Whoo-hoo! Chapter one!! It's really sort of sad, the way my brain works. You see, I'm working on the 4th chapter right now, but this is the first REAL chapter being posted. I'm already considering ideas and names for a sequel! I actually had a really good one... and there is a very high chance for a sequel since I have the story planned out and the ending has so many possibilities! But let's not get into that right now.
Thanks for all of you who reviewed and to Amber-is-a-Jasper's-Girl (no, you cannot have him, at least not here) for getting this chaptered beta-ed as fast as she could. I know you had a lot of beta-ing to do for others!
I know I've already given warning, but here it is again. Jasper is kind of mean. His James logic definitely shines right now. It dominates him. He's not the Jasper we know. However, I feel when I write him that it is him deep down, if you try hard enough to feel it, it really is him. I hope you guys feel the same!
Disclaimer: I do not own it. Sorry, guys! I wish I did too. BUT one of my friends on here and I share a Cardboard Jasper. He's virtual, but it's still him (deep deep down).
Rain. I relished in it. I dashed through the torrents, ignoring the stares of incredulous humans. I was wearing just worn jeans and a faded red shirt. My hair dripped in my face, but I brushed it away.
The only troubles with rain were the lack of humans. I would need to break into a house to get my dinner. I was following a police cruiser this time, waiting for it to stop.
There were two humans in it. Their blood was pumping rapidly, as if they were anxious about something. Actually, they were - I could feel it. My lip curled into a feral smile and venom filled my mouth. I ran and ran, staying right behind the car. I didn't bother to listen to their conversation. It was of no importance.
Eventually, a sign came into view. I stopped to find my bearings as I took note of the direction of the car.
"Welcome to Forks… well, I don't think that would be a wise thing to say if it's me they're trying to welcome," I mused. The luscious scent still lingering, I dashed to catch up.
It was time. Night had fallen. The father was asleep and the girl was restless, rolling around in bed. The rain pounded down, but I couldn't care less.
I climbed lithely up to the window and cracked it open with just a pinky. I slipped in, my shirt dripping excess water onto the carpet.
Her scent surrounded me and I breathed deeply. She had no idea I was there- her head was hidden under the pillow.
"Delicious," I hissed, too low for her to hear. As I crept over to her bed, the scent suddenly became familiar. Her brown hair fanned out on the bed, the smell just wafting up. How did I know this scent so well?
My icy skin brushed her warm neck as I brushed aside her hair, clearing a spot for the kill. Her heart rate sped up tremendously and I lunged forward- but not before she screamed.
"Aa-" I cut her off. The scream, as short as it was, sounded familiar. The tears that dripped down her face, as she knew she was about to die sparked a memory.
She had gotten away.
She was the little girl.
And nobody, I repeat, nobody gets away from me.
My thoughts even more vicious than before, I threw her off the bed. She landed with a thump. I grinned… she would pay for getting away.
"What's your name?" I asked pleasantly as I crouched down beside the huddled ball. "Come on, spit it out, the longer you postpone, the longer you suffer."
Maybe I was being cruel and unnecessarily so. Okay, not maybe. I definitely was. But I couldn't help it. In the years that passed, I had felt so much hate for this worthless, little girl that had ruined my perfect record!
"B-b-bella," she sobbed. I could smell a bruise forming on her hip and smiled… wonderful, it would be fresh.
The scent of other vampires neared. I swore under my breath- I wasn't done yet! Either way, I leaned in, ready to kill.
"Alice, slow down!" a boy insisted. "I can't go in there!"
"Why not? Oh wait- is it because it's a girl's room? Oh, Edward! You prude!" a familiar, painful voice laughed. I froze, my heart exploding in my chest.
"NO!" The boy's voice was full of fury. "That is not why! Besides, you don't have a mate either… oh. Right. Sorry. I forgot."
"It's okay." She spoke softly, her voice full of emotion. "But why can't you-"
"I can smell the blood from here. And… I want to kill her," he whispered, his words raw and much more monster like than before.
"Edward, go home!" she ordered, suddenly alarmed. "I'll handle it, but stay away from this house! Go! It's dangerous! I can see it!" This Edward man scurried away quickly. Alice- no, not Alice- her smell drifted through the window and I turned my eyes back to my victim.
"Make a deal with me," I commanded. She took a sharp breath, frightened, and didn't respond. "Make a deal! Respond! Are you stupid?"
"No," she wept in a shaky voice.
"No, you're not stupid, or no, you won't make a deal?"
"No… I'm not stupid," she whispered. I smiled. This would be easy… and I would get my way.
