Jumper

I am a Jumper

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A/N: ok this is my first Jumper fanfic…I hope I do well, reviews will be well appreciated :) anways I hope if enough Jumper Fanfics come into the website they will make a place for them

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Dear Diary, July 16, 2005

We moved again. This time to Australia. I like it here, beats some places that I have been. We've been doing well, keeping a low profile, I guess it helps though not jumping. I want to jump all that time. Makes life that much easier but mom and dad say it would attract those Paladin guys. Sometimes I just want to roll my eyes at them. I have never seen a Paladin. Sometimes I think they are just something mom and dad came up with to scare me. But then again they don't jump either…

I looked back at that journal entry with a sigh. How naïve I was back then.

Dear Diary, July 26, 2005

Dad did a job today. Yes he does rob banks. No we aren't the citizens of the year. But what else are we suppose to do? We need money and obviously my mom or dad cannot apply for a job. I jumped today. Secretly, of course. Mom would kill me if she found out. But it was fun. Dad wants me to take defense classes. I asked him why but all he said was there were people out in the world who wanted to hurt me. Dad is funny, he warns me not to jump but he himself jumps to rob banks. I want to jump. I like my power. It is who I am…

Dear Diary, August 26, 2005

They came.

I stared down at the page as tears flooded from my eyes. That simple sentence, wrote three years ago, spoke volumes to me. The diary entry with just those two words on one crumpled, dirty page and that's where my story begins.

Yes, Paladins came. No, I don't know weather they killed my parents or not. But knowing them I'm sure they did. Now my life is filled with revenge. But I have a plan. Yes a plan. Which involves other Jumpers but first I need the help of two Jumpers who I am not thrilled about meeting with, Griffin O'Conner and David Rice.

I sighed as I stared at the black book that lay in my lap. Leaping out of my thoughts about my plan, I thought about who I was going to talk to first. David or Griffin. To me, it made no difference. With this plan I was going to meet both of them so I didn't really matter who I saw first. I decided and then I Jumped.

I Jumped to jolly ol' London, England and bumped straight into on of the locals.

"Watch where yer bloody going."

"Sorry," I mumbled under my breath as I moved forward into the, surprisingly, steady stream of people.

I wandered to my favourite tavern and walked in. The bartender eyed me curiously for a moment before recognizing me.

"What'll it be, love?"

"Beer please Jonesy. I might be here a while."

Jonesy nodded his head and brought me a beer, I sipped on it casually and looked around the room. It wasn't that late yet so I knew that the person I was waiting for wouldn't be here for awhile. I grabbed my beer and headed toward one of the booths.