Before He Whispered Her Name

Summary: The Cullen family left Forks after the tragic birthday party. With Edward hearing the news of his beloveds supposed death, he heads to Italy in hopes the Royal family will end his life. Little did he know that his actions were going to change his entire family's lives. With Edward and Alice no longer around, the rest of the family is forced to help the Volturi. Now, Jasper is back in his home town and runs into none other than the Isabella Swan. This is Jasper's story before and up to the point of reconnecting with Bella.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Twilight Saga!

Warning: There will be strong language, mentions of rape, self-harm and violence.

Chapter One – Accepting my Punishment

It had been months since my family had left Washington. I hadn't left until a few weeks after their departure. I felt like I owed Bella a personal apology for not only ruining her birthday but for destroying her life, taking her first love away from her, taking her family and her best friend away from her. Right. Some best friend Alice was though.

I could still remember the morning walking into the house to only leave straight away, thinking that Esme and Carlisle were still celebrating their anniversary. How wrong were we. I wasn't for sure about my assumptions but the spike of lust and love coming from the both of them at the time of handing out Bella's gifts. I instantly put the pieces together and saw red. It just so happened to be the exact time that Bella sliced her delicate finger on that stupid silver wrapping paper. I was ready to spring for Edward when he heard my thoughts he tried to turn the tables on me, pushing Bella into the plates and causing the chaos and the allusion that I had lost control.

Oh I lost control alright. I was going to kill the bastard.

If only Rose and Emmett hadn't gotten to me in time, we wouldn't be sitting in this god forsaken castle right now. I would have ended him then and there. Then we wouldn't of had Alice telling Edward of a vision were Bella took her own life and he wouldn't have played the over dramatic teenage boy that had just lost 'the one'. When Carlisle got the call for us to go to Italy, per Aro's request, we knew it wasn't likely we would actually come out of that place alive. If we left it at all.

But Aro had other plans for us. Aro was planning to punish us in a way that I didn't even believe was possible. We were never meant to be killed by the Volturi that day...

Aro had surprised us with the knowledge that he could change vampires into humans. At first I was completely opposed to the idea... too bad I didn't have a say in the matter. Punishment for the family was a second chance. For some of us at least. I have to undergo the change first since I was so 'unstable'. Fuck I was only unstable because my wife of fifty years decided to go and fuck her brother.

A knock on the door, of my borrowed room in this damned castle, brought me back to the present.

I didn't answer to anyone, I knew it was Felix and I knew why he was here. It was time.

***

"Ah! Jasper! I feel so terrible about doing this to you young one but it is what needs to be done, do you not agree?" Aro's voice echoed off the stone walls in this torture area that was well used.

I could smell the blood from the last of they meal. The sick fucks got off on playing with their food before eating. It was a disgusting thought. I once was some what like these monsters. Messing with my prey before finally breaking their necks so I wouldn't have to feel their emotions anymore.

"I do not see the point in this myself Aro but if this is what you see fit for my punishment, so be it." I spoke finally, my voice was emotionless and calm; weird thing for an empath. But, no point in provoking him in any way. He and his brothers had made the decision and they wouldn't go back on it.

Clapping his papery thin hands together once, "Good, good! We shall get started than. Please, lay down on the table Jasper. I promise you will be moved to something more comfortable before you awake." I did as he said while he continued to speak. "It will take three days. From what I have heard from the few people I have reversed vampirism from, they say it hurts. Please, know that I am sorry ahead of time for the discomfort you might feel."

Sorry? Yeah right and I am sorry for trying to remove Edward's head from his shoulders.

I felt his cool lips press my neck for a moment, it was almost intimate in a way but remembering who this was, the thought was quickly pushed from my mind when I felt the familiar sling of venom. Moving to my wrists, he bite down just as quickly, sending more bolts of pain to shoot through my dried veins. I spotted a very upset looking Carlisle in the corner of the room. I felt the pain moving towards my chest, then one echoing thump sounded from the confides of my frozen chest, I gasped as the thumping grew stronger and my breathing became labored. Slowly I slipped into the darkness, listening to the thump that I assumed was my dead heart coming back to life.

***

I could feel my eyes wanting to open but I couldn't. I wanted to call out for someone, if to only know that I wasn't alone but I was afraid to. For the first time in such a long time, I was actually afraid. The pain in my chest was worse than I remembered the fire being. My heart was pumping much faster than it should have and I began to wonder if this was what it felt like when someone was having a heart attack. I could no long feel emotions or sense anyone in the room with me. Did my family actually leave me alone for this? I hoped not but with my behavior as of late, I wouldn't be upset with them if they had left me.

