A/N SURPRISE!!!! I made sure I got this chapter out ASAP!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I do own all the characters that aren't in Twilight, but are in this story!

The Story: Jasper's POV

(Start song number 7. It should be a song by x-ray dog)

It felt like someone took a knife and carved a hole in my chest.

Ashlyn was gone. She never wanted to see me again.

But on the other hand, I was free to get on with my life. No one was holding me back.

But then again, no one was pushing me forward now. I felt lost, empty. I moped around the house for the rest of the day. That night, I couldn't sleep. Pictures of Ashlyn waltzed in my head. That's when I made up my mind.

I'm leaving tomorrow!

I was going to leave no matter what!My mother and father would understand. No one would miss me. But I would miss someone. My own sister. Gone.

I got little sleep that night. And when I did get to sleep, I had nightmares. There were horrible. In them: Ashlyn died some tragic death or I died and I saw Ashlyn after it happened. I woke up screaming.

The next day, I packed the little belongings I had. My parents were out walking. It was time.

I walked outside.

Here I go!

I took step and looked back at the house. I'd grown up here. My whole life was in that house.

I started toward the train station. Thinking of Ashlyn the entire way. This was going to crush her.

She doesn't want you in her life now! I yelled at myself.

I was just about to get a ticket when a man came running up to me.

"Are you Jasper Whitlock?" the breathless man asked.

"Maybe. Who wants to know?" I asked. The man didn't look familiar.

"Do you where Miss Ashlyn is?" That got my attention.

"Is she missing?" I was frantic now.

"She's been gone since this morning!" Oh, no!

"Is Aztec gone?" I dropped my bags and followed the man. "By the way, who are you?"

"I'm Nathan." Okay! now it was starting to make sense. "And yes. Aztec is gone."

"I haven't seen Ashlyn since yesterday afternoon," I told him, heading into the forest.

We ran in silence for a few minutes. We finally reached the clearing. I looked around. Searching for anything that might give a clue to where Ashlyn might be.

We looked around for a couple minutes. I was about to give up when I caught sight of something in the grass.

Her book!

I ran over and picked it up. It wasn't just a book, it was her diary!

"Nathan, what's the date today?"

"August fifteenth. Why?" he sprinted over to my side. I flipped open the book not knowing what to expect. I turned it to the last entry and was relieved to see she'd written today. It read:

August 15 11:46am

Dear Diary,

He's gone. Jasper's gone. He doesn't need me. And I don't need him!
I don't care. He wasn't anything special! Besides, Samuel Denningwell
has been eyeing me. He's Rev. Andrew's oldest son. He's much better
looking. And an older boy at that! i might just start courting after all!
But I'd rather die than go without seeing Jasper again.
I hear a weird sound coming from Old Man Matthew's field! I'm going
to go see what it is! I'll be back soon!

That was all that was written.

Did she really think that I don't need her?! She's the world to me! My own sister! And if Matthew even dared to get near my Ash! I shuddered at the thought of Matt and Ash together.

"Find anything?"

Nathan's low voice brought me back to the present time. I scanned the page again. Then I turned to face him.

"Do you have a watch?"

He rolled up his shirt sleeve and revealed a silver wrist watch.

"Why?"

"What times it?" I looked back at the diary entry to check the time.

11:36am. How long ago was that?

"1:21pm" he said, looking back at me, question in his eyes.

"She wrote over an hour ago!" I said, showing him the book. "She should have been back by now!"

He quickly read the page and then looked at me. Without a word, we ran toward Old Man Matthew's field.

"Ashlyn?" I yelled. I was getting worried. Ash never let her diary out of her sight. She'd once told me that she had the dress maker sew hidden pockets on her gowns so she could bring it with her everywhere.

"Ashlyn?!" I yelled again. No response. "Ash?! Please answer! It's me, Jasper!" Nothing.

I could hear Nathan doing the same farther down the fence line. I looked at him. He raised his hands in the air as if to say, "I don't see her."

Just then I heard a sound. It sounded like some one was strangling an animal. It was coming from Old Man Matthew's field. I looked around quick and then climbed the fence.

I waited. Hoping to hear the sound again. I waited longer.

There it was! It was coming from the west. I ran toward it. Not knowing what I would find.

I ran. Faster then I'd ever run before. And before long, something came into view.

"Ashlyn!?" I yelled again. Again, no answer.

As I came closer I saw the outline of a horse kneeling on the ground. When I was close enough to see what it was, my heart stopped.

Aztec!

At least I thought it was. I couldn't tell. There was to much blood. He winnied again. The sound full of pain and anguish. Lying next to him was......................a mountain lion's body!

I stepped timidly forward. The lion was dead and I wasn't sure how long Aztec had, himself.

I walked slowly to Aztec, my hands extended forward so that he knew I wasn't going to hurt him. I was about to touch his cut up neck when he got up; revealing another blood-covered body.

"Ashlyn!!!" I screamed. I ran over to her. I scooped her into my arm, not caring about the blood stains that now covered my clothes.

