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Kin and Kindred

Chapter 13

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to animegirlkiki for betaing.

Jack P.O.V

It was a week before thanksgiving and things had not been going so well as of late.
Right now the whole family plus Jake were in the living room. I was playing the new god of war game (On chaos mode!) while the others discussed the situation. The situation being Nessie. For a while now we had all noticed she had become more moody, temperamental, obnoxious, irritable and annoying.

You couldn't even sneeze around her without her snapping at you. No one was safe from her wrath, Esme had asked her if she wanted to bake cookies and she told Esme she didn't want to make any stupid cookies because she was the only one going to eat them. Then Jake joked he would eat some as well and she rounded on him calling him a greedy little glutton who eats all the food and stomped off.

It had slowly progressed to the point where she had just locked both Bella and Edward out of their own cabin. They tried for a whole hour to get her to let them in; even Jake could not convince her to open the door. They tried Carlisle, they tried Alice, they tried Esme, they tried Emmett, hell they even had Jasper try and use his power to calm her ass down.
"I just don't know what to do," Edward said, "She is so angry and upset by the littlest of things and I don't know why, she is just...angry."

I felt kind of bad for him. Sure he was a prissy, emo goody good with a stick up his ass but he looked so sad and helpless. Thank god I never have to worry about having kids, more trouble than their worth.

"What is wrong with her? Why is she like this?" Bella asked Carlisle.

"Well we have to remember she is a rapidly growing girl. Right now her body and mind are going through transformations for a normal human child takes years to go through. Add her vampire instincts and she is bound to be more than a little temperamental," Carlisle said.

"Temperamental? She's been almost as bad as Jack on one of his bad days," Rose said.

I took time from my game to flip her the bird.

"I try to talk to her but she bit me, and not in the playful kind of way," Jake said rubbing his back side.

"So bite her back," I said. Everyone looked at me scandalized. "What? Haven't you ever heard of corporal punishment?" I asked.

"Were going to enlist her in the army?" Emmett asked.

"No idiot, corporal punishment is giving a kid a smack on the ass when they misbehave," I said.

"We will never raise our hands to Nessie!" Edward growled at me.

"I'm not saying beat her bloody and raw, just a tap on the ass. Lets her know who is boss and solves her bratty attitude."

"That is not an option."

"Why not? I used to get an ass whooping when I was acting up," I said.

"Yeah, look how you turned out," Rose said.

"Point is I stopped what I was doing and started treating people more respectfully, pain is a good teacher you know."

"We are not going to spank her! She is a child and all she needs is love, attention and someone to talk to her," Bella said.

"Says the girl locked out of her own cabin," I said.

I went back to playing my game. I should have mentioned mom hit me if I deserved it or not. At least she only hit me when I deserved it, at least when she was sober; drunk she found any reason to hit me. It wasn't like they were going to turn into abusers, just spank her when she was giving them lip.

"Well something has to give, she tore up all her cloths because she thought the made her look fat. What kind of two year old worries about being fat?" Alice asked.

"She hit me on the leg when I patted her on the head," Emmett said.

"We have to get her to talk but I fear her anger will prevent her from having any good conversation," Jasper said.

"We can't yell at her, that won't help," Esme said.

"What we need is someone who is not afraid to tell Nessie the harsh truths," Edward said.

"Someone who is not whipped by her they won't cower at her wrath," Emmett said shooting Jake a grin.

"Someone who is not afraid of getting physical with her," Jake shot back.

"Someone who will not be broken by any tears she might shed," Alice said.

"Someone who won't cater to her every need," Rose said.

"Someone with a strong bond with her but won't let her push them around," Bella said.

Someone who is blunt and speaks his mind," Jasper said.

"Someone with zero empathy for the feelings of others," Carlisle said.

"Someone who is playing an extremely violent video game and is pretending not to hear us," Esme said.

I sighed and hit pause. I turned to the others and saw they were all looking at me. "Yeah, what ever. Real cute the little commentaries by the way."