With every labored breath and inhale through my nose, I could feel my lungs burns and the faint wheeze that made me sound like a severe asthmatic. It was painful and I wanted to wish for death at this point but I refused to let myself think of that. I could do this. I survived being a damn slave to a sadistic bitch and taken on hundreds of vampire newborns that hated my very being for bringing them into this world, I survived slipping on my diet and having to feel the pity and disappointment from not only my family but my mate, being accused of trying to kill the mate of my brother so it would cover their on asses when I found my wife was being unfaithful and it was with my brother of all people. Hell. If I could survive the pain and torture from those things, this should simply be a walk in the park for me. Another pain filled day in the life of one Jasper Whitlock.

"This is nothing new Whitlock. Suck it up and stop being a pussy. Fight the pain Jasper, it shouldn't be long now. Don't fuckin' give up. We will need you Jasper, your family and me and your sister, we will need you soon. But, most importantly, Bella will need you. Fight and come out of this stronger than you were before. Bring back Major Whitlock in all his fuckin' glory from you human days. We will need your strength brother. You can do this!"

I was shocked by hearing Peter's voice. Though I knew he wasn't in the room with me. There was no movement or sense of anyone around. I was alone completely yet I still heard Peter's voice speaking to me.

"You are never alone brother and I promise you that after all this is over, you will never be alone again. You will fall in love. You will marry the beautiful yet sassy women and she will give you the most beautiful child the world will ever see. The women you fall in love with will be your true soul mate and she will complete you in every way. Just hold onto that thought. Fight for whats to come."

It was an echo in my mind; strong enough that I had forgotten about the pain I was in for a moment. Trying to turn the words over in my head, I lost focus once a fiery pain shot through my chest once again. The pain was too much this time and I quickly slipped into the darkness.

***

A cold hand brush against my forehead. It woke me from my unconscious state yet I still could not open my eyes. They were heavy and for the first time in well over a century, I felt tired. Physically drained. I wanted to sleep. I groaned when the hand moved from my forehead down to my shoulder and pushed lightly. The bell like laughter was familiar but it seemed almost weak to my ears.

"Jasper, its time to wake up." I knew the voice and the person it belonged to was not a person I wanted to see as soon as I woke up from these past days of pain. "Please open your eyes. I have always wanted to see your beautiful human eyes in person." She was whispering to me now as if she didn't want anyone else to hear what she was saying.

I turned my head away from the sound of her voice.

I didn't want to see her.

I didn't want to even speak to her.

Hell, I didn't even want to be in the same room as her.

But, being the mere human that I am now. I didn't have much choice in the matter, her still being a vampire and all. When the cold touched my cheek I flinched away from it. Causing a gasp to come from the immortal that was disrupting my peace and quiet. The cold was back and was cupping the side of my face. My eyes flew open and I met the red eyes of the girl I once called an angel. Red eyes. "Fuck," I gasped and tried to wiggle my tired body away from her touch. I hadn't actually feared red eyes since Maria, Nettie and Lucy had made me their target oh so long ago.

Grasping at the edge of the bed that I don't remember being there when I laid down before. Somehow I had gotten a good enough grip to pull myself away from the demon in front of me only to fall clear off of the bed and land on the stone floor with a grunt of discomfort. Alice started towards me and I began to shake my head. "D-don't. Please just leave." My voice trembled and that southern twang I had almost lost as a vampire was back and thicker than ever.

"Jazzy, I–." she started but I cut her off. "Leave!" I demanded in a weak voice.

A sneer took over her face and she leaped at me faster than I could blink. A slap was delivered to my face and she gave a shill screech. When the wooden door of the room cracked from a strong impact and it fell to the floor, framing around the massive form of my brother Emmett; I was never more happy in my life to call him my brother. He had her grabbed by the back of the neck and dragged her from the room. That was where Carlisle and Esme found me a few moment later. My cheek bruising, eyes watering and wishing that I had never allowed Aro to change me back into a human.

AN: Chapter One!

I know it is short but most of these chapters will be. It would have been posted sooner but my laptop decided it wanted to crash, luckily i had everything backed up this time! ^^

So this is a short story so it wont be as long as But A Whisper on His Lips.

Anyways... Hope you enjoyed and leave me your comments and thoughts on it so far.

XoXo - Jenn