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A/N: so the majority of this story will be in Jasper's POV...just want to go ahead and put that in the first chapter so readers won't be confused

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Ch. 1

Christ I hate tuxedos. They're so fuckin' uncomfortable and so stiff. I'm not a formal kinda guy, so when I have to put these damn things on, I'm not a happy camper. Not to mention that they remind of the Pixie bitch I rather forget. Stupid controlling bitch and her fucked up family. I was never happy until I left them. Only thing that made it bearable was the human that Eddie boy figured himself 'in love' with. Please...

If he had been in love with her, he never would have been able to hurt her or leave her like he did. Oh yes, I saw that whole nightmare. I never thought that Eddie could be that cruel, but he proved me wrong that day. Well me, Emmett, and even Rose. Rose had been furious when he saw what he did to Bella. She liked Bella enough and wanted to be her friend, but Eddie made it seem that she didn't and ended up frightening Bella so much that she wouldn't even come near Rose. The three of us saw what he was doing to the poor girl and wanted to intervene, but we were all held back by my bitch of an ex-wife and the parentals. Fuck, Carlisle is a joke of a coven leader. He caters to them because they have the 'better' gifts. Asshole.

Back to the tux. I hate the damn thing, but it is necessary for what I am about to do tonight. A party that has my kind as the only guests is happening tonight and my 'employers' have managed to get me in. My buddy Peter has assured me that all will be well and that I got the job for a reason. What that reason is, he won't tell me. Cryptic bastard, but at least he's not like the ex. According to my employers, this party is supposed to be a meeting of sorts between vampires who take part in the underground fighting network. The network which happens to be illegal in both worlds because of who the fighters are: kidnapped humans. Men and women kidnapped merely for vampire entertainment. I was supposed to go, make nice, and get enough information so that my bosses could bring it all down. Well that and kill the top fighter there because apparently the fighter was making things really suspicious. Too suspicious for my employers who wanted to keep this operation as much under wraps as possible.

That wasn't the only reason I was going according to Peter. All he would tell me when I asked was that a part of my past was there and a shit storm of trouble would soon follow. Nothing that would get me and that past killed, but shit would be coming once I found that person. I just hoped it wasn't the ex and that fucked up family of 'vegetarians'. God I had been so stupid as to believe in that crap.

When I left the Cullens, I immediately went back to Texas and my old ways, which included hunting humans. I kept with Peter and Charlotte's way of hunting which included the dregs of society, the criminals who escaped justice, and the terminally ill. When I got to their property, we had a big bonfire and they burned everything I had dragged with me, including all the clothing the Pixie bitch forced on me. Only things I kept were my jeans, my boots, and a few of the button downs I could tolerate wearing. Everything else got burnt to a crisp.

I get in the car and I start driving towards the destination already keyed into the GPS. I have to say, being a government lackey does have its perks. Good house, great car, and even better pay. First thing I bought after the house was a new car. 2012 Mustang GTO in the darkest black I could imagine. Even the interior was black. It suited me, not to mention that any blood stains were covered by the dark color. As I drive, I remember how I got involved in my current 'career'.

FLASHBACK

It had been six months since I left the Cullen house, four since my bitch of an ex sent me divorce papers stating that she couldn't 'babysit' me anymore. I remember laughing when I had Jenks send them back signed, and with a pic of my new self, red eyes and all. I also sent them notice that Jenks would no longer be helping them in the future with any relocation or setting them up with false documents. Last I heard from them, through Emmett, was that they were calling any allies they had to try and find a new lawyer. I had laughed for hours when he told me that the Pixie for some reason could not see me and had raged when the letter from Jenks came.

I was hunting near Galveston, keeping to the shadows and all that crap. I had fed on one asshole already that night, but I wanted another just to keep me sated for a longer period of time. Not that it mattered, my control being so good that I could go nearly three months without feeding, but I never wanted to take a chance in case I ran into someone I knew. I had just spotted my next target when a huge black limo pulled up next to me. The window went down and someone asked, "Mr. Jasper Whitlock?"

The sound of my human name was still strange to me, so it took me a second to respond to the person in the car. Once I acknowledged that person they said, "Please get in. We have much to discuss." I was hesitant at first, but figured that if it went south, I could just drain whoever was in the car, driver too. I slid into the limo and it started driving again. I turned to face whoever had spoken to me and was shocked to find it was none other than Jenks, and another woman. It had been her I heard, but Jenks had been the one by the door, which had thrown me off.

He nodded to me and turning to the woman said, "I got him in the car. The rest is up to you." She never moved forward to where I could see her and the voice that came from her direction creeped me the fuck out now that I was closer to it. She said, "I would like to apologize for the subterfuge Mr. Whitlock, but this was the only way to get to talk to you. You have a very odd schedule." I nodded, allowing her to talk before I said anything. For despite the fact that she was human, she seemed dangerous to me. As if she could end me without a single problem.

She continued, "I have a request to make of you." That's when she told me everything. Humans knew about us. Apparently despite the Volturi's number one rule, the humans, or at least their government, knew about our existence. This woman was offering me a job. If I worked for their government, they would continue to keep the existence of vampires out of the public eye. Apparently her agency was the only doing so, as the others wanted us destroyed. I did ask her what would happen if I refused. This is where Jenks apparently came in. He said that if I did not agree to her request, he would be forced to divulge all of his files to her agency. Every vampire in the world would be revealed merely because of their need to reinvent themselves. As for me, I would be destroyed merely because of what I was capable of.

I agreed, mostly because I didn't want those I cared for and trusted to be exposed. A few days later, I was escorted to their training facility. Not that I needed it. I showed them exactly what I was capable of and a month after that strange ass meeting, I was doing my first job. I never met the woman again and Jenks seemed to disappear. After a few months, i just let it all go. I did the jobs and took the pay. Sometimes it was humans I would have to get rid of or spy on, other times it was other vampires. My gift came in handy in all the jobs. I made the deaths as quick and painless as possible. I didn't need to torture them, so i merely did what I had to and left.

That was 5 years ago. Now I'm their top assassin and spy. And now I was going to a party merely to spy and figure out how to execute this fighter that was causing some kind of trouble that no one would give me specifics on...joy.

END FLASHBACK

Two hours later, I reached my destination. It was a huge ass mansion, probably bigger than fucking Buckingham Palace and the White House combined. Made sense, since according to what intel I had that most of the fights happened at this house, the meeting usually going on elsewhere. This time was different. The vampires here wanted to show off their prize fighters to all the vampires in their world. Luckily I had fed before getting ready, otherwise I'd probably drain someone once the fights for tonight began. Just as I drove up I got a text. It was from Peter and he was being his usual cryptic asshole self. All the text said was:

J,

control the shock you'll feel. And protect her with your life...because she's your's

-P

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

Little did I know that I was about to find out. My future was about to get all kinds of fucked up.