"Please Jack, you have to talk to her," Bella said.

"Why me? You're her mother, you're her father, you're her imprint. If none of you can get through to her what hope do I have?" I asked.

"Because you and Nessie have a bond. You are the only child she has been around since she was born. You both know what it is like to be the child in the family. To be the weakest," Jasper said.

"Not so weak when I'm sucking the life out of someone," I said.

"The point is you're connection to her and you're…blunt attitude will help you communicate with her in a way that the rest of us cannot."

"So because the rest of you are too chicken shit to raise your voice to her I got to be the one to be the bad guy?" I asked.

"Exactly," Alice said with a smile.

I sighed. "Fine, I'll go talk to her." I paused my game and went to go to the cabin.

"Try not to swear at her!" Edward called.

"Yeah, yeah," I said loud enough for everyone to hear.

I walked leisurely too the cabin, it was raining out as it had been for the past few days. I reached the cabin; I could hear the sound of Nessie's heart beat and the sound of the T.V. I knocked on the door. No response. "Nessie!" I called. No answer. "Open the door!"

"Go away!" she shouted from inside.

"Look I would love to be inside killing the Olympian gods but I have to be trying to talk to you so let me in, I'm getting wet!"

"I said go away you butterfly loving freak!"

Alright enough of this. I brought my fist back and then brought it forward. The door fell over with a loud thud. I strolled in and saw Nessie looking at me with a scandalized looking face.
"Sorry about that," I said. I picked up the door and placed back in position. I'd let Edward fix it later, his house and all.

"What do you think you're doing in here? Get out!"

"Look kid, I am not going to sugar coat this. For a while now you have been nothing but a bitch and we're sick of your shit. Since I'm the only one who has the balls to do it they sent me to find out what the deal is with you," I said.

She strolled up to me, her face red with anger, her eyes flashed with something animistic and territorial. Her teeth were pulled back into a snarl. I had never seen her like this. Where was the sweet little angel who I once read a book about butterflies to? Where did this little monstrosity come from?

"Get out or else!" she snarled.

"Or else what? You going to bite my ankles?" I sneered at her.

She screamed in rage and launched herself at me, she was fast, so fast had I been a human I would more than likely have my face torn off right now. However I was a vampire and although her reflexes put a humans to shame mine were still a lot better than hers. I grabbed her and she thrashed in my hands. "I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" she seethed while she tried to scratch my face off.

"That is enough!" I screamed at her, "I have no idea what the hell your problem is but you need to get a clue!"

"Shut up! What do you know! You're just a sad little boy with issues."

I growled low in my throat. "And you're an ungrateful little brat who has the world handed to her with a loving family while the rest of us have to bleed to get half of what you have you selfish brat!"

She looked at me and the anger and violence disappeared to be replaced by a deep sorrowful face and her eyes filled with tears. She hid her eyes behind her hands. "You're right!"
Wow, that was a one eighty. One minute they are trying to kill you, the next their crying their eyes out. Women, am I right fellas?

"I just can't take it no more!" she screamed, tears still falling down her face.

"Take what? Nessie for god's sake talk to me, what's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't know, I just get these moods where I am so damn irritable and angry at everyone, then I get angry at myself for being mad at them, then that makes me madder at them for making me mad and it builds and builds and I can't take it any more!"

"What makes you so mad?" I placed her on the couch and sat with her, she leaned next to me, she had gained a few more inches, her head came above me elbow now and I let her rest it there.

"Everything, everyone. I get mad when Jake treats me like a kid and ruffles my hair, I get mad when Aunt Rose tries to take me shopping all the time and tries to buy me stuff instead of talking to me. She treats me like I'm a doll or something! I get mad at how Aunt Alice buys me clothes and expects me to wear it, she is such a tyrant! I am two years old I can pick my own clothes you know! I get mad at mom and dad because they won't let me meet other kids and I know I am growing up more quickly than them but I would like to meet other humans somewhat my age before I grow up! I get mad at grandpa Carlisle for always poking and prodding me like I'm a lab rat." she took a deep breath; I said nothing as I continued to let her rant.

