A/N: This chapter is Jasper's point of view on the events from the first chapter, it has his perspective on the things said, as well as his thoughts prior to meeting Alice. I'm posting the next chapter very soon, I think the third chapter will be a mix of both points of view. I hope you like the chapter! Read & Review!
Disclaimer: Although I own the book-set and preordered Breaking Dawn I do not own the rights to Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. We shall bow in her presence.
JPOV-- I didn't have a need to move around much anymore. Most of us can't stay in a place to long, it can cause people to
become suspicious. The predominate reason for that would be people going missing. That wouldn't be a problem, no, not
anymore. I was going to starve myself to death. I've never heard of a vampire doing it, but if one did who would live on to
tell of their death? If it were possible I was going to do it, if I put my mind to it I'll do anything I have to. I thought back to
when Maria said words much like those of me. I cringed at the thought of her. She made me sick, almost more sick than I
made myself. I was a monster. I hadn't eaten in weeks, but my eyes still brimmed with more red than any other vampire I'd
ever met.
It didn't matter if I despised having to kill people to rid of my thirst, just having the thirst for blood in itself made me a
monster, never mind acting on it. I went from being a noble soldier in the Civil War, helping people to the best of my
abilities. Now it seems my only ability is killing the people I had once tried to protect. I had hated hurting people to begin
with, but I was able to feel what they were feeling, every bit of fear and pain, I would feel all hope drain from their bodies,
faster than their blood. I would know when they were about to die, I would feel it as all their emotions disappeared as
they drifted into unconsciousness. Knowing how they felt made it harder, I would try to ease their pain with my power, I
could not only sense their feelings but, I could control them to a certain extent.
I spent nights walking the streets, and cloudy days as well. I considered the idea of exposing myself in the daylight, let the
world see my skin as it would shine. That would bring the so-called Volturi, to end my misery. I made that plan B if starving
myself did not work. I felt like I had been searching for something for so long, I spent everyday and every night trying to
figure what that is. I was walking through the rain questioning all that I am, who I was. My human memories have faded
some, but I remember more than most of us, my family is all that I think of now, how happy they must be up in the sky,
losing happiness when looking down on me. I wondered. If I do succeed, if I die, will I go to heaven? Oh, why can't I find
what it is I'm searching for; I've constantly changed my mind of where to look. I've given up on looking now. If I'm meant to
have what it is, it'll find me. I had a small sense their was someone following me, I didn't give it much thought, I didn't have
to worry about stuff like that as a vampire. I paused as I sensed a wave of emotion, I had felt this wave of emotion before:
love. I passed by it on streets ignoring what would never be mine. I looked around as I tried to decifer the difference
between what I had felt from others before and this emotion I felt now. The rain got in the way of my smell, so I followed
the growing emotion, that became partically concealed by sadness.
I knew I was getting close to that of who had been following me. "Why are you following me?" I said in a harder than
intended voice. Self loathing made me resent others I guess. I instantly regretted my tone if not after hearing it aloud, but
more so when I looked behind a car to see the most beautiful girl sitting with her head on her knees. I knew she was a
vampire when she looked up at me, her gorgeous eyes were brimmed with red same as mine, only more subtle. She was
not a monster, I could tell, I know she had to have tasted blood but, the smallest amount to keep herself in check. I was
lost in the features of her face when she spoke. "Jasper" It came out as a tiny whisper but, I heard this angel say my name
in complete clarity. I examined her features again, looking for anything that could help me place her. Had I known her as a
human? No, nothing could have made me forget her. I bent down at her level confused to no end. "Have we met?" I asked
sure the confusion showed on my face and in my voice.
She appeared to think for a second. Still lost in thought, she answered. "Hundreds of times... you just weren't ever there" I
was puzzled by her words. I was lost in nothing but, her. If her angelic face hadn't caught my attention, the riddles she
spoke in did. I had to know her from somewhere, I hadn't been able to talk to anyone else for longer than I could
remember, but she was so comfortable to be with, I enjoyed her presence. "I feel like I know you... who are you?" I got up
on my feet pulling her up with me.
Her confidence was up as she answered. "My name is Alice. I don't know who I am, or where I came from for that matter." I
laughed at her response a little. "Alice do you have a last name?" I'm sure humor was still written on my face, I felt like I
needed to be intense with her, everything about her, especially the feelings she resurrected in me, made me want to
proclaim myself to her. I didn't want to scare her off with so much intensity, so I tried to keep it light-hearted. I wrapped
her arm through mine, in an attempt to be closer to her. The second our skin touched, I felt her emotions were in a good
direction, I sensed touching her was fine.
"Most people do... I think I did... I... I just don't know what it was..." She sounded as confused as I was of her identity.
"Let's get you cleaned up, then you have some explaining to do..." I laughed trying to lighten the mood again. She made me want to be happy, something I didn't think I could do anymore.
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