Hi people, I have come up with another story. (Yes, I know I'm now writing 4 stories at a time but I can keep up) and to no surprise, it is another Jasper centred one because I am obsessed with him. Who isn't? This one is a little different though. Unlike my other stories, he isn't suicidal or a self harmer but grew up in the wild. Amazing how he survived isn't it? Anyway...

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight!

Carlisle's POV

Me and my family were having a picnic out in the woods which we tend to do at least once every month. It was a big place and pretty much right outside our house. It was like our very own supersized garden. I knew my children loved the forest and there had been plenty of times where I had to stop Emmett and Edward from climbing too high in the trees. I didn't want to have to send them up the hospital because they broke their arm or leg; I'd rather them remain uninjured.

Emmett seemed to be the main one that got himself hurt a lot of the time. When he gets bored, he tends to find something very dangerous to do unlike my other children who would spend their time watching TV, drawing, playing video games etc. I'm amazed that he hasn't fallen out of a tree just yet. He is 17 and had already managed to break his arm 3 times and his leg twice.

Edward is usually more relaxed and preferred spending his time playing or listening to classical music but when he couldn't do that, he would join Emmett in his own activities. Thankfully, he hasn't broken any bones yet. He is the same age as his adopted brother. Unlike Emmett, who I adopted as an unwanted baby, Edward is my biological son as well as Alice.

She is a year younger than Edward. She is a little smaller than the average height of a 14 year old girl but the amount of energy in her definitely makes up for it. She is obsessed with fashion and is quite an artist when she is in a drawing mood.

Rosalie is my other adopted child but I have had her since the age of 6. She is now 18 so she has been my daughter for 12 years. I remember when she first joined our family she was very depressed. Her parents had been killed by somebody that had planned to kidnap 6 year old Rose and her 4 year old brother. Fortunately, the kidnapper had failed since they had crashed their car and got killed on impact. The car had been found upside down and they had managed to pull out an unconscious Rosalie but there was no sign of her brother.

When Rosalie had woken up, she asked where her little brother was but they knew nothing about him. They had searched the area where the car had crashed but they found no other body so they assumed that Rose was just confused after being knocked out for so long. It was only a few weeks later when they found evidence that there was in fact a boy missing from the murdered parents but unfortunately, after 12 years, he still hasn't been found but assumed dead. Rosalie isn't as bad as she was but I could tell that she still thinks of him often. She may have only been six at the time but she can perfectly remember him clearly.

Last but not least is Esme, my wife who is the reason why we have two extra additions to the family. We used to take in kids temporary but after hearing that somebody had pretty much ditch their baby in child care, she instantly wanted to give that baby a proper home, so she spent the next night convincing me how nice it would be for our baby Edward to grow up with a brother the same age as him. I eventually agreed and then came along Emmett. She absolutely adores each and every one of our kids but I have small feelings that we're not going to finish with four children. Maybe Esme will find another child to sympathise for.

After looking around to see where my children were, I noticed that Alice was missing. She had obviously wondered off again. She tends to do this a lot and always came back with a huge smile on her face as if she had seen an angel. What was even stranger was what she told me after she came back. One time, she had mentioned that she was talking to her friend. I had assumed that she meant on her phone so I just left it but the second time she went off, she came back with a bunch of wild flowers in her hand saying that her friend gave them to her. As a child, Alice tended to have a lot of imaginary friends so I suspect that this is what it could be.

I only needed to wait for about 5 minutes until Alice showed up again looking as happy as ever. She was usually gone longer than this.

"Dad, can I take some food so I can feed my friend? I think he's hungry" she asked.

Could this 'friend' possibly be a wild animal? She liked wildlife.

"Are we ever going to see this friend of yours?" Edward asked, finishing his sandwich.

She shook her head at him. "Nope. He doesn't like people" she revealed.

Yes, it has to be an animal. Most wild animals have a dislike towards humans; especially because of poachers.

"So why does he like you?" Edward questioned.

"Because I left him food this one time so now he's my friend" she looked at her brother like the answer was obvious.

