Hello! Another one of my stupid ideas, but I think it will go somewhere, and sorry to all of you Edward/Bella fans, I am one myself! It will turn out that way, eventually...or maybe not...you'll just have to wait and see! No flames, please.


Out of the corner of my eyes, I caught something that made my breath catch in my throat, my pupils dilate in fear, and my blood freeze over. Why was this happening? This was all in a matter of seconds, yet the world slowed down and my pulse thudded in my ears as time and space was slowed down. This wasn't real, yet it was too detailed to be a dream. This shouldn't be happening…

It was Jasper that alarmed me. His eyes were dark, and a true predator look had stolen over his features, hunching his back over and his stony face contorted in agony. I opened my mouth in a scream, but nothing came out. Everything I saw was blurred, and yet so clear. Everything in a trance, some surreal nightmare straight from the deepest depths of hell that only I was witnessing.

In a spit second, every mind contorting detail fell into place, the exact same moment that Jaspers haunting eyes met mine slowly, and my blood once again boiled, then froze over from the sheer menace of his piercing glare. Edward might have been calling me, alarmed with my bizarre actions. He may have noticed Jasper, he may have realized what was going on at the worst place possible at the worst possible time for Jasper to be showing these signs of such desperate hunger.

Our wedding, nothing less.

The things that happed from that moment on were straight from hell, from my worst nightmare. Edward and the other Cullen's realized what was going on and what life-threatening danger I was in.

As Jasper lunged for me, the last thing I saw was Edward's lasting expression, and the scream that left my lips, and my blood that pounded out a rapid beat for the very last time.


This is what I brought you this you can keep

This is what I brought you may forget me

I promise to depart just promise one thing

Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep

This is what I brought you, this is you can keep

This is what I brought you may forget me

I promise you my heart just promise to sing

Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep


The wintry weather was now coming down in soft flakes, swirling around in the cool breeze, and coming to rest on the snow-sheathed ground. I gazed up at them longingly, watching how some never reached past the canopy of the bare trees, creating a romantic scene in the forest. How I wished I could feel them melt as I caught them on my tongue, and how I couldn't even remember how it felt to have the blood rush to my cheeks as the temperature dropped. I couldn't feel at all.

I should have been frozen by now, as I was only in a white strapless dress that blended into the snow that I was lying on. My bare arms and legs would have been nippy and chilled, and yet they weren't. My face should have been red and frost-bitten, but it was only snow-white, marble-hard, and as cold as the snow that was falling from the trees over me. And I shouldn't be able to hear, in concentrated form, the snow hitting the ground with a small tap, every single flake in this forest, for miles on. And yet I could.

Some flakes landed on my long eyelashes, catching and making them heavier. I closed my eyes, and welcomed the winter.

Of course, Jasper had been gone in a flash at the tragic scene of the wedding. Luckily, by some miracle, none of my relatives had been at my wedding to witness Jaspers behavior. In fact, everyone I knew thought I was dead, killed by a tragic car crash in a rain storm. But it didn't matter now, anyways. Most of the people I once knew were dead or going to die soon. The mortals, anyway, the other ones of course would be here for eternity.

Jasper had dashed me off to a small, isolated place that who knows where it was. There, at least, he could get over the smell of my blood because I was already half-vampire anyways. He stayed with me, calming me when I cried out with pain, and apologizing over and over again for what he had done, because we both knew that there was no going back. It was indescribable, the agony of becoming a vampire, all very surreal and twistedly terrifying. Worse of all, the one I loved wasn't there for me, the one that was supposed to be putting me through this. Jasper moved me over the days, keeping us out of range of Edward, who had probably been tracking me, searching for me desperately. I could only imagine Edward's fury with Jasper, who had ruined his wedding and stolen the one he loved, who was conceivably in very much pain, and I could understand why he wanted to keep me as well as himself away from Edward.

But the one thing more beyond words than my transformation memories was Jasper himself. While I was in pain, he was the one by my side, brushing away my sweaty hair when I was uncomfortable, rubbing my hand soothingly when the agony was high, and holding me when I got cold, painfully like Edwards. But, I knew it wasn't him, and it made me more moody and I felt alone.

Even after all of these years, I am still hesitant and undecided. Edward stopped searching for me, damn him, he's given up on me. So I've had awhile to think about this, and I realized something. It was a half-hearted effort, not enough to make any progress. Maybe he didn't want to really find me, all for show for Carlisle and Alice…

As the wind gave an unusually strong breeze, I picked up a familiar species scent. My midnight-black eyes snapped open as I took in the scent, my natural instincts bringing me out of my reminiscence, and I sat up in the snow, my eyes wary. And just like that, the wind whistled, and he was there.

"Hello," Jasper said, folding his legs beneath him as he sat neatly on the snow. I chose to merely nod, annoyed that he had caught me off of my guard. He looked at me for a moment, and then turned his head away, disappointed with my lackluster greeting. I had noticed that his eyes matched mine, and I was more irritated.

"Why didn't you hunt?" I asked him, in a clipped voice. My previously lenient mood was now going to be aggravated for the rest of the day. How easily I was set off these days!

He shrugged, processing my strange mood, his eyes confused. He ruffled his blonde hair, watching the snow like I had been previously doing. "I don't know. I wasn't in the mood to kill at the moment, though I am hungry now. You look hungry, too…do you want to go back?" I grimaced, not wanting to go but knowing that half the reason I was so morose was because of my lack of diet. I rose stiffly, stretching out my legs from the inactivity. I looked down at Jasper briefly, waiting his response.

"Do you want to go with me?" I asked him finally, not really wanting him to but being polite anyways. Jasper sensed my need for an escape, and he shook his head.

"Go on ahead. I'll catch up later." His eyes drifted down from my face, all the way to my legs. I scowled at his preoccupation, turning on my heel and starting off with an impatient flip of my hair, my mood altered back again.

"Not in the mood, Jasper," I muttered to myself, not really caring if he heard. I took a slow start, digging my heels into the snow, and then I was flying. The cool breeze whipped back my hair as I ran full tilt to the first acceptable place I could find to hunt. Now, as I was running, my adrenaline came up, and I realized it had been awhile since I had really run. Not just to another location with Jasper at my side, but now with nothing holding me back. It felt powerful, and I welcomed it.

As I ran on, I sniffed the air, picking up any passing animals suitable for my now ravenous hunger. It had taken me a little while to realize it, but I was really hungry, and I searched more intently. Mm, deer, deer, more deer, fox...nothing good so far, squirrel, turkey, deer…

I stopped dead in my tracks as a painfully familiar scent hit my nose. Skidding against the snow, and sending a sheet of it across the surface, my eyes dilated as my senses kicked into high-alert, painstakingly raking my surroundings. I turned in a 360 degrees turn, scanning my surroundings. He was close, I could smell him.

My anger boiling, I half wanted to go and get Jasper and move again. It had been so long since we've had to, but something held me back. I wanted to face him myself. I wanted answers, I wanted them fast, and I wanted them now.

I started up again, but it wasn't for food and it wasn't for Jasper. I was searching for Edward.


Please R&R! (By the way, I am working on my wedding chapter for "Your Wish." I didn't forget! I'm just working out the wedding details that are oh-so-annoying and time consuming..rolls eyes) anyways, hope u like it:P