I knew what it was like to have a lot of pressure in you. Pressure if not loosed comes out in a very explosive kind of way. I had to wonder why Edward hadn't heard all this? He was a telepath after all.

"And I know dad can't help it but I hate how he always reads my mind and the second I have a negative thought he either tries to make me feel better or chastises me for saying hell in my own head, it's my head you know I can say whatever I...I...I...damn well want! There I said it, it's not even the top three worst curses you know?"

Ah, I guess he has been trying to ignore her.

"Then he hears my thoughts and tries to talk and understand but none of them can understand. I feel like I am in a prison because I can't have a minute alone, someone has to be with me, or someone has to go with me when I hunt. I want to talk to them and try and get them to see my point of view but I have all these feelings and emotions and it makes me sick and I feel so horrible after I yell at them but they make me so mad and.....AGGGGHHHH!"

She let out a deep animal like growl. She sounded too much like a wolf, too much time with Jacob I would guess.

"It gets so hard, I get mad and I...I...want to hurt them. I imagine myself hurting them and....and...a part of me likes it." she hugged herself and she looked so lost.

"What do you mean?"

"I imagine myself biting them, I imagine myself.....ripping them apart."

"Oh Nessie," I said. I ran my hand through her hair. "Can I tell you a secret? I mean I know it's pointless and I am sure your loud mouth father has told everyone. Loud mouthed bastard."

"What? What is it?" she asked.

"I sometimes imagine hurting them to....even you," I said. I know I probably tell her this but since we are sharing dark secrets. "Everyone thinks I have this new hunger under control, that I am losing the craving to drain someone of their animating force. But I haven't. Every day I have had to struggle with the urge to not kill something, to suck it dry. Sometimes I imagine killing our family. The people who took me in and love me, I imagine the power I would get from them, how easy it would be to just walk up to Rose, Carlisle, you're mother, one touch and poof. Their dust and I have their life swirling around in me like a fine cocktail."

I was going back to the dark place. That great and vast static room in my head I went to when I thought about killing. That nice happy place that I went to when I thought of my mother. That blissful Nirvana free from remorse and guilt. Where only instinct exists. Instinct is good. It never doubts, it never regrets, it lives above all else.

"And I think my god, I truly am I monster. After everything you all have done for me, after all the shit you put up with from me I still fantasize about killing you all...and I think how happy it would make me."

We were silent for a while. Only the sound of the T.V and the falling water droplets on the roof filled the room. I was already cursing myself for telling her this, she will probably run from the room any minute now and go running to her parents and tell them and everyone what a psycho freak I am.

"Finally someone who understands!" Nessie said wrapping me in a hug, "I mean how am I supposed to go to mom or dad and tell them I literally fantasize about ripping their heads off?"

"You do realize I imagine killing you too right?"

"That's okay, I think about killing you too! Don't you see? We can be the homicidal ones in the family!" she beamed at me.

Jesus Christ in a pogo stick what is wrong with this kid? Oh yeah, Edward is her dad.

"I guess that's a good thing," I said.

"It is. Oh Jack I am so glad you are in our family. I mean I'm sad you're stuck as a kid and all but if you weren't hear I wouldn't have a friend."

"Uh, what ab-"

"Jake is my imprint and the others are my kin. But you and me, we're kindred spirits see. We are both the odd balls in the family, we both have wild emotions and we can talk to everyone about everything. I can talk to you about stuff and you can talk to me about stuff and we don't have to worry about being judged."

"I guess you have a point," I said.

"But Jack, please you must tell me you're secret. How do you deal with such feelings and not work on them?" she asked.

"Well..."

Well Nessie I go to a place in my head that is like a vast empty space where no human emotion can touch me. Somehow that does not seem like the right thing to say to a kid.
"Well....imagine a box. Yes close your eyes and imagine a box."

She closed her eyes.

"Okay, now imagine all the anger, all the negative feelings that plague you is placed in the box."

