AN: As always all parts of the Twilight Saga belong to Stephenie Meyer. One day I hope that my own work is as successful

As far as the vampires go, Jasper and Alice have always been my favorites. I finally decided that I need to write my take on their story. I apologize if I take artistic liberties.

Chapter one - Disenchantment

For more years than I care to count, this has been my life. I assist Maria in turning a crop of vampires, I train them and then when they are no longer useful to her I kill them. Rarely, one would show great potential and will be allowed to live. It was that way with Peter, but since his defection with the soon-to-be-destroyed Charlotte no more were to be singled out, no more were allowed to live. Since that day Maria has taken to observing the "culling process" she sits out of the way and watches as I rip each limb from limb. The thought of her there sickens me as much as it excites her. None to few of the scars checkering my skin are the direct result of her presence. I spend almost as much energy trying to keep the newborns from taking revenge on their dearly beloved master as I spend in killing them at all.

The thick incense of burning vampires filled the autumn air as I threw the last of the corpses on the flames. I heard Maria stir behind me. Luckily tonight I managed to avoid injury. I was merely thirsty. I was tired of the endless round of killing though my body was incapable of showing it's exhaustion.

The woman who had run my life for decades bordering on a century walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around my center bringing them up to caress my scarred chest as she stretched to whisper in my ear "Good work Jasper." She hissed, a sound that at one point I would have found desirable, sultry even. Now I hear it for what it is, the hiss of a snake. "I have a treat for you in the manor." This was different. Normally she would dismiss me and I could hunt on my own but tonight she led me by the hand to the manor and my empty guts churned in anticipation of her "treat."

When we entered the foyer I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Two young girls awaited us. Their faces were still rounded with youth. A quick appraisal of their bodies increased my estimate of their ages. Their bodies were rounded with the beginnings of womanly curves. Still they were young. I looked at Maria questioning her with my eyes about our guests.

"Your treat." She hissed again. "The twins here stumbled upon our property this afternoon, I could not let two such delectable specimens go on their way without meeting you." She knew how thirsty I would be after destroying the newborns, the venom began to pool in my mouth at the the thought of this meal...and I hated myself for it.

I went to the first and held out my hand to her. She smiled at me as I pulled her to her feet. My thirst was too much to bear, I sank my teeth into her neck as soon as she was standing. Much to my disgust she moaned in pleasure as soon as my lips made contact with her soft young skin. I folded my tall frame around her small one as I drained her quickly, giving over to the monster within. She didn't last long, she never even knew what was happening to her. She thought my touch was something else entirely, until it was too late.

A scream echoed through the manor as I dropped the lifeless body of the girl. Her twin scrambled away from me, a look of abject horror on her face. Unlike her sister she saw me for what I was. She saw the monster rather than the man and was smart enough to run in terror. Unfortunately for her she had no speed to match mine. The venom in my veins gave me power she had never dreamed to fear. Before she had moved a step she too was enfolded in my deadly embrace. All too quickly her corpse joined her sister's and the monster in me rested, sated for now.

My eyes met Maria's. She smiled at me. "See Jasper, you take care of me and I take care of you." Her hips swayed as she walked toward me. Her tone was meant to be seductive but it seemed mocking in my ears.

At that moment the contemptuous look in her crimson eyes decided me. "Never again, Maria. Find another toy. I'm done." I walked past her to the door and kept going.

She came after me, I knew she would. She flung herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck, her slight body hung from my shoulders. "Jasper, what are you doing? Why would you say such hurtful things to me? I need you Jasper. Haven't I given you everything you wanted?" She was pleading with me, like so many times in the past. She was a spoiled child, a spoiled woman, a spoiled vampire. In the past I would back down, I would give in. I am one of the ones who has spoiled her. No longer, I meant what I said, I was done.

I pried her arms from my neck and let her fall. She didn't try to save herself, it was part of the tantrum, she just fell to the dirt of the ground and crumpled. I kept walking, I had no desire to indulge another of her tantrums, it was time for me to leave. "Jasper!" I was already running when her cry reached me, "Jasper Whitlock! I made you! I gave you everything! How dare you leave me like this! You are nothing without me, you'll be back!" There was venom in her cry and it reaffirmed my earlier evaluation of her, yes Maria was a snake.

I wouldn't be coming back, not this time. I quickened my pace, stretching my legs to the limit of my enhanced abilities. I ran as far and as fast as I could from Maria, from the slaughter, from the monster that I carried with me. I ran north, last I had heard that is where Peter and Charlotte went when they too escaped. All I knew is that I had to get away. I needed to find a new me. I needed to start over and I had no idea how. All I had was the wind in my hair as I took my first breath of freedom.

AN: Hope you liked it. I appreciate all reviews.