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Jasper's POV:

I could feel them all inside the big mansion where the humans lived. I could feel each and every non-human and whatever they were feeling in this moment. The wolves and witches were sleeping or eating while the vampires had separated in to rooms as far away from each other as possible. I have to admit I was surprised to see the house still standing with so many vampires residing inside. This had to be the biggest group of vampires gathered together I had seen since my time with Maria. Even then with all my calming abilities it had been dangerous times. One wrong move and you would be dead. I found it interesting that these vampires had not taken down each other before going for the other supernatural beings and finally the humans. It was almost as if they were a family or something of the sort. Some of them actually cared about the people around them.

"Home sweet home." Leah mumbled under her breath and I turned my full attention to her. We had decided to all ride together since apparently Vladmir and Felix were good friends and neighbors.

As we exited the large black SUV I could feel my fighting instinct kick in. I did not want to be here. Danger oozed from every crevice of the house and I knew it to be my survival instinct telling me that other vampires were around. I had fought my whole existence and for me to co-exist peacefully with others of my kind happed to be a very foreign idea to me. I wanted to lash and kill the first thing I came in to contact with and since it happened to be Leah who was closest to me I fought the urge off the best I could.

Vladmir looked at his watch before turning his attention fully to me. I took the time to study my new owner as he stared right back. He was obviously of Romanian descent. He had blond hair so bright it could take on the sun and in the wrong lighting may seem to be a poor dye job. His blue eyes bright like a cloudless day I had not seen since my days of a human. He was small and stocky and I could tell that had he been a vampire he would've been a force to be reckoned with.

His appearance may make him seem young to anyone looking his way, but I could see the age in his eyes. He had seen a lot of death in his short human life and I had to wonder if he chose me because he had sensed how good of a fighter I was. Maybe he was tired of losing his 'pets' so quickly. The she-wolf had informed me he had a habit of losing fighters quicker than anyone else she knew. Apparently my new owner had a lot of people who wanted to see all his fighters wiped out so they would have a chance of making a name for themselves in the betting world.

"I have an appointment I need to be getting to, but I will have someone show you around." He stated as we made our way inside his large home. "Tanya!"

I realized that Leah had been ordered to follow us and I figured it was because Vladmir feared I would snap like I had back at the prison. I had no excuse for my behavior other than the fact I thought Leah had been in danger. Human emotions such as friendship and love had no meaning in my life and so understanding the signs would take time. To me every single move a person made could be taken as hostile. When you live a certain way for so long then you are bound to grow accustomed to it. Having been surrounded by newborns my whole life as one of the undead did not leave much room for non-violent relationships. They had a habit of attacking now before they tried to assess a situation. The only reason I lasted so long in the first place is because I am and always have been a thinker. I try to use my head first instead of relying solely on my actions.

Out of the blue a vampire female with hair so blond it could almost be considered white with a slight curl to it came out of nowhere. She was beautiful even by a vampires standards and she was exactly the kind of woman Maria would have used to seduce young men in to a life of death. The emotions coming from her were not in any way, shape, or form hostile and yet that is what I took it as. The second she came close enough I had pinned her to the wall. My teeth bared as my fingers dug in to the flesh around her throat. It would for obvious reasons have no effect on her ability to breath, but it would keep her incapacitated for the moment. I could feel the fear rolling off of her as she looked to her human owner for directions. Had we been in the wild one of us would've been dead by this point in time.

"Jasper, release her right this instant!" The command was cold and left no room for argument. I was not someone who took orders from a human and yet I found myself obeying. It was the left over soldier inside of me wanting to do as I was told and not all to do with actual respect or even fear. "I can see that this is not going to work out as I had hoped. I will have to slowly introduce you to the staff one by one. I will not tolerate fighting among my staff. If you are feeling the need to kill then you will do it in the ring and that is the only place. Since you are not ready to be around anyone else I have to ask Leah to show you around. She knows this place better than some of my servants."

"It is not a problem." My cell mate said as she came up next to me and placed her hand on my arm. "I will give you the grand tour of Casa De Vladmir. I know this place better than an open book."