She took a deep breath in and then out. "Okay. All in the box....hey kind of like Pandora's box."

"Exactly. All the evils that infect you are put in the box. Now take the box and place it in a closest."

"A closet?"

"An ocean, a hole whatever works."

"Okay a closet."

"Now whenever you feel to overwhelmed, imagine putting it all in the box, then in the closet and keep it in there like a dirty little secret."

"But Uncle Jasper says holding emotions in is bad for you," she said.

"That's because he's a pussy. Now when you are alone and no one can disturb you, take the box out of the closet, open it up and let all the anger and other bad feelings out."

"What do I do with it?" she asked.

"Whatever you want. You want to scream, scream. You want to write a nice long poem about how you feel go right on ahead. That's why I like to be alone when I am putting together a new display for my Butterflies."

"Uncle Emmett says it's because you have latent homosexual urges."

"Uncle Emmett got drunk and tried to fight a Grizzly Bear....or tried to have sex with it. It's an Irish thing."

"You know, you swear a lot and you say the most crude and spiteful things, but I wouldn't have you any other way Jack, except I wish you didn't want to kill me," she smiled.

"Hey, your dad wanted to kill your mom and that took them places."

We laughed. "Yeah, it sure did. So what if I start to get mad and I can't put the feelings in the box?"

"Then quietly and quickly leave the source of your ire and find someplace secluded to do it," I said.

"Okay, I can do this....I have to apologize now don't I?" she asked.

"It's the right thing to do. Nessie all they want is what is best for you, you are so precious to them, you're very existence is a miracle, such gifts are meant to be protected. But if they start pissing you off let them know. Talk to them, let them know how they make you feel."

"What if I make them mad?"

"You won't, just let them know how you feel and you will be okay," I said.

"Like how you do?"

"Yes, only with no cursing and a lot less smart ass. I'm the mean, cynical, pain in the ass. I won't share that." I smiled at her.

"Okay. But Jack, can you promise me something?"

"Sure."

"If I apologize, I want you to talk to Uncle Jasper or someone about your...urges." she whispered urges.

"Nessie, I do-"

"You said all they want is what is best for me right? Well it's true for you too. One of the benefits of being treated like a kid is adults say things in front of you they think you won't notice. Uncle Jasper is worried about you all the time, every moment of every day he worries about you. He wants you to be happy; he hates himself for what he did to you. Everything he does he does so you won't be alone and miserable like he was when he was a newborn. He wants to give you the life he never had before he met Aunt Alice. So please, talk to him, open up."
My throat felt tight, my stomach hurt, my eyes burned. Jasper said all that?

"I...I don't know if I can Nessie....I lost the ability to open up to people long ago."

When my drunk of a mother squashed any hope I had integrating with people.

"You talk to me just fine. If you want I will help you talk to them if you help me get my emotions under control," she said.

"Deal," I said, I got up and extended my hand, "Come on. Let's get this done."

"Okay...gosh this is going to be so hard," she said.

"Don't worry, I'll be there."

She smiled. "Thanks Jack."

I opened the door (which fell to the ground) and we headed for the house. I could feel the tension in her but I rubbed her hand to help calm her. I know how hard it is to apologize, especially when you know you did wrong. But you got to do what you got to do to make right with your family.

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Jasper P.O.V

Edward told us they were coming.
We used him to find out what was going on in the cabin. I felt a great sense of pride for what he had done. I knew about his hunger, we all knew. But I knew if I tried to talk to him about it he would clam up and deny it. He was so ashamed of himself for his desire. I could sense it. There were times when I thought it was about his mother but Edward told me what it really was.

I felt so bad for him. I knew what he was going through. The desire to kill any human I was within a mile of. I knew all too well the desire for sustenance. The shame of taking pleasure in an other's death. I wanted to talk to him but like I said he would instantly with draw.

