A/N: Test run! This story just came to me one day and i wondered what if Jasper was stronger than he thought!

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Boarding Humanity (potential title?) lol

Prologue:

Alice and I were sitting in our seats in McCaw Hall when a sudden fear paralyzed me. I became stiff with defeat as the humans filed into their seats before the show. I figure if I had grown used to Forks high then there should not have been an issue with the humans in this Hall. Yet I was wrong as another tantalizing individual passed by. Why was Alice still sitting gaily like nothing would happen? How was she so sure that nothing was going to happen? Of course not, this was Alice. She would have seen any complications along the way making the judgment not to come here. I sighed. I needed to relax a little bit. I was overreacting. I wasn't going to bite anyone.

The lights dimmed and the curtains. Act 1 of the opera Carmen opened and the crowd instantly hushed as thought someone turned the volume down on the radio. It was my third time seeing Carmen but it never ceased to entertain me. In a matter of moments I was completely entranced by the performance. Yet, at the back of my mind, tugging at my subconscious I couldn't help the smell that invaded my senses. My mouth watered with venom at it. I had to swallow often and keep my eyes focused on the stage. I would be all right as long as whomever the walking blood-sack was kept his or her blood right where it was. For the greater portion of the show I gave no signs of relenting to my senses and I was quite relieved that Alice had relaxed with me being here. I laughed, I smiled, if it were possible for me to cry, I would have done so at the tragic end of Carmen. I loved Carmen's character, who wouldn't, she always took charge of her decisions and accepted her consequences.

When the show was done I was in a far lighter mood than when I had first entered. I thought just how absurd I was for thinking about such trivial things! How could I even have doubted Alice's gifts for even a moment? We filed out with the rest of humans at their own pace, chatting happily at the thought. It was the first time I took Alice to see Carmen, and I was glad for something other than ballet. Halfway through our conversation I was struck heavily with the scent from earlier. How could I have forgotten such a scent? The pull was even more intoxicating seeing as the gentleman was now standing directly beside me. I paused in our concentration trying my best not to breathe but that didn't stump the memory. I felt Alice tugging on my arm for us to walk away but I stood rooted on the spot. Although I knew she saw nothing, that didn't stop me from becoming drunk. I turned to see the fellow whose fate was in my hands. He was an older man, in his 50s maybe, graying, sort of stocky in his build, tall about 5'8 maybe. I could feel the lust emanating from his feelings, perhaps going home to wife… not a chance in hell from the look on his face. I smiled, as he happened to look in my direction. He nodded and smiled in return and I turned away with Alice on my arm.

Moments later, Alice and I were in our own private pent house at the Marriot. For hours after that we were screwing each other's brains out. I could not shake the lust I felt from the man that permeated into my inner sanctions. My body was wracked with it, and in my thoughts I could do nothing more than take my frustrations on the little pixie that sat on my lap. I came inside of her once again but this time I did not move to start again. I wanted to get out, take a walk, and maybe get some champagne to make us seem the least bit normal. I stood and dressed, kissed her, and headed out the door. She let me go, because she for saw nothing. As I got on the Elevator going down, it stopped on the 13th floor. The doors opened and he stepped on. Oh how the gods hate me. How they tempt me.

"Hey, fancy seeing you again!" he said friendly. "Enjoyed the show? Enjoyed your woman?" he winked.

I smiled politely. "But of course. Who wouldn't?" There was another scent on him now.

"You're sooo right about that." He chuckled. Poor young girl, I thought silently. When the elevator got to the first floor we parted ways. Glancing behind me I saw that he had dropped his scarf, and that he already left out the door. I picked up the scarf and went to the front desk. Against my better judgment I ordered the champagne and strawberries for our pent house and kept the scarf. Walking out the entrance I walked out of view from the cameras in the entrance doorway, then darted with my vampire strength to where the man would be pulling out of the parking lot. Before he could pull out completely I tapped on his window. He jumped. Rightfully so, I thought.

"Sir, you dropped your scarf." I said smiling, careful to hide my teeth.

"Oh, thanks you. You really shouldn't have bothered."

"It looked really expensive. I'm sure you're wife, wouldn't be too happy if you lost it."

"My wife… eh…" his expression changed slightly. "I tell you what," he pulled out his wallet. "How about you buy your gal something nice!"

"No, no its fine." I waved started to walk away now. He insisted, as he opened his wallet and flicked through his bills. As he pulled one out, his finger glided along the edge of it….

And that was all he wrote….

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