My name is Jasper Hale. I am, well, you know what I am. This all started when I was going on my daily hunt. I went alone because I was getting sick of feeling everyone's happiness. Sometimes feeling the emotions of everybody in the room, isn't the most pleasant thing.
I stopped in a high pine tree. The wind blowing south, about 15 mph. I closed my eyes and let my senses take over. I breathed in. I held my breath, and opened my black eyes. A wide grin appeared on my face. Dinner. Mountain Lion. Venom seeped out of my saliva glands, soaking my mouth. I scuffled down, getting as low as possible on the thick tree limb. I spotted the lion, grazing peacefully. Unaware of the danger it was in. A low growl escaped my throat. I watched as the lion moved closer towards me. I got even closer to the tree limb. The lion stopped at a small watering hole in the ground. I dug my nails deep into the bark, leaned back, and pounced 50 feet out of the tree, landing on the unaware lion in a matter of 5 seconds. I dug my fingers into its throat, blood pouring out. The sent made my throat burn. I was so thirsty. Venom was leaking out the sides of my mouth right before I sunk my front teeth into the lions neck, draining every ounce of blood in its veins.
When I was done with my feasting, I threw the body into a lake. I didn't want to go back to the Cullen house just yet. I wasn't ready to start feeling the emotions again. I had some of my own to sort through. I ran out past a field, and hopped up into another tall pine. I got up as far as i could and sat on a limb with my back against the tree. I leaned my head back, closing my eyes. I cut of my sense of smell, and sight, and just let my ears take over. It was very peaceful up here. I could hear so many different things. Birds. Animals feasting. Animals mating. Humans mating. I shook my head and opened my eyes again. I sighed. Humans. I buried my face into my hands, and tried to imagine. My body was so cold. So, dead. The humans were so warm. When their lips touch, their bodies touch. The warm sensation you get when a human runs their fingers down your chest, touching ever crease in your body. The beautiful sent of a female. So delicate. Luscious lips, sparkling eyes, amazing curves. What I would do just to be able to touch her with out wanting to suck the life out of her.
I let out a soft moan, as I realized my pants became very tight. I thought about her hot breath down my neck. My pants were unbuttoned. Her soft breasts pressed against my cold, hard chest. Now they were unzipped. Her, running her wet tongue down my stomach, and wrapping her lips around my thick, hard...uhhnnn!
My eyes flung open. I lifted my hand to see the white, glisting, cream run down my arm. I blinked a few times. I took a deep breath. I could smell the sweet sent on my hand. I buttoned my pants back up and departed from the tree. I decided it was time to go back to the Cullens. It was about time I talk to Emmett.
TO BE CONTINUED......