"Ashlyn?" I asked frantically. "Ashlyn? Can you hear me?" I examined her for the first time.

Besides all the blood, which was pouring out from everywhere, her wounds were extremely deep. Her right arm was mangled and she had deep gnashes on her head. Her dress was torn and blood-covered.

"Nathan!" I screamed. He came running. When he saw Ash, he fell to his knees. His face colorless.

"Ms. Ashlyn?!" his voice shook. He pulled out a hankerchief and tried to wipe some of the blood. It didn't help. More just pooled out.

"Nathan, run and go get help! I'll stay with Ashlyn!" I was suprised at the authority in my voice, but a moan from Ashlyn's almost lifeless body caught my attention. Nathan looked at me, at Ash, then back to me.

"Go!' I urged. "I'll watch after her!"

He got up and ran toward the fence, which he then climbed, and ran off into the woods.

Ashlyn moaned again. I looked down at her blood-stained face.

"Don't leave me," I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. I leaned in and kissed her messed up bronze curls. She moaned again. Only this time her blue eyes flickered open.

"Jazz?" Her voice was barely audible. Tears streamed down my cheeks.

"I'm here. Your going to be fine," I said, hugging her to my chest.

"Jazz," she said again, the life gone from her voice. "I'm sorry. A-a-and I-i....."

She was cut off as she coughed. Buckets of blood gushed from her mouth.

This can't be good! "Easy, Ashlyn," I said as the last of the blood was out of her mouth.

"I love you Jazz. You are the best brother in the world," she gasped for air as she finished the sentence.

"I know! I love you too!" I said kissing her hair again. "Your going to amke it! Your going to be fine!"

She had to be! I wasn't going to let her die! Death couldn't have her!

She shook her head, her tears making clean streaks on her dirty cheeks. "No Jazz. Not this time. I'm not going to make it."

"You can't talk like that!" I wasn't going to let her! She was going to be fine. I wouldn't go join the war! I would stay with her! "Your going to make it!"

"Jazz, listen to me!" her voice was pleading. "I'm not going to make it." I started to protest, but she placed her hand on my lips. "But I want you to move on with your life! get married. Raise a family. Move on with your life. Make the woman you love feel as special as you made me feel."

I couldn't do this! "Ashlyn." I buried my face in her curls.

It seemd like hours dragged by, but suddenly I heard a rustling in the woods. I looked up, hoping to see a doctor or her parents at least. But instead, I saw a woman.

She was beautiful. Her hair golden. Her skin chalky white. And her eyes! Vibrante red! She was tall, skinny. She was in a fitted, pale blue gown.

She motioned to me with her fingure.

She wants me to come to her!

Somehow I found myself gently laying Ashlyn on the ground and walking toward, what looked like, an angel.

When I came to the fence, she stepped out of the shde of the forest, into the sunlight.

She glittered! Brighter then any dimond ever could! I couldn't take my eyes off of her!

She walked over to me. I couldn't move even though my brain was screaming at me to.

She placed her hand on my cheek and leaned in. She gentle pressed her lips to my forehead.

"She'll be fine." The angel's voice was pure sugar. Music to the my ears.

But as quick as she appeared, she disappeared. Just like that! Gone!

I turned to go back to Ashlyn, but to my horor, she was gone, too!

"Ash!?" I screamed. I ran to where she'd been lying. Nothing there but the bloodstains.

"Ash!?"

She was gone! Nowhere to be found!

"Mr. Jasper?"

I turned to see Nathan witha crowd of people behind him.

"Where's Ms. Ashlyn?" he looked around, then back to me.

"I don't know!" I cried, tears pouring down my cheeks. I felt arms wrap around me. I looked up into the face of my mother. "I saw this woman in the woods. She wanted me to come to her so I did. Allshe said was 'She'll be fine' and then she was gone! When I turned back around , so was Ashlyn!." I was gasping for air.

The men walked forward to the spots where the blood was. They looked around and talked in hushed tones.

"Well," one of the men said coming back to us. "If she was there, she isn't now."

I heard someone faint. I turned to see a woman fall into the arms of a man.

"That's Mr. and Mrs. Reed," my mother whispered. I nodded.

"Don't worry, Peter. We'll keep looking," Father said to Mr. Reed.

"Thank you." was all he said. He held a weeping Mrs. Reed. They walked slowly back toward town.

I turned back to the men who were picking up the dear carcus of the mountain lion and I watched them pick up the scraps of Ashlyn's red dress.

I couldn't believe it! She was gone. Gone for my arms. Gone from my sight. Gone, gone GONE!!

I tore out of my mother's arms and raced from the forest. Away from everyone and everything.

"Jasper!" I heard my mother yell. I didn't care. She was gone!

I was going to go to war! I didn't care if I died! There was nothing left!

She was gone.

End of the Story

A/N I hated writing this chapter 'cause I knew how it had to end! But just remember! Ashlyn is still alive! In the next chapter, we'll be back in the Cullen's living room! Keep on reading to see what happens!

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