Hey, this is chapter twelve of the new and improved Whitlock's Army Brat: Violent Beginnings. I would like to make a very special thanks to xXxFlameof-TheFanxXx, for helping me to get my ideas together for this one. It started out as just a word or two, bringing the idea to my head, but now, thanks to your awesome ideas, it's become six full stories. Yeap, this is Part 1 of my version of the Twilight Saga, but from a totally different POV. It is finally actually completed and so because I've put it up so many times and never finished it you'll get a chapter every other day hopefully.

Summary: Being a leader of Maria's army, Jasper is on top of the food chain. He's trained to kill, trained to fight, and trained others. What will happen when he gets assigned a new job as 'protector'? Will he shirk his new responsibility or will his job open up a whole new side to him?

Warning: Contains talk of and scenes of abuse in the first chapter, as well as spankings of minors and teenagers in later chapters. If it's not your cup of tea, don't read.

I would like to extend a special thanks to Jules Ann for beta-ing this one for me and for listening to me rant about everything. Thank you so much, your friendship means the world and more to me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. The only thing I own is this idea, and Tabitha Mae Johnson/Whitlock. She is mine, but nothing else.

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Jasper's instincts were screaming at him to chase after Peter, Charlotte, and Tabitha. He took a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair tugging at it. He was rooted to the spot, every fibre of his being telling him to run, to chase after his daughter. He fought the urge and turned swiftly walking into the barn. Normally during a cull he would call the yearlings that were to die out one by one, this time he wanted a bloodthirsty battle, anything to get his mind off his disappearing daughter. He called all four remaining yearlings out and destroyed them, but it didn't calm him. Growling he walked into the barn and tore his remaining newborns to shreds.

After the red haze of fury left Jasper looked around at the destruction surrounding him and fell to his knees in agony. How could he do that? How could he let his daughter go like that? It was simple, he couldn't. He pushed himself up off the floor and with a final glance at the house containing his creator he took off following the scent of Peter, Charlotte, and Tabitha. He pushed himself to the absolute limits of his abilities running faster than he'd ever ran. He didn't care he was deserting, he couldn't let his daughter go.

Tabitha sobbed as Charlotte carried her, she was devastated and it barely registered as Charlotte passed her to Peter so they could run faster.

"I'm so sorry little one. We'll keep you safe. We'll go back for him. Once we're sure life is possible, that there's no more fighting… I know you've seen it but your visions are subjective, you know this," Peter crooned to Tabitha. He was trying to get her to calm down so he could put her on his back and run faster.

Tabitha finally seemed to give in and stop fighting, allowing Peter to move her onto his back. She clung on as she sobbed, she could barely comprehend the pain leaving him caused and almost begged them to take her back multiple times.

They'd been running for six hours when Tabitha finally stopped sobbing and took a few unnecessary breaths to calm herself. "I want my Daddy," she whimpered. She felt so much pain; she'd just got him, only to lose him. She knew that Maria would kill him for allowing them to run. She'd never see him again.

Jasper ran faster, he didn't think it was possible but he pushed his body even faster. He had to catch up with them; their scent was getting ever closer, but still not close enough. He knew he only had about an hour to catch up with them before they hit water, if they went into water he'd loose their scent and it would be almost, if not completely, impossible to find them. He realised then he wasn't using his greatest advantage. He closed his eyes as he ran making a firm decision to hug the life out of his daughter once he got to her. He knew her visions hinged on decisions and since him chasing after her hadn't exactly been a decision more a must he didn't know whether she'd have seen it. This though, he was making her see.

Tabitha whimpered when she felt herself being drawn into a vision, she didn't want to go into it, but she allowed it, too weak to fight it. Her eyes snapped open. "Stop!" She yelled.

Peter and Charlotte immediately froze and sunk into hunting crouches.

"What Tabitha, what is it?" Peter asked urgently. He looked around him searching for the danger, searching for the threat.

"Daddy, he's coming, he's twenty minutes behind us," Tabitha explained delighted. She was about to jump off Peter's back when she felt him pulling her into his arms. Immediately she started struggling wanting to run back for her Daddy.

"Easy little one, we can wait here, calm down," Peter insisted firmly. He was struggling to keep a hold of Tabitha; she was thrashing about like a wild cat.

Tabitha hissed in frustration. "Lemme go!" She screeched.

Peter shifted her around so her chest was to his and pinned her arms to him. "Calm down Tabitha Whitlock, I won't have you running off, when Jasper gets here he's going to be mighty pissed off if I've lost you and he has to track you down," he warned sternly.

Tabitha went still as his words got through to her. "Yes Captain," she agreed miserably.

"It's Uncle Peter, Tabs," Peter corrected.

Tabitha grinned up at Peter and snuggled in briefly. "Yes Uncle Peter," she agreed much more happily. She shifted around in Peter's arms and faced the direction she saw her Daddy would appear from.

They waited in silence until Jasper appeared, stopping instantly at the sight of the three vampires in front of him.

Tabitha leapt into the air, crossing the distance between her and her Daddy instantly, leaping into his arms.

Peter hadn't even tried to keep hold of his niece, letting her go to her Daddy.

Jasper caught Tabitha in his arms and crushed her to his chest kissing the top of her head multiple times. "Tabby, Tabby, my baby, Tabby," he crooned in between kisses.

Tabitha clung to Jasper, sobbing with happiness. "Daddy, Daddy, oh Daddy," she breathed.

