DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY TWILIGHT

A/N: I'm writing this on my phone so bear with me. And if you don't like it, fuck off. i'm only 14 and i'm new to this so i can only do so many things well.

Chapter 4 Who Are They?
Jasper's POV

I found out that the house was going to be foreclosed tomorrow because Bella couldn't pay the rent. I'd given Bella the choice of moving into the Cullen house with me, which she happily agreed to.

I was sitting in the living room waiting as Bella packed her things. I thought about what had happened... Those feelings for her... It was inevitable. Like it was meant to happen, and I wasn't the only one who was feeling like that. I could hear Bella humming the lullaby that Edward had made her when they were together. I smiled at the sound of her beautiful voice, always on beat, never missing a note.

"Jasper! I'm done!" she called.

I smiled to myself and ghosted up the stairs to her room. She was dragging a large black suitcase that looked as if it was ready to burst from being overstuffed. I took it out of her hands, the thing felt as if it had a shit load of bricks in it instead of clothes. I carried it down the stairs and chucked it in the back of her truck. Bella staggered out, slipping on the ice.

I was next to her in an instant to catch her, I pulled her up and she giggled softly, "Thanks Jasper."

I smiled and realized what she was wearing, a lavender V-neck t-shirt that clung in all the right places and revealed just the right amount of cleavage, and black skinny that squeezed her ass just right. I walked her over to the car and opened the door for her, "No reason to thank me, darlin'."

She slipped in, closing the door behind her I made my way over to the driver's side and made myself comfy and drove to the Cullen's house.

The ride there was peaceful, but silent... Not in an awkward silence, but a good silence. There's really no other way to describe it.

"Does Carlisle and Esme know where you are?" she asked a little hesitant.

I reached over and took her hand in mine, it was so puny compared to my own, she immediately laced her fingers with mine. I could feel her pulse under her hot skin. "No, Bella, no one knows where I am." I sped down the deserted highway and

She nodded, "I miss everyone…"

I sighed, "They miss you too hun, even Rosalie."

Bella was played with her coat, "Really? I thought she hated me…"

I laughed, "Nah, she just put up that act because she thought you where going to hurt Edward, but when he broke your heart out in such an inhuman manner, she was down right pissed at him. He got an earful of words that would turn a sailor convert to priesthood."

She laughed, "Seriously? It was really that bad?"

I mocked a serious face and looked at her, "You weren't forced to sit there and listen to every word of her rant, giving you more of a reason to want to beat him to a pulp on the spot."

She giggled, making me smile. I poked her side and she squealed and giggled, "No! Don't poke me there!"

I laughed, "Whatever you say, Miss Isabella."

She blushed and smiled widely. Happiness, love, and affection where obvious.

I pulled her close, just to feel her warmth and to smell her addicting scent. Surprise ran through her but she snuggled into my and the love she was feeling was contagious, I smiled.

How did this happen? I fucking fell for my brother's ex for Christ sake! And my wife just died!

She hummed as we grew close to the driveway. I loved listening to her hum, it wasn't anything like Alice's. It was more… musical.

When I pulled the car into the drive way and I could sense her getting more anxious by the minute. I down at her and raised an eyebrow, "Why are you so worried?"

She looked up at me and smiled, I could feel her love. "I'm not worried... I just haven't been here in a while..."

I nodded because I was feeling the same way. I rubbed her back as we came to a stop in front of the house. I looked up at the grand old Victorian style home and a wave of nostalgia hit both of us. It was like I never left the house.

My phone buzzed, I got a text from Peter.

-J

In the living room,

Got some people I want you to meet.

-P

How the hell did Peter know where I was? It wasn't like I told him. I decided not to ask any questions because as weird as it might seem, Peter sometimes knew these things. I sighed and mumbled loud enough for Bella to hear, "Peter's here."

She looked at me confused, "Who is Peter?" she was tense

I smiled at her and she relaxed, "Peter is my best friend, he's like my brother. His mate Charlotte died 7 years ago from a crazed nomad and he hasn't been the same since… he rarely ever talks to anyone but me," I kept talking as I helped Bella out of the care and walked to the door, "he's like a brother to me. We've been friends since we fought in the Civil War together."

