Friday, July 1, 2011

Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty Five - Take the Night
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Jasper
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I’d never given much thought about how I would die.  To be honest the thought hadn’t really occurred to me until recently.  I had no valuable reasoning for caring as long as I got my job done.  Now, things were different and I did care.  But if I had to die, doing it for someone I loved seemed to be the way to go.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little scared.  Hell, I think we all were.  We would be facing incredible odds and though our plan was flawless, someone always fucks up.

Everyone seemed to be dealing with what could be our last hours in different ways.

Emmett spent his time on the phone with Rosalie, Esme and Alice.  It was the most somber I had ever seen the man.  He made no jokes nor did he try to sugar coat anything.  He told his wife like it was and even though he tried to hide it I know they shed some tears together.  In the end she told him just to bring her sister home and to tell me she forgave me.

I didn’t want forgiveness.  Not yet.

Demetri was quietly bonding with Aro in the corner of our small jet.  The spoke in hushed whispers about the lives the had lived in each others absence.  And if I didn’t have this knot of dread coiling in the pit of my stomach I might have found the scene to be touching.

Edward was the strangest among us but then again he always was.  He made no calls and he didn’t speak to anyone but me.  In my mind I’d like to think he was making an amends of sorts.  Trying to undo his past wrongs.  If we made it out of this alive and with a healthy Bella I would seriously consider trying to make an amends as well.  I didn’t see a problem in making a conscious effort to try and get to know my brother again.

The rest of our team were spread out between two Blackhawk helicopters that I didn’t even think I wanted to know how Conner, Randell and Alec commandeered.  Not that I cared either.  I would break any law of God’s or man’s just to see those brown eyes again.

As for me I had loose ends to tie up.

I called Alistair and told him everything.  I’m not really sure if he believed me or not but nonetheless he was pissed that he was still strapped to a hospital bed and couldn’t be here with me.  It was hard enough telling him about Aro but it came time to tell him about Bella’s captors I seriously worried for his heart.  I had never heard the man snarl like that and I was sure that my head or my dick would be on the chopping block even if I did make it home.

My next call was to Carlisle.  I updated him on our current position which was actually flying over Tennessee at the moment.  I also filled him in on our findings and of course he begged me to let him fly in.  I ordered him to remain at home.  He yelled at me when I told him where he could locate my last Will and Testament in the event of my death.  He told me I was not to think such things and that no son of his would be coming home in a body bag.  I really wanted to believe him but it was hard knowing what lies beyond.
We landed at a small fueling station just outside of Miami.  Our last stop to check weapons and pick up our last aircraft.  Emmett and I would be with Conner on one Blackhawk, Demetri and Aro would be with Alec team on the other. And finally Edward would head up the last team with Randell. 

Our three teams were made up of mostly ex-military; Navy Seal and Army Ranger.  Alec’s team would be somewhat of a decoy making a loud pass over the house to draw attention. While Edward and Randell’s team landed on the backside for extraction. My team would already be inside when they were made of aware of our presence.

We arrived at the island in the dark of night.  And I supposed it was right around the time Bella and I would be settling down for dinner and a movie if she were home.  

The island was dark but bathed in a swath of moonlight.  It glistened off the oceans tide like diamonds and call me strange but it almost had a calming effect on me when I should be at my most nervous.  Not that I could even pretend that I was ever normal.

I was smoking my last cigarette when Conner called for radio silence and we made our last wave to the other bomber before parting ways.  Emmett was all smiles before making his decent from the aircraft into the small motorized raft below.  I hated all things that had to do with the ocean but it was the only way to ensure a quiet entrance.  
I went next and so on and so forth.  One by one all but our primary pilot and our crafts  gunner.   

My heart was pounding in my chest as the house came into view.  There were lights on and my eyes zeroed in on the room Aro’s spy claimed to be Bella’s.  It too had its lights on and for a moment I briefly wondered what she was doing.

The island was eerily quiet as we approach shore.  I did one last check of my weapons before reading myself for what was to come next.  I tagged my safety and adjusted my scope.  If Aro’s little friend had been truthful that there was a guard station just about three hundred yards off shore and it would be our first target.  
It would be Conner and I taking the first kills of the evening and we would be doing it boat-side.  The guard station would have to be taken down before we made landfall.  We were fifty yards from shore when I had Emmett spot me.  He called in my coordinates as another man did the same for Conner.

“Conner?”

“I got ‘em boss.”  he replied.

“Take your shot.”

The only sound that could be heard was the quiet hum as the .50 caliber bullet hit the air for the first time through the sleek barrel of the silencer and the dull thud of bodies hitting the deck as we met our marks.

“Kill confirmed.”  I heard my brother whisper from my right followed by the same reply from Conner’s spotter.

“New target acquired on your left, four hundred yards out, two O’ clock.”

I swung the nose of my gun and quickly found the bright red body through the lens of my scope.  I jacked another shell into the chamber and took my shot.

“Kill confirmed.”

All was still quiet as we finally drug our raft onto the white beach of our final destination.  I threw the Barrett onto my back and pulled out something for close combat.

“Spread out.”  I told my men as my eyes were focused on the service entrance of the house.  That is where I would make my entrance.

We were quiet as we made our way to the house trying to avoid the anything that might give us away I called to my brother.

“Emmett?”  I called making a slicing motion with my hand.  He nodded already knowing his job.  He was to take out the flood lights and any surveillance they had.  I had no clue about that aspect of our operation as Emmett - funny enough - was the computer geek not me.


When I was certain he was done I broke radio silence.  “NOW!  NOW!  NOW!”  I yelled kicking open the back door and coming up on another guard.  I killed him quickly with just a flick of the wrist I snapped his neck and moved on.  Time seemed to blur as I was assaulted with wave after wave of armed men looking to end my existence if I didn’t theirs.  I could hear the rat-tat-tat of guns in the distance and it was obvious that my men where dealing with one Hell of a resistance. 

I made my way through the house with speed I didn’t know I possessed.  I had barely made it to the stairs when I heard arguing and then the most horrifying scream.  I don’t think I sear it from my brain with red-hot pokers. 

“JASPER!”  She screamed again just as I heard Demetri and Aro’s team moving in.

I flew up those stairs like I had wings attached to my feet.  And I silently begged that she be alright.  

Just a little more. I told myself.

I felt a slight pain in my arm as I zipped through the hall.  It was nothing more than a bee sting but somewhere in my mind I was conscious enough to know I’d taken a hit.

I could hear her whimpering as I neared her door and it filled me with a rage I’d never felt.  This shit was ending now.

I couldn’t tell you if the double wooden doors to her room were locked or not, I never slowed down enough to check them.  I felt the heavy wood of the door bend and finally give beneath my weight and when it did my whole world went red.
Bella, lying under that piece of shit.  And I knew without looking that he had rapped her or was in the process of raping her.

Caius jumped up with his pants still pooled around his ankles and his dick still standing erect.  He had his hands held high in submission.  

“Fucking coward.”  I snarled at him.

I didn’t even chance a look at Bella.  I couldn’t…not yet, but I could hear her sobbing on a corner of the bed.

“FUCKING COWARD!”  I screamed.

“Now, don’t be like that.  I saved her.  Marcus, he was going to kill her but I-

“raped her?”  I finished for him.  My gun never wavered from his head as he tried once more to plead his case.

“No I d-didn’t not-”

That was all I could take.  The shot echoed through my ears and I smiled as red coated the wall behind him.  His black eyes were still opened as he slumped to the ground and I made sure to watch as the light died from his eyes.
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