I nodded once rather liking the idea of her being my tour guide. At least with Leah Clearwater I knew I could trust her. She had shown me more kindness in my first days to this new life than I had ever been shown in both my vampire life and human one. She had become important to me for reasons I had yet to completely understand. I spent many hours trying to understand this pull I had towards her, but so far I came up blank. More time would help reveal my feelings though with the life we both lived I could not be sure how much time either of us had left.

Vladmir left after I had released the blond. I tilted my head as I watched them leave. "He is in love with her and feels ashamed because of it."

Leah's voice sounded from next to me. Her voice was easy to recognize because while I had become used to the sugary sweet bell like chimes of other vampires Leah's voice had a rougher texture to it as did her emotions. I would be able to spot her from miles away just by hearing her voice or sensing her emotions. I liked to think of emotions like a signature and hers was unique and unlike anything I had ever seen or felt before. It was most definitely something I could get used to over time. As it were I had come to feel attachment to her emotional vibe and voice it was something I looked forward to hearing.

"He has loved Tanya for as long as I have known him." She told me as her voice softened somewhat. "He saved her from a bad life as a sex slave years before I was even born. He took her on as a maid since he did not want her fight and she was very timid because of what had been done to her. Over time she became head of this household and his mistress. I always feel bad for them since it is against the law for them to be together for anything other than meaningless sex. He wants to marry her, but it is not allowed. I think that is why he fights so hard for equal rights. He would run away with her if he could. It would be so much simpler if she was a shifter and had imprinted on him. The law accepts relationships between a human and a shifter if the wolf imprints because killing the wolf would cause harm to the human and in ways that could be taken as torture."

"Imprinting?" I said the one word as a question since I had no idea what it was. I had never heard of it before and saying it had felt odd on my tongue.

"Hard to explain." She told me as we started walking side by side. I could tell the subject of imprinting bothered her and I did not understand why. It may have been wrong of me, but I actually gave her emotions a little push so that she would feel the sudden urge to open up. In my defense I only wanted to understand. "It is kind of like mating I guess. You see that one person and you are gone. You would do anything, be anything, live, breathe, and die for whoever you imprinted. They are like gravity and nothing else matters. If they die then a piece of you dies with them."

"Have you imprinted?" I questioned because she talked as if she knew the feeling well. I did not feel anything coming off of her that even came close to what she had been describing and yet maybe even with my power I would be unable to feel an imprint. I have no idea how it works and maybe being an empath such as my-self does not give me the power to feel something so powerful. I do have to admit that I wanted to feel what she described since it would probably be the closest thing to feeling human as I would ever get. "I know you said shifters can imprint on humans so I am guessing that if you have imprinted it was not on a human being."

Sadness washed over me in waves and I had to stop a moment to grasp the wall for support. Why did I feel her emotions stronger than I had with anyone else living or dead? "No, I have never imprinted and I am not sure if I would want to or not. I have seen it happen and to be that devoted to someone seems scary to me and yet it has to be nice knowing you found the one. This may sound weird, but if I did imprint I would not want it to happen with a human. Most shifters would kill to imprint on a human and break free of this life, but I am a fighter inside and out. It is the only thing I have ever really been good at and the only thing I know. Leaving a life of fighting would put me in an environment I know nothing about. It makes me weird doesn't it?"

I smiled and shook my head as we both leaned against the wall. "I understand where you are coming from actually. All I have ever known is death and bloodshed. To be honest you are the only person I have ever considered a friend and the feeling is so new to me. Sometimes I think it would be easier to go back to feeling nothing for anybody since I was taught caring to be a weakness and here I am learning that friendship can actually be strength. You would be surprised how much you learn when you have no other choice."

"I guess I am good at something other than fighting then." Leah stated as she pushed off the wall and started walking again. I took it as my cue to follow her. "It looks like I can be not only a good friend, but a good teacher as well. It looks like we both have a lot to learn from each other. I just hope we both live long enough to do so."

TBC…

AN: I thought this would be a good place to end the chapter since in the next one Jasper will be meeting Edward. The next chapter is going to be in Leah's POV and you will learn more about sex slave supers. I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter and I would love to hear your thoughts about it. Let me know if you liked it or not. I will try to update more often, but I cannot promise since things are still not the best.

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