Disclaimer; I don't own Twilight or Nick cave's Red right hand.

A/N An idea I'm playing around with…. But I'm not too sure about it yet

His Red Right Hand

You'll see him in your nightmares,you'll see him in your dreamsHe'll appear out of nowhere buthe ain't what he seems.

(Nick cave - Red right hand)

Isn't it a funny that if you put on a convincing enough act people and vampires alike will believe just about anything you tell them. I never really intended for things to play out the way they did - I just couldn't help myself. It was never the fact that I needed their blood for sustenance that made me do it, it was the way I felt when I looked at them. I could tell right then that their insides would look just as good as their outside and I wanted to see both - I needed to, and so I did. It's how I got my first real experience as a doctor, because before then I never really had the chance - there was always so many rules to follow. So I decided that I would find out for myself I just didn't really put much thought into where or when until I saw her.

Her name was Mary Ann Nichols, I remember that she was very clean… I liked that about her, so few people were back then - it was very off putting, especially with my keen sense of smell. I saw her when she was working Whitechaple Road - I decided then that she would be my first. It was quick, I was merciful that time - just a quick slash of the throat and a slice to the abdomen and I was done. I remember what it was like as I dropped her body on the ground and watched the blood pool around her… satisfaction - I decided that it was my duty to show people what things looked like from the inside out. I heard a shuffling noise followed by muffled sob and I glanced over to my captive, I took in her tearstained face, her red nose and her scared brown eyes and I knew she was just like them…. The ones I'd had before her. I couldn't help myself - I might not be forgiven, but that didn't matter because this was not something I would forget.

I took a step toward her as she tried in vain to move further away but because of the ropes binding her hands and feet it was a wasted effort. But still she didn't give up, I couldn't help but smile - actually this may be different than the rest, she will fight. I laughed and I relished the shiver that it gave her - yes she would be different. I approached her slowly and I watched as her eyes dilated and the smell of her fear became ever more intoxicating. I bent down and removed the tape that covered her mouth. Come on be predictable my mind whispered. "Why Carlisle, why are you doing this to me?" she asked. I caught one of the tears that was rolling down her face and put it in my mouth "Why Bella dear?" I asked her "Because I want to see what you look like from the inside." I savoured the sharply indrawn breath followed by the pleads of "What would the others think?" She would fight for her life, I reached into the pocked of my pants and pulled out my knife - the same one I'd always used for my girls. I showed it to her and told her what I was going to do with it, then she screamed for me………

You're one microscopic cogin his catastrophic planDesigned and directed byhis red right hand.

A/N Let me know what you think… I may continue it