Title: Flash Fire
Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?
Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.
Jasper and Bella stared at one another, no words being spoken but emotions were exchanged. Even as humans they were able to communicate this way, a connection that went beyond the simple sibling relationship. All their life they knew if the other was well or not, if they were upset or furious…
It spanned across distance when Bella married and moved to the city, it spanned from life into their death and rebirth.
Only in this life where Jasper’s natural talent for empathy was a gift, Isabella was to shield. Even now they could not understand why she had the gift of fire, to burn hotter than any other element on earth when she could shield…
But even her shield failed her… she failed her brother and her family… so much hurt was done because she was selfish for the first time in her life.
“Stop Isa.” Jasper whispered, breaking the silence as he felt her emotions drop from their cycle of love, guilt, remorse into love, shame, hate, regret… a deep dark blackness that Jasper had felt before.
When she did not respond he moved, sending her as much love as he could muster and cupped her face in his hands. Venom had pooled in her eyes, distorting the colour but even with his touch to ground her she was still locked deep inside.
Scars littered her flesh, more then he remembered… so much more. His thumb brushed against rough indents just under her jaw catching his focus. Jagged ridges ran down her neck, a familiar pattern he had seen on many newborns, many placed there from himself and his sister as they decapitated them but what was worse… these were deeper than normal.
They were repeat tearing’s, slow and precise.
They also accompanied the familiar scars at the corners of the mouth from the jaw being removed in the same fashion, usually at the same time.
“It’s not your fault.” Bella whispered to her brother as his emotions jolted her from her spiral. “It’s just another shackle of love I am willing to wear.”
“You should not have had them given in the first place Isa, not for us.” He whispered back, hissing when his sister’s hands grasp his wrists tightly, letting him see the tick scars on her wrists from limb removal.
“Do not tell me who I should gain a scar for brother, not ever. These are not just from my punishment over your death; it was Maria’s favourable punishment after all. I have scars for Fredrik, Oliver and Charles as well when they did not do as ordered from my mistress.” She explained in a rough whisper. “I have one from my own escape. Many of these are from carelessness; many of them are from myself.”
Grief filled Jasper at the whispered confession, his heart breaking as he realised what his sister had done and tried to do. He after all had caught her once, before Peter was changed and brought life into their hearts once more… another of Maria’s Punishments. Except she would just shut down completely, taking several hours or a day to return to normal, what he now knew was severe depression.
He couldn’t help but pull her into a tight embrace. “No more Isa, I don’t know what would happen if I lost you. Not now, not after I just found you again sister.”
Author Note: *scratches chin* here is the angst!