She looked up at me in total amazement, "You where in the Civil War?"

I chuckled, she sounded like a kid who was talking to Santa. "Yes, I fought for the Texas Calvary," I said proudly. "Major Jasper Whitlock."

She giggled, "I'm in friends with a Confederate Major."

I chuckled, "What?"

She looked up at me and shrugged, "Nothing~" she said in a sing song voice.

We walked inside. As soon as I stepped in Peter appeared right in front of me making Bella jump in surprise. His brown locks made in a swoosh, he wore a light blue tee with the words "Chicks Dig Me," tattered jeans faded from years of wear and tare, and a huge stupid grin on his face, "Dude! You gotta meet these people! They're amazing!"

"Hello to you too, Peter," I chuckled. "Bella this is Peter."

She did one of her most dazzling smiles, "Hi Peter, I'm Bella."

He took her hand and kissed the top of it, "I'm so sorry for being rude, Miss Bella. It is a pleasure meeting someone as beautiful as yourself." He drawled and winked at her.

Bella giggled and blushed, "No need to be sorry…"

Fucking prick. A deep growl rumbled in my chest, too low for Bella to hear. He looked at me in surprise and then smiled, "Ah," Was all he said.

I could hear chattering in the next room.

I could hear one female laughed and another female voice, a little demanding but calm in a way saying, "Your too hyper Jessie. Calm the fuck down."

We followed Peter and too my amazement there where about 5 people in my living room. Peter sat next to a girl who looked wired, she had a gray and white striped V-neck shirt, jet black hair that fell a little under her shoulders, and skinny jeans.

Peter smiled and said, "These people have come to help y'all."

"Help with what?" I asked.

A tall girl stood up and strolled over to us, she towered over Bella. She had a serious face that would do her well in poker. Her caramel colored hair fell to mid back and her deep hazel eyes burned a hole in me. She wore a pure white shirt and a pink and brown plaid skirt. She spoke with an assertive but calm voice, "Jasper Whitlock."

I was dumbfounded, "Yes?" I was confused, there was nothing coming from her. No feeling at all.

"My name is Kit. We have come, as Peter mentioned before, to help you." She held no expression. It was making me uneasy.

I looked down at Bella. She was starring at Kit with a curious look. I looked at Peter and he was flirting with the other girl.

Turning my attention back to Kit as she continued to talk, "You are on the most wanted list of the Devil. We are here to make sure that he does not get you."

My mind was flooded with questions, "Who are you?"

She smirked, "I am the Guardian of the Sun. These are my family, Jessie," she motioned to the Asian girl.

"What bitch?" Jessie tied not to smile but failed.

Kit chuckled softly, "She's the Guardian of the Moon, Zach," she motioned to a tall guy, not as tall as me. He had fire red hair, bright red eyes that was the same color as his unusual hair, a black t-shirt with a skull on it, and long dark brown khaki pants. "Is Guardian of the Sky."

"Yo," he said in a deep gruff voice he was eyeballing Kit.

Kit rolled her eyes, "Get over yourself. And this is Josh," she motioned to a boy who had more muscle tone then Zach and was a little taller, he had orange hair as well as orange eyes, he was wearing no shirt and faded jeans. "He's Guardian of the Earth"

"Hey," he smiled at Bella and me.

We nodded in shock

I nodded in there direction and looked at a guy who had light blue hair and cold black eyes. He looked to be about 21. He was wearing a white muscle tee, which exposed that he had well defined muscles. He was about my height and wore black sweats. But it was the way he looked at Kit… like she was his everything. He had a large grin on his face.

Kit looked at him and smiled, "That's my friend Vayne… he's a Grim Wizard."

Bella tilted her head slightly, "Grim Wizard?"

He smiled Kindly at her, "An 'Evil' Wizard. But I defied my father the Devil. I was tired of all the Hate. And when I met Kit… I turned to the lord and he forgave me and let me keep my powers."

I was so confused to the point of wanting to tear my hair out and scream Why me? But I just laughed. This can't be real. It must be a hallucination, "And just why the fuck does the devil want me?"

Kit looked at me and thought for a minute before answering, "We are not entirely sure."

A/N: i changed it for all who didn't like it.