"They're coming to get me- you'll be my shield. They won't hurt you," I pondered, trying to find a way to let her benefit in the least. "You'll live longer. Even if just by a few moments." She nodded and I yanked her up by her arm. She was several inches shorter, but it ought to be sufficient, especially if I kept a good hold of her…
She appeared by the window, a worried expression on her face. She looked just like I remembered her. Short, choppy black hair… beautiful; tiny features… big, golden eyes. She was dressed better than before, no doubt. Designer labels on all her clothes, I was sure. Then again, she always did have an infatuation with shopping.
It hurt to see her. She stared at me for many moments, hurt shown blankly in her eyes. Instead of addressing me, she spoke to the human.
"Who are you? I don't believe I've seen you before," she commented kindly. Bella gulped uncertainly.
"B-bella Swan. I just moved here."
"Ah… and who's this?" She gestured to me without meeting my eyes. I didn't blame her- they were crimson red, whereas hers were liquid gold. I felt disgusting, monstrous even, in her presence, but I would not be weakened by affection. Not this time.
Flashback--
She must have sensed my curiosity, because her red eyes watched me intently. She left some bills on the bar counter and slowly led me away.
I followed blindly. I knew I should have been on alert. I was a soldier, for crying out loud! But… I couldn't help trusting this girl, who was so confidant yet unsure at the same time.
She brought me into a dingy hotel nearby the bar. As we walked silently up the stairs, her hand gripped mine tighter. I smiled- the affection coming from her was incredible. I didn't know it was possible from a vampire. Then again, I had spent so many years experiencing sorrow and pain that I had forgotten anything happy.
Flashback--
"Jasper," the weak human croaked. I was shocked- how had she remembered my name?
"Are you… friends?" She was hesitant now, choosing her words carefully. Before the human ruined it all for me, I cut in.
"Yes. Bella and I have been friends for a long time, haven't we?" I flashed a grin, my teeth and all. She nodded quickly.
"How long have you known Jasper, Bella?" she continued.
"I-I was seven," she sobbed, breaking down once and for all.
"Leave her alone," I defended as the tears rolled down her face. It was a pity, she smelled delightful. But I couldn't dispose of her yet. I carried her to her bed and brought the covers over her gently, almost in a friendly caring manner. "Let her sleep."
Alice's eyes flashed with malice as she watched me. She pursed her lips angrily, but started towards the window.
"If you hurt her, we'll know," she threatened. "If you hurt the human, we'll know, and Emmett will have no problem hurting you! Anyone who hurts me has to face my brother, anyhow – you're lucky you've convinced her to lie for you."
She slipped out and I collapsed on a rocking chair in the corner. I couldn't even kill her now! What would I do? How could I get back at her and get my blood? I sent waves of lethargy to make her sleep and as she dozed, I thought.
What hurt the most? What was indescribable pain? Being changed, of course, but I would need to deal with her forever then. I groaned and tried to think back to my past.
I was changed. That was already ruled out. I had participated in the newborn wars and in training them- I had scars to prove it. But it also involved change. The thirst wouldn't do either. My good friend, Peter, had left me- that hurt plenty; it was enough to leave Maria! I had lived in solitary existence for a while. Loneliness wasn't fun. But there was no sufficient way to get her alone for a long period of time.
How could I make this work?
The memories of Alice, of her, swam in front of my eyes. Her disappointment, her anger- it was all directed towards me. I fell apart, dry sobs racking my body. I clutched my knees to my chest, trying to hold the pain inside. It had been so long since I had let in any love, and this hurt. It hurt so much I wanted to die. I would have gladly taken that route in that moment.
That was it.
I uncurled myself and began to plot out my plan. It would be perfect.
Seconds, minutes, hours ticked by. My throat was burning- I needed to hunt. But I couldn't hurt her. I needed to be as thirst free as possible for this to work. So, I ditched the girl and went to the outskirts of the town to hunt.
The sirens of police cars awaked Bella. They had gotten a call that Juliana Stoker, age six, had disappeared from her home late that night. I licked the blood from my lips, still relishing the taste.
Ha, don't you love my reference to the vampire world? If you caught it, let me know! Sneak peek? Well, fine, if you insist:
Her shrieks pierced the silence as her eyes settled on me – a killer.
"Sh!" I hushed quickly, snapping up into a standing position. "I'm your friend, remember? Well, at least, I want to be." She watched me with frightened eyes.
"What do you want?" she asked me shakily.
"Honestly?" She nodded and I grinned.
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