"He isn't your friend, you are just his food source" Edward spoke as-a-matter-of-factly.

Alice looked back at me, ignoring her brother's comment and waited for an answer from me. Whether it was her imaginary friend or a wild animal, feeding it wouldn't be important but whatever it was, it made her happy.

"Well nobody seems to be eating the last two cheese sandwiches so maybe you could feed him those" I suggested.

She smiled at me and grabbed the remaining cheese sandwiches and took off again. Edward just rolled his eyes and made a start on a banana muffin that Esme had made.

"Sometimes I wonder if she's even normal" he muttered.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with becoming friends with animals. A guy's best friend is a dog, right?" Emmett said, giving his shoulder a push before grabbing a muffin for himself.

"Yes but we are talking about a wild animal that she talks to. Is this even an animal because remember the time she came back with freshly picked flowers? Animals don't do that. I personally think that this is all herself; that she is being two people at once" he explained.

"You're looking two deep into it dude" Emmett said.

We spent the next 20 minutes eating the rest of the food, excluding some that I left for Alice when she decides to come back. Speaking of which, she has just showed up again, placing herself between Esme and I.

"So did your friend eat the sandwiches?" Esme asked.

"No, he doesn't like to eat it when I'm there. I placed it near me but he was just sitting in the tree, watching me. I spoke to him for a little while but he never speaks back; ever. Maybe he can't speak" she thought.

"Is it a squirrel?" Rosalie asked.

Alice giggled at her question and just shook her head. Once all the food had been eaten and started getting a little dark, we packed all the things away and headed home. It wasn't a long walk as we had only been about 15 minutes away from the house. When we reached the house, Edward had headed straight to his room to play his piano, Emmett turned on the TV and Rose sat next to him while Alice sat at the table after grabbing a plain book with a few colouring pencils. Esme smiled at the children, realising how easily occupied they were.

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I had sent my children to bed about an hour ago, a generous time of 10 o'clock although Emmett still complained that it should be as late as 11. Esme was going to bed now and so was I but first I was checking that they were all asleep like I do every night before I go to bed. I usually found Emmett on his Xbox with the sound on mute. Rosalie was never a problem because she always cared about her 'beauty sleep' as she called it. Edward was only ever found awake if he couldn't sleep but he would still be laying in his bed. I had checked the three today and they were surprisingly asleep.

But there was always one that wasn't.

I opened the door to Alice's bedroom, already knowing it was too good to be true to have all four kids asleep by 11. She wasn't in her bed. I turned on her light in confusion; wondering where she was. I couldn't see her at all. I noticed that there was a piece of paper at her desk so I walked over to it, expecting to see a note but it wasn't. In fact, it was a good drawing of a boy about her age. I didn't understand who it was though. It couldn't have been a friend because my children were homeschooled. Maybe it was nobody. Alice has a very creative imagination so this could have just been an image in her head.

The boy in the drawing looked rather strange as well. He wasn't wearing a shirt so you could see a few ribs poking out, his trousers were a little ripped, his feet were bare and he was crouching with his head tilted slightly to the right. The only part of the drawing that was in colour was his eyes which were coloured blue. Strange; this isn't the usual kind of things that Alice would draw.

I then noticed that there was writing on the back.

If you ever find out that I'm gone. Don't worry. I'll be keeping my friend company because I think he's lonely.

It almost seemed like she has done this before without any of us realising. She was out in the dark by herself to company a wild animal. I think this is starting to get a little out of hand. I rush downstairs after letting Esme know that our daughter decided to go missing. I put on my trainers, grabbed a torch and then ran out of the door to head to the place where we had our picnic earlier on. Alice was bound to be nearby and when I find her, I definitely need to talk to her about this 'friend'.

So here's the thing. My other three stories haven't had many reviews for the latest chapter and I suspect it has something to do with the Christmas holidays and stuff so I would really appreciate people to review for my first chapter in this story. Maybe I'll even update within the next two days ;)

Or how about this? I will update within the next 24 hours if I hit at least 5 reviews.