I think this is cheesy... eh. maybe it's not so bad.

Mountain Air

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I laughed and whispered quickly in her ear, "We'll be the deadliest force that werewolf pack has ever had the graces of seeing."

Sakir smirked showing her fangs, "Damn right."

I smiled, "So who wants a shot of vodka and blood?"

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A month had passed, and I woke up to a bright cheery face inches from mine. I groaned, "Jasper please, can we take a break today?"

He shook his head, "No way, I love seeing you gripe."

I whined, "But Jade sits on her butt all day and does nothing!"

Jade's voice came from the living room, "I heard that, I am very useful."

I stuck my tongue out at her through the wall. He sighed, "Jade doesnt need training."

I frowned, "Ok mr. happy fucking sunshine. Let's go run up a fucking mountain."

I swung out of bed and looked at him through a piece of hair that had fallen into my face. He pushed it to the side and I looked down at my feet quickly. "Ok, time to go.."

I felt hands on my shoulders and I turned to look at him, his cool lips were pressed against mine, and I turned away, his lips trailing across my face and pulling away. I looked over at him and he was turned away. His voice was somewhat colder, "Lets go."

We ran for about 4 hours straight and when we reached the top of the mountain I sat on a boulder and sighed. His back was turned and he had his arms crossed, staring coldly out at the forest. I got up and stood behind him, "You cant make the trees turn to ice no matter how long you give them that icy stare."

He turned around sharply and looked at me with the same icy stare, "You haven't griped the whole way here. You're starting now?"

I clenched my fists, "I'm not griping."

I looked up at him and saw his face soften as his eyes followed two wolves out in the distance. I whispered, "If you're upset about this morning..."

His hand cupped my cheek, "Sakir, I refuse to be angry with you if you don't love me. It's your choice, not mine."

I protested, "That's not it at all! Is that honestly what you thought?"

He looked confused, "But.."

I put a finger to his lips, "I love you."

He muttered through my fingers, "Then why..."

I shook my head, "I'm a werewolf, you're a vampire."

He moved my hand, "I dont care," and kissed me.

My hands found his dark tresses and my fingers entwined themselves within as I kissed him back with force. Much too soon he pulled away and carefully unlocked my fingers from his hair. He kissed me one last time, very lightly and looked at me, "Alright, now you need to haul up 10 large trees on your back."

I almost wept, "From the bottom of the mountain?"

He nodded. I gave him a sideways glare and started walking down the mountain. He jogged up next to me, "Oh no, you're running."

I gave him a despairing look and he ran ahead of me as I soon followed.

After hauling the trees up I collapsed on the top of the mountain, stretching out my arms and my legs. Jasper stood over me, "Oh come on you arent tired yet."

I made a face, "Oh no, I'm just so chipper right now, I can hardly speak."

He frowned and picked me up by the arms, "We still have to run back."

I almost collapsed at his feet and picked myself up just enough to start running again. I drudged through the last 10 miles and collapsed on the bed when we got back. I closed my eyes wishing that the sun would not rise the next day.

Jasper POV:

I walked into our room to see her sprawled out and snoring softly. I smiled a little at her, I felt bad for exhausting her every day, but she was going to die in battle if she didnt have endurance. I bit my lip, her dying... what a real thing that could be. I looked out the window into the fading sunset. The rogue pack was getting more violent by the day, and the vampire council was getting worried that they are planning to assault the human population to rule them. I looked back at Sakir. She was the only one... who could turn the tide in the battle. Her viciousness exceeds all possible limits and the blind fury that crouches on the edges of her soul is frightening. I sat next to her on the bed and ran my fingers through her hair. But so achingly beautiful...

What a monster lays beneath that pale, soft skin.

What a monster that sits within me. Still telling me to taste the sweet blood that pumps through her veins like an intoxicating elixir of death.

Her breath caught and she turned towards me, opening her eyes.

back to Sakir POV:

I opened my eyes to him staring at me and his hand in my hair. I blinked, "Jasper?"

He stood up and rubbed the back of his head, "Er, uh... hi."

I sat up and looked at him yawning, "Something on your mind?"

"Not really, the usual, you know, werewolves taking over the world, the vampire council being bitchy about it, but not really helping."

I stared at him, "Werewolves are taking over the world?"

He nodded, "In a sense."

I frowned, "You need to think about other things once in a while."

He sighed, "I cant."

I shrugged, "Your loss," and closed my eyes once more. Embracing the darkness that filled my eyelids and passing quickly into sleep.

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I enjoy comments/constructive critique/grammar catching etc.

I don't care if it's just "that was good."

I love it when you send me crazy comments.

I hate it when you ask me to pick up on my speed of writing (that just gives you shortened, not well written plot throwers)

I'm a straight A student with lots of extra curriculars. Please no more pressure. thank you.

--Thalia Simon