalie’s hair that it decided to part with Rosalie’s skull, and Bella had to avoid the vampire venom leaking on her. “Ew, gross,” she let out before ripping off Rosalie’s arm. The Cold One was still too resisting to rip off her head as she had done with Alice. She looked over to Kol, who was now fighting both Emmett and Jasper and decided that he needed some help. “Catch!” She called out, throwing Rosalie’s arm at Kol to use it as a bat and he gratefully took advantage of it.
Rosalie threw Bella across the room before jumping on her, which gave Bella the best opportunity to rip off Rosalie’s head, despite being slightly dazed by hitting her head on the tiles. Pushing Rosalie away from her with her feet, she held on to her head and watched as the body flung away. Satisfied, Bella got up and started to arrange the heads for the final part of her revenge, and it was going to be so damn good.
Watching Kol fight, and win, was arousing. It was felt good to see the Cullens fall, one by one, and when he was done, she took the heads of Jasper and Emmett and had them join their family. When her little arrangement was complete, she took her phone and took a picture of it to send to Klaus. “Your brother is going to get a kick out of this,” she smirked up at Kol, who came to admire the display.
“This is a great Nativity scene, darling, well done.”
She rushed over to the Christmas tree to pull some tinsel off of it and put some on the Cullen heads before kissing Kol eagerly in front of them, her hands already roaming his body to get him out of his clothes. She wanted him. Now.
Making love to Kol while the Cullens watched was thrilling. She and Kol had done some experimenting in the last few years; threesomes, foursomes – hell, even a full blown orgy at the Burning Man festival two years ago, but this was positively the best feeling ever. She had gotten her revenge, and the prudest of prudes were watching them have the best sex ever. Her heightened senses made every touch feel as if it set her nerve endings on fire. Every hair on her body vibrated and sent waves of pleasure through her.
It was a delight to watch them try to avert their gaze as she came, hard.
“Well, that’s disgusting,” a voice suddenly sounded. The voice belonged to Jake, and he had witnessed their display of affection as well. Kol was on him within a blink, pushing her friend up against the wall by the throat. “Dude!”
“Don’t you ‘dude’ me, wolf,” Kol snarled as he looked over his shoulder. “Darling, are you hungry?”
“Famished,” she replied, and before Jake could respond, Kol had set him back down on his feet and Bella buried her teeth into his neck. She was aware that Jake was her friend, or was her friend, but if he had done his duty, she wouldn’t be in this mess. If it weren’t for him, Bella wouldn’t have been having the best day of her life so far. It was only fair that she’d drink from him too. His inactivity towards the Cullens had hurt her; he needed to pay.
“Merry Christmas, baby,” Kol murmured as he ran his fingers through her hair.
Title: On the Eighth Day of Christmas, My Sister-in-law Gave to Me… (A God of War)
Fandoms: Twilight/The Originals
Pairing: Bella/Klaus, Elijah/Jasper
Genre: I can’t even.
Word Count: 1538 words
Rating: PG13
Published: 2015
Bella took a sip of her glass of wine. “I feel sorry for Elijah,” she said as she looked at her lover, who was gently massaging her feet. She had really hit the jackpot with Klaus, he was a kind lover and a fierce warrior. Passionate and not afraid to show his soft side to her.
“Why is that, love?”
“Well, New Year’s Eve is coming up and he’s the only one who doesn’t have someone,” she pointed out. “The wish I had burned at Christmas still hasn’t come true, either.”
“Love, the burning of wishes is something silly. A family tradition,” he laughed. “I didn’t think you’d actually believe something like that.”
“Why not? You’re a magical family, even as vampires, one can hope that there’s a tiny bit of magic when you do something as ritualistic as that,” she countered as she took another sip of her wine. “My wish was for Elijah not to be alone anymore. It must be hard for him to see us together and Hayley with Jackson… he needs someone too.”
“What do you suggest?”
“I don’t know… set him up on a blind date?” Bella smiled. “Has he ever been on one? I mean, what are his sexual preferences? Do we know someone who’s compatible with him?” She pulled her legs away from Klaus and shifted, so she was on her knees, looking at him. “What interests does he have other than reading?”
“Every relationship he’s had with a woman has turned into an ultimate failure. It usually was so easy to divert his conquest’s attention to me.”
“Yeah, you’re mean like that. How dare you steal your brother’s girls.”
“Well, if they had truly been into him, they would have stayed with him, don’t you think?”
Bella was quiet for a moment as she thought. “True. Okay. Then maybe he doesn’t need a woman,” she grabbed her phone and got off the couch. “Elijah needs a chill pill shoved up his ass,” she muttered as she looked through her contacts.
“Love, what are you doing?”
“Shh! I’m thinking here!” She grabbed a pillow of a nearby chair and flung it at Klaus before she continued to scroll through her phone. “Elijah needs someone who is not tempted by you and not easily intimidated, but not too strong willed either, a gentle soul who is not afraid to kick some ass when needed… hmm…” she started pacing as she got lost in thought. “Someone who can loosen him up a bit… Yes! Got it!” She then turned to Klaus with a big smile on her face. “Leave this to me. I’m going to make sure Elijah gets the best date ever.”
.~.~.~.