It was a good idea, sending him to talk to Nessie. I knew they had a bond. A bond that allowed them to connect in ways she could not with us, nor he to me.
Edward wasn't thrilled with the idea. I had suggested days ago we have Jack talk to her but he said no. But after she locked him out of his house he agreed. So we all worked together to get Jack to go to the cabin. Edward eves dropped and filled us all in. Everyone felt shame for hurting Nessie like that.

We heard the doors opened and got ready for the soon to be waterworks. I could already smell the salty tears.
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Jack P.O.V

So Nessie apologized, she told everyone how she felt, she told them why she was mad, she told them all her feelings. There were lots of hugs and kisses. A real Doctor Phil moment.
"I'm so sorry I have been a brat," she said.

"It's okay sweetie, we promise we will try and give you more space. If we ever make you mad don't be afraid to tell us," Bella said.

"I will, I promise," she said.
She went up to Jacob and hugged him. "I am sorry I bit you." she said.

"Its okay squirt. We both know your little itty bitty baby teeth can't hurt me," Jake said.

"Jake," Bella sighed.

"Moron," Rose said.

"Idiot," Alice said.

"Tactless," Edward said.

Nessie's face had gone blank. She let go and headed out the room. "Ness, where are you going?" Jake asked.

"I have a box I have to fill and put in a closet in private," she said as she walked off.

"A box in a closet? Are you trying to scar her?" Edward hissed at me.

"Don't be such a pussy," I said.

He bristled in anger. "And you used foul language in front of her!"

"Dude, she is two, with the body of a six or seven year old and the mind of a college student. Maybe if you saw that instead of treating her like the age she is she would talk to you more," I said.

"Don't tell me how to-"

"Edward he is right," Bella said.

"Bella?!"

"Well maybe we should give her some more adult responsibilities, and give her more space. She is growing up fast and we need to adjust to that," she said.

"You're right," he growled. "It's just so frustrating, I am so new to this still and it seems like just when I am about to find a stable level with her she changes."

"We'll work through it," Bella smiled at him.

Edward smiled back and you could see the love and adoration....what a croc. I need me some god of war three; maybe killing some gods will put me in a better mood.

I went back to playing and felt someone watching me, I know it was Jasper. Nessie is right, I should talk with him. But like I said...I just don't know how.

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Maria P.O.V

I growled in frustration and the others trembled.
They knew how when I get like this someone winds up paying for it, whether they deserve it or not. Damn Jasper. Damn him for leaving, damn Peter for making him turn on me, damn that pixie girl and those freaks for corrupting him. God I missed the Jasper of old, now he was a real man, not this pathetic excuse for a vampire.

Things were not going well for me. Because that new coven wiped out Fernando's coven it ruined the delicate balance we had maintained all these years. The truce between the covens was strained at best. We did not want to share, we all wanted Mexico for ourselves. But we could not risk the Volturi coming back.

So after the last war we made our truces and treaties and drawed the lines. But we are territorial creatures and the more territory the more food for us. So we suffered the truce and waited, all knowing one day we would fight again, but in the mean time we gained firmer control of our territory and prepared our covens.

Then some new coven shows up and the war has started again. It won't be long before the Volturi show up. I have already begun making newborns again. But it is so much harder without Jasper to help. If I had him I could raise an army quickly and kill the others and claim the whole damn land for myself!

It was hard trying to train the newborns and fight off the other covens as well. Once Fernando's coven was eliminated the truce was over and we were back to fighting each other as well as the new coven. Even if we killed the newbies we would still fight. Still try to claim it all.

I need to end this now, before the Volturi return. I am too well known now for them not to seek my death.

I sent Alejandro and he came back without the others and told me Jasper refused. That cost him an ear. But he did tell me Jasper's coven (If you can still call them that) had gained a powerful new ally.

"Oh Jasper, you still know how to find the good ones," I said to myself.

"Mistress what shall we do?" one of my warriors asked.

I sighed. There was no other way. I hated to leave, especially now. But I had no other choice.

"Alejandro, you and a few others will accompany me to Forks, let's see if I can't convince him to help."

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