The Day After. Jasper POV
"Hey, look, it is downcast today, as I said it would!" says Alice enthusiastic.
"Roarrr, let's go hunting Major". She moves her small hand pretending to scratch at the air.
She makes a cute kitten...
"And, what do we hunt, oh Divine Diana?"
It must seem quite weird, seeing a china doll teaching about hunting to a huge predator like me.
She smells the air, trying to locate an animal...
Her nose wrinkles
"Ugh badger..." she shudders.
"It is not pleasant to have. For your first taste, we can find something better!"
I start sniffing too, wanting to prove her I don't need lessons.
Berk, the blood smells I can find are not so attractive.
"Yes!!!! Gotcha!!!" She starts doing a small victory dance.
Ridiculous but so sweet.
She stops, smiling sheepishly. "There is a wolf not far from here. Follow me."
I grin at her, ready for the challenge.
"Aren't we suppose to follow the white rabbit instead of you ?"
She sticks her tongue at me and start running.
I follow her chuckling at her childish behaviour.
The wolf is there, between our bodies. I throw myself at it before Alice, trying to tackle it to the ground.
I end up on the ground, my shirt torn to pieces, and the pixie giggling madly.
Well, the wolf's neck is snapped!
She urges me to bite.
So, I bite down its neck. The blood is not as bad as I thought. And it is true that it is filling the need if not fulfilling it.
"Well done, Major, but next time, try to save your shirt and not me"
The wolf is totally drained in no time and I look down my shirt.
"Oh no, I'm sorry Miss Alice. It was such a great shirt. Ya must have spent so much time on it. I'm truly sorry"
I am feeling ashamed and sorry for her. Something strikes me, at that precise moment. Am I starting to care for her? No, that's not possible, I haven't felt anything for anyone for so long...
It is just some leftover of politeness from my human life...
"Would ya like somethin' to drink, Miss Alice?"
"Thanks, Jasper, that's very nice of you, but I can fend for myself. Here, look and learn." She winks at me and disappears in the bushes.
I start after her, wondering what she is going to have.
There is a bear standing a few feet from her. She stands, like a stone statue, her eyes are glazed over. I freeze frightened for her. She can't be about to do that right?
Suddenly she moves, escaping the fierce paws of the beast like a butterfly.
I am totally enthralled and captivated by the lethal dance she is performing in front of me.
Then, she is on its back. Her razor sharp white teeth are shining and she snaps the neck of the monstrous beast. It falls in a heap. She smiles at me and bites down.
A few seconds after, she stands offering me the beast
"There are some leftovers, do you want them? It would be a pity to waste it."
I grab the bear greedily. It smells quite acceptable so I drink.
She sits cross legged on the floor, watching me. This is not really appropriate but I need the blood too much. I finish the bear, feeling quite full and sit next to her.
"Why don't you tell me more about you, Miss Alice?"
She smiles sadly.
"I haven't got much to tell you. As I told you, I don't remember my past."
" Well, tell me abou' ya present. What d'ya like doing in ya free time?"
Her eyes lit up .
"I love shopping and making clothes. In fact, I like embellishing people."
"That explains the shirt and pants. I'm still sorry for it" I reply, gesturing toward the shredded pieces left on my shoulders.
"Don't worry about it, I see a lot of shopping trips in the future to make up for it." She is giggling lost in her little future fairy world.
I could adapt to this kind of life. I can comprehend Pete better now.
But, I shouldn't be wishing and dreaming about this kind of life. No heaven could be handed so easily to a damned creature like me. My inside darkness comes back, as the last feelings of some of my victims creep back into my mind, silent screams of pain and horror at disappearing .
Alice seems to sense my darkening mood and softly puts her hand on mine.
Such a tiny hand compare to my big one.
She doesn't say anything and her feelings don't betray any pity.
I refuse to look at her. I lose myself inside her feelings and I can find only love.
What is wrong with this girl!
I begin to feel angry. How can she pretend not to be scared? She is so reckless.
A wave of calm washes the clouds away from my mind and I look at her dumbstruck.
"I can't affect what you're feeling. However, you feel what I feel, right?"
I nod...
"Then, if I feel calm, you'll feel calm." Her honesty shines from her face.
"That's... logic, I think..."
"What were you thinking about?"
I dismiss her, not wanting to remember those times.
"What is your favorite color, Miss Alice?"
She claps her hand.
"Yay, Twenty Questions!!!! You know, for vampires, it should be Twenty Thousands!!!"
I lie down in the grass agreeing to play.