Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own any of these characters, I'm just borrowing them for my
own sick pleasure.
Author's note: I am a big fan of Stephenie Meyer, and her whole Twilight series. I love
her work just the way that it is, but in my boredom I've decided to write
this story.
Jasper was tired of wandering the earth aimlessly, with no reason for his existence. He'd grown tired of his life with Maria, and had left in search of something more, but how long was he supposed to search he wondered.
The days were long, and the nights were even longer, and they only seemed that much more so because he was always alone. At least with Maria he'd had some sort of companionship, now he had nothing, just an endless procession of days that he was destined to spend alone.
The problem with constantly being alone was that there was no one to help distract you. There was nobody around to distract him from the monster that he had become. He was no better than any other parasite, feeding off the life of others to survive. And he was the worst kind of parasite; he fed off of humans, and killed them every time. How could it take so many lives just to sustain his life? There was no forgiveness for his atrocities. He deserved to suffer.
And suffer is just what he did. He felt the emotions of every one of his victims. The fear, the pain, the confusion, none of it escaped him. Perhaps they were the lucky ones; it was all over for them within a few minutes, he however was haunted by those feelings long after his thirst had been satiated. Multiply that by thousands for every life that he has ever taken and you will see his suffering, his torment.
Christ, he had to stop thinking like this before he went mad. He'd been traveling for days now without rest, and he knew that there was a bar in this town. Maybe he just craved company. The distraction would do him good. He could inundate himself in the emotions of others. Maybe if he surrounded himself by enough emotions, he could drown out his own for awhile.
As he wandered the desolate streets, he got the strangest feeling. He couldn't quite describe it, but for some reason he could swear that something was calling to him, or someone. He could smell another of his kind, so naturally his guard was up. He had no inkling whether this person was friend or foe, and there was no way that he would allow himself to be caught unawares. He hadn't survived this long by blindly trusting others.
As the building he was searching for came into sight, he was suddenly overcome with the sense that his life was about to change forever, and forever was a long time for his kind. The only question left to answer was, was this change for good or bad, and would he have the courage to open the door and find out?
***Sorry for the cliffhanger, but I guess that just means that if you want to find out what happens next you'll have to read the next chapter. I'll update as soon as I can. Read and review. Constructive criticism is appreciated, but any rude comments will be ignored. Laters!***