My little space to write: It has been some time, but here is another Chapter, please don't hate me too much, it is all for Jaspers wellbeing xD

Night

To think of it was only my ninth night and the event in Bellas world flew by with a speed, it wasn't long anymore until it comes down to Forks, but watching the scenes before me I would trade everything for that sappy romance than again violent fighting.

It was dark, but I was sure the lone figure fighting against everyone in his way was the Major.

"Holy, fuck Selen!" I turned my head from the fighting and looked at Peter holding a small female behind him, Charlotte I guessed.

"Ah, Peter how nice to see you." I gave him a wide and hopefully scary smile.

"Think you can help out here?" I changed my amusement for a serious face.

"I can try to clear a way to our friend Peter, but you need to be fast, take him and run." I tried to remember my feelings when I blew away Aro, a tingle raised in my belly and began to spread through my ghostly body. I turned in my friend's direction, envisioned a wind gust to blow away the vampires in the way, to clear a passage for them and let go of the energy. Wind picked up and did like I hope it did, clearing a passage leaving only Jasper standing, who shortly after was picked up by Peter and his mate, they didn't stop even to look back.

I gave a last glance at the chaos and followed them in silence until they found cover in an already destroyed village, jumping in a cellar and let the Major finally down.

"Why did you-!?" He was furious, but stopped seeing me.

"Why?" he growled out his shortened question at me this time.

"You know why and there is no shame in being saved and not turn around to fight, your ties to her can now be broken, do it and be free again, or turn back fight till your final death and be remembered only in past tense and by few others as a fool." When eyes could do real damage, I would be a pile of ashes on the floor.

He hissed some more and paced the floor like a caged tiger, graceful and deadly, until I had enough. Entering another's soul was a strange feeling and his inner world was a turmoil.

Giant vortexes swirled in the air, mixing colours and memories I really didn't know, but there was a centre, where two figures fought, one trying to reach a chain with the name of Maria engraved in each link that was connect to Jaspers back, the one fighting to defend it.

For this I need the help of my other half, and felt my form change. (just to clear it up, no she is not a shapeshifter or any kind of it, just a firm believer of that the soul in us can take on any form it wants in its realm.) I took the form of my other half, that one she had until I accepted her, the form of a big panther. I circled them until I saw my chance and jumped on Jaspers back, pushing him down with the force of my will to help him. Snapping at the Major to stop him, I turned to that fucking chain, it was firm, at least it looked like that, but I saw the hair thin breaks in it.

I didn't hesitate and rammed my teeth in the breaks I could see, in the power struggle to tame my other self, we gained an unbelievable strong will and the soul/mind realm is where strength comes from your inner place, not your physical strength.

Having myself attached to his connection to Maria, I analysed it and then did what I needed to do, and it will hurt him...a lot.

I pulled his first meeting with Maria up, the how he saw it, how he heard her, let it fill the chaos around us.

My other half detached itself and sunk deeper into Jasper, into the place where the Major kept the unjudged memories, these one without the imaginary pink glasses on. Pulling these up I let them slowly blend over the one Jasper had, letting it play again, having myself pointing out some of Marias flaws, and his own, slapping in his face that she talked about him like cattle.

I did that with every fucking memory, I was ruthless and cruel in telling him the truth and with each passing minute the cracks in the chain became deeper.

Some would say I brutalized him or mind raped, really it wasn't pretty to see and even less to be the one doing it to him, but I was always the cruel kind of friend, I will always tell you the truth from my view point (Truth is like beauty and defined by each person different), when you ask me if the dress looks good and I find it doesn't I will tell you that, not sugar-coating it in any way.

To finally crack his chain so much it only hangs on by a thin creak I really had to go even deeper than just Maria and he laid on the ground, not fighting anymore. I released my hold on him and looked at the equally cracked Major, as I said I did a number on him, and motioned to the final link.

"The final part you must do yourself." his eyes glinted for just a moment, his cracks healing and he took the sword on his side and slashed down as I slipped back into the cellar with Peter and Charlotte, only to be greeted with growls and snarls.

I looked around finding Jasper motionless on the ground with thin cracks in his skin that began to heal already, so the sounds didn't come from him, I turned when a cold claw swept through me.

To the claw attached was Peter.

"What did you do demon!?" that he refrained from cursing beside the demon, told volumes about his anger.

"What needed to be done, I forced him to see reason. He will possible wake up as a new man...you can hate me, curse me, shun me, but I did this for him and I'm not sorry I did it, just that it hurt that much." I felt exhausted and nearly fell asleep in my own dream.

"I don't know if we see each other again, so fare well." I faded out and fell into darkness, continued to sleep...just without dreaming.

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