Ahhhhh! I. Don't. Own. TWILIGHT! Noooooo! :O. Though I have kidnapped Jasper :D Review If You Ever Want Him Back...

I don't know whether to continue this and make it a long story, or just leave it as this... ideas please :)

Love you all,

Ashleigh :)

Maria's P.O.V

Lucy and Nettie wanted to hunt, but I had other plans. If we want to reclaim our old territory, we have to make our army. We've passed many suitable candidates, though they haven't really had anything special about them. We need someone young, strong, loyal, and most of all, we need someone gullible. Though I, myself, have proved that females can be just as good as males, I would prefer to have male newborns, so that I can persuade them to do what I wish. Nettie and Lucy can not be trusted to change anyone yet, as they loose control far too often. Their thirst for blood is still far less than my thirst for revenge. Power. All these appealing words.

It was around 10pm, which was good, as we still had a few more hours to look for humans to turn. We had to find some quickly, or the night would have been wasted, which would make me rather irritable, and would not guarantee Lucy and Nettie's survival. We were following a scent along a dirt road, when I caught the scent of a human on an animal behind us. We turned around, only to see a young soldier on a horse approaching us. When the young man reached us, he dismounted. He was about to say something, when he really looked at us, a sight which shocked him to silence. He stood there with his mouth hanging open, probably thinking he was dreaming. One of the perks of being a vampire is that you trade your soul for beauty, always attracting attention.

"He's speechless," Lucy stated, trying to make her voice as soft and alluring as possible. I saw the soldier admiring her, then turning to observe Nettie, who proceeded to lean forward and inhale the humans scent.

"Mmm. Lovely," she sighed, trying to get as much of his scent as possible. Pretty soon she would get tired of the bouquet and want to try the wine. I put my hand on her arm to restrain her.

"Concentrate, Nettie," I tried to get her to focus. The soldier's gaze turned to me. I returned his stare, telling Nettie and Lucy how he was suitable. We carried on the conversation, with Nettie losing her focus once again. Lucy volunteered me to change him. This was a good idea, so I instructed Nettie and Lucy to leave. I really wanted to keep this one, and didn't want to have to protect my back.

All through this exchange, the young soldier simply stood there, looking bewildered and amazed, yet curious. I looked at him as he watched Nettie and Lucy turn and leave. He turned to me after they had gone. I asked his name, trying to make my voice sound soft and calming.

"M-major Jasper Whitlock, ma'am," he stammered. I was amazed at how he was being so polite and staying a gentleman, though he was staring death in the face.

"I hope you survive, Jasper," I told him. "I've got a really good feeling about you." He stayed where he was, frozen. Paralysed by fear, I thought to myself.

I leaned in to bite him on his neck, silently telling myself to remain focused. I bit down, trying to ignore the taste of his cool blood, soothing the burn...

No. Focus. You need this one. I was shouting out a battle in my own head, and the rational side won. I released my mouth from his neck, and he collapsed, crumpling to the ground, moaning and writhing in pain. I scooped him up in my arms, and I ran to a residence near the farm we occupied.

I have a good feeling about this one. I'll just need to work hard to keep him with me, I think.