Bella was on the way back from the airport after picking up Elijah’s date, when she nearly ran over a girl with the car as she seemingly came out of nowhere on the deserted road. “Holy fuck!” she slammed on her breaks and got out of the car to see if the girl was alright. “Did I hit you?”
“No.”
The girl smelled of alcohol and her blood smelled of drugs and she didn’t look too good. She was bleeding from somewhere. Grabbing the girl and dragging her in front of the headlights, Bella could see the true extent of the girl’s injuries. “My name is Bella, what’s yours?”
“Jessica. I got stabbed.”
“No shit,” she said as she pulled out the large shard of glass and bit her hand to feed the girl. “Drink up,” Bella pressed her hand against the girl’s mouth and made sure that she ingested some of the blood. “This blood will heal you,” Bella said as she looked into the girl’s eyes. “Do as I say, it’s New Year’s Eve. Go home. Clean yourself up and spend time with your family. And whatever trouble you’re in now, it’s over. Make something of your life.”
“Okay,” the girl wiped her mouth and nodded. “Thank you.”
She watched the girl stumble off and got back into the car. Bella sighed relieved as she started the car again. She looked at her guest and shrugged. “I help, when I can. I mean, Klaus and his family leave enough bodies around New Orleans, the least I can do is to help those in need.”
“I find that admirable,” her guest replied with a smile on their face. “You’ve always had a big heart.”
She smiled and nodded before driving off. As they passed Jessica, Bella could see that the girl was no longer stumbling, and having a steady pace towards the city. Relieved, she put her foot down so the car sped off. “We’re going to be late for your date.”
.~.~.~.
“Did he bring him home?” Bella peeked around Klaus as he looked over the courtyard. They had spent the evening with family, with Hayley and Jackson, while Elijah was out on his date. They had watched the fireworks and now she was anxious for Elijah to return, hoping that he brought back his date.
“Him?” Klaus turned to her in surprise. “You arranged my brother to be on a date with a man? Have you lost your mind?”
“Why? Is it that insulting to you that someone might have a different sexual orientation than your own?” She retorted defiantly. “Love is love, Klaus. And if I found the perfect match for your brother, you should be happy for him.” She pushed him inside the room and closed the blinds. “We’re not going to wait for him to return, you and I are going to have some fun of our own!”
“What did you have in mind, love?” Klaus smiled at her as he allowed himself to be backed up towards the bedroom. He loved it when she had this fire in her eyes, the need to prove him wrong. Whatever she had come up with for the both of them, he was certain it was going to be spectacular.
.~.~.~.
Bella gasped when Elijah brought his date to the breakfast table the following morning. “I knew it! I knew you two would hit it off!” She greeted them happily, hugging Elijah and the man he had spent the night with. “Happy New Year!”
“Happy New Year, Isabella,” Elijah replied kindly, a smile on his lips. “And thank you for Jasper. I never believed that he was exactly what I needed.”
“I’m happy,” Bella replied as she looked at Jasper. “And I’m so glad that this actually worked out.”
“So am I, darlin’,” Jasper winked at her. “He’s quite something alright. Last night we—”
“Ah! Don’t want to hear it, that’s between you two.” She pointed at an empty chair. “Sit! I know you don’t eat but please, don’t feel awkward about it. Klaus will be joining us soon.”
Klaus was fuming as he walked into the dining room a few minutes later. “A Cold One? A sodding Cold One? You set up my brother with not only a man, but with a Cold One? One of the ones who was responsible for your torment?”
“Niklaus, please, calm down,” Elijah said, quickly getting up from his chair to keep his angry brother away from Jasper. “We both know that Jasper is the one that needed to be saved. Isabella wanted—”
“I don’t care what she wants!” Klaus pushed his brother away and threw Jasper against the nearest wall before turning to Bella. “After all they’ve done to you, you’re still in contact with him? Love, he’ll only bring misery to you. To Elijah.”
“No, he won’t,” Bella crossed her arms over her chest. “You’re going to leave them alone. Give the both of them the chance to explore the side of them that they’ve just figured out.”
“Doesn’t it hurt you to see him again?”
“No.”
Klaus growled and leapt over the table to get to Jasper before ripping off his head. He threw the head at Elijah. “Happy Bloody New Year, brother,” he scowled.
They all looked at each other, in shock, with their own thoughts. Bella could understand where Klaus was coming from, he was only trying to protect Elijah because of what Jasper and his family had done to her, to safeguard him from harm. Klaus was angry, because Jasper had hurt Bella and despite her willingness to forgive, Klaus wasn’t a forgiving person.
In the end, they all understood why Klaus did what he did and Bella’s anger quickly turned into love. Love for her boyfriend. Love towards him, nothing but, because he was only doing the right thing. Elijah didn’t look too upset either. He was more confused than upset.
“I suppose we’ll need to clean this mess up,” Elijah spoke quietly. “How about we’ll have a bonfire tonight, using Mr. Whitlock’s body as kindle?”
“Burn wishes?” Bella smiled at him.
“As long as you don’t wish for Elijah to not to be alone anymore,” Klaus said with a grunt as he covered Jasper’s body with the table cloth and sat down to eat breakfast. “And next time, when you set him up for a blind date, let me approve of the man first.”
“Gotcha,” Bella smiled as she sat down again and popped a strawberry in her mouth. “Happy New Year, boys.”