Authors Note: This is the first Chapter in a short mini-series. It won't be very long, but it will be a series. I'm also working on a Harry Potter series right now, so it may take a little longer to update this one but I couldn't just hold the idea down any longer so I wrote the first chapter. I hope you enjoy, and I hope you keep reading.

Chapter 1

She lay limp in his arms, her hard body covered in dust and ash. Her body smelled like the charred remains of an unbreakable species, and he began broken dry sobs. Her eyes were wide open, and he was tempted to shut them. To ignore the vacant stare that was currently looking towards his own vacant eyes.

"CARLISLE PLEASE HELP!" he screamed, his arms trembling. He held her close, pressing her firmly against his chest. Hoping that she weren't gone. She had been ripped apart, shredded, her skin covered in cuts, scars, flesh ripped apart. The only thing that was whole was her face. A head, he held a head to his chest firmly. His lips found her cold lifeless ones and he started sobbing again.

"Please, kiss me back love. Please, for the sake of everything I care for please just kiss me back, breathe, PLEASE." He screamed. Carlisle ran to his side kneeling beside him. He cringed away from the dirt smeared across her face, from the empty look. From the head, lying in his lap.

"Tell me she's alive, Carlisle. Tell me she's okay, tell me she's still with me." He muttered, stroking her hair. Carlisle looked at his adopted son, agony playing on his features.

"Jasper, get up son." He said quietly.

"No, we have to wait for her to wake up." He cried, "We can't just carry her around while she's asleep. No, we have to wait." He sobbed. Carlisle put a hand on his shoulder, and looked down scared.

"Son, she's not waking up. Get up, we have to move. This is dangerous, you'll get hurt." Everyone else had made a circle around him, all crying dryly, Rosalie buried her head in Emmet's chest, Bella stared in horror, restricted by Edward's strong arms, his face a mask of grief. But nothing like the look on Jasper's face.

"STOP LYING TO ME!" he screamed at Carlisle, "FIX HER, DO SOMETHING" he screamed, rocking back and forth, stroking her hair and kissing her face. Carlisle nodded towards Emmet and Edward, both of them letting go of Bella and Rosalie and grabbing onto Jasper.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, LET GO OF ME!" he screamed in rage and agony, "WE HAVE TO SAVE HER, WE HAVE TO SAVE HER DON'T MAKE ME LEAVE HER!" he 

screamed, struggling against the hold Emmet and Edward had on him. They carried him into the next room, as he grasped the head tightly.

"Get him into the car.." muttered Carlisle, looking away from the scene sadly. Edward nodded and they both dragged Jasper towards the car. The head dropped from his hands and rolled across the floor, landing at Carlisle's feet. Jasper growled, trying to get back to it, clawing, crying, tearing. Edward strapped him into the car, holding him down. Carlisle picked the head up and looked into the vacant eyes, before beckoning the rest of them into the car, for the long car ride home.

Edward held Bella in his lap, stroking her beautiful angular cheek bones. School was out for the summer, and after her Bella's first two years of learning to control her cravings, she was able to attend Dartmouth. A year ago, right before entering school, a war had broken out over the territory that they were currently residing. Carlisle was fine with coordinating something that would be appropriate for both parties, but they wanted a fight. Esme was killed in the battle, and Carlisle had erupted in anger. The battle was over now, but not before a few deaths. Bella cried feebly, as Edward sat silent, holding her close. Carlisle had left the room, sitting in his study. Emmet and Rosalie had gone off hunting, probably to clear their minds. And Jasper sat infront of the fire, staring. For the past three hours, all he had done was sit infront of the first and stare without a word. He burned the head in the backyard, unable to look at it after accepting what had happened. He hadn't cried, hadn't muttered or whimpered. He just sat there. A million thoughts ran through his head, especially the last scene before she had died infront of his eyes.

"JASPER GO HELP EDWARD!" Alice screamed, trying to fight off the attacker that was currently working on her. Jasper was torn, glancing between Alice and Edward.

"JASPER GO!" she screamed, watching as Bella struggled to protect Edward, both of them being attacked by a team of five or six vampires. Jasper ran towards his brother and sister, trying to get the attackers off of them before he heard a definying scream. He was slammed into the ground by a new born, being held to the ground roughly. His head fell back and he watched as four new born vampires ripped Alice apart. He struggled, but he was unable to get up, to protect her.

"JASPER!" she screamed, before her head fell from her lifeless body.

Edward moved away from Jasper and pulled Bella with him, "Come on Bells, lets give him some time." She nodded, following and headed up the stairs, shutting the door softly. Jasper continued staring at the first, seeing the image of her limp form over and over again.

"Jasper.." he jolted. Fear running through him, his eyes looking widely around the room.

"Alice?" he whispered. Her voice was so clear, so close. So beautiful.

It was silent, everything was quiet again. He had sworn he had heard her, he could taste her presence. He felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up at Carlisle fearfully.

"Jasper…are you alright? I heard you whisper for someone.." he sat beside his son and looked away. "Jasper…you can't let your imagination run. Do you understand? It's unhealthy, and it can cause you a lot of trouble, a lot of pain." Jasper nodded once before giving Carlisle a meaningful look. Carlisle nodded and got up to leave.

"Jasper.." he looked up, but this time it wasn't Carlisle, who had already left the room. He smiled to himself. And laid back, basking in her beautiful voice.