Peter watched for a while when his gift came into affect. "As good as it is to have you join us brother, we need to go. We need a good head start on Maria if we're to escape," he interrupted the reunion reluctantly.

Jasper nodded. "Of course brother, onto my back baby girl, we gotta run," he instructed lightly.

Tabitha smiled and kissed Jasper on the cheek before climbing up onto his back and clinging to him.

"Hold on tight, come on guys, run as fast as you physically can, but faster, you need to push beyond what you think you're capable of," Jasper ordered.

Peter and Charlotte nodded, easily allowing Jasper to become head of their new coven. No, they weren't a coven, they were a family; Jasper was the head of their family.

Together the group ran to the ocean, diving in and swimming along the bottom moving fast. They ran and swam for days before settling in North America. They found a small house and stocked it with clothes. They used it purely for cleaning up and changing clothes as they lived a mostly nomadic life style. They changed their hunting styles, hunting the vile scum of the earth as well as the sick and dying. All of them hated it though, they struggled having to kill humans and wished there was another way. Now they were away from Maria they wanted more peace.

Years passed and the family dynamic became stronger. Jasper was the clear leader, followed by Peter as his second. Jasper ran his coven well, keeping them in line and out of the sight of the Volturi. Peter obeyed because he had always obeyed, Jasper saved him, Peter owed him his life and Jasper was his brother. Charlotte obeyed because she always had, Jasper had always been her leader and although he was now like a brother, she still respected him and knew his orders were to be obeyed instantly. Tabitha obeyed because if she didn't she got a spanking, she didn't always obey because she was a child, she landed over Jasper's and occasionally Peter's lap often enough, but when push came to shove, when obedience was paramount she obeyed.

Tabitha was on her hunt, she preferred to stick to the dead or dying, rather than the evil, she didn't like the hunt. She was in a hospital when she felt a vision coming on. She stopped and let the vision over take her. She came out of her vision and ran back to the house, forgetting about her hunt. She paced the small, unfurnished living room waiting for the return of her family. This was a vision foretelling danger, the ultimate danger, but it could be avoided, at least she hoped so.

Peter and Charlotte were the first to arrive back, Peter having had a feeling they were needed at home.

"I had a vision," Tabitha explained simply. She didn't elaborate, continuing her pacing as she waited for her Dad to return.

Peter sat down on the floor and pulled Charlotte onto his lap waiting patiently.

The trio remained in silence until Jasper entered the house feeling lower still thanks to his hunt. He brightened however as Tabitha sprung up and launched into his arms. He hugged her to his chest revelling in her pure happy emotions.

"Daddy," Tabitha greeted happily. Her family was all here now it was time to tell her coven what she had seen. "Daddy, Uncle Peter, Aunt Charlotte, I had a vision while hunting. I saw a human, she was in a dark, dark place, someone changed her though, but another vampire killed him. She's alone, and close, if we don't take her in she'll turn feral, the Volturi will step in. They'll want you Daddy, they'll want us both, we don't want them to find us," she informed them seriously.

Jasper nodded immediately slipping into his role of leader, getting all the information needed to protect his coven. "What if we leave, find somewhere else?" He asked. He wasn't keen on taking on a potentially feral newborn.

Now Tabitha had potential decisions to work with she could look for options. She slipped into the future and searched, watching them leave. "We leave, the Volturi come, they catch our scent, and they think we changed her. We run, we can't escape…" she described the vision as it happened. Panic flooded her as she saw her family destroyed.

"Snap out of it Tabitha," Jasper ordered.

Tabitha immediately ripped herself out of the vision panting a little.

"Ok, we can't leave. How do we survive and avoid the Volturi's interference?" Jasper asked.

Tabitha closed her eyes and searched the multiple futures. She grasped onto one and followed it. "We search for the newborn, we find her before her transformation is complete, we teach her, she doesn't turn feral, and we survive," she explained. She opened her eyes leaving the future. "It's the only way we survive," she told her Daddy seriously.

Jasper nodded. "Why would she turn feral? What do we need to do to ensure she doesn't," he asked.

Tabitha frowned. "I… I don't think she remembers anything about her human life, she remembers how to walk and talk, but not much else, she needs to be taught everything. We need to teach her," she related searching the future.

Jasper nodded. "Thank you Tabby. Do you know where to find her?" He asked gently.

"In the forest. I can't tell where exactly, but we have to find her soon, we only have thirty seven hours before she wakes up," Tabitha informed them, still in the future.

"Ok, back to the present now Tabby," Jasper coaxed.

Tabitha opened her eyes and looked at her father waiting his instructions.

"We will split up and search for this human. We find her and bring her back here. We stay in pairs so that, if one of us finds her, the other can go looking for the others. We need to be quick and efficient, not finding her is not an option. Charlotte you're with me, Peter you take Tabby, as mates you'll be able to find each other easier," Jasper commanded.

Peter, Charlotte, and Tabitha nodded.

Jasper put Tabitha down and she flitted to Peter.

"Come on Uncle Peter, lets go," Tabitha urged. She wanted to be out looking for the human as soon as possible. She didn't want to waste a single minute.

The four vampires left in search of the changing human.

It took twenty hours of searching before Jasper found the changing human; well she was closer to vampire now and beautiful. Jasper new instantly this was his mate, his feelings for her were proof enough of that. "Charlotte, find Peter and Tabby and get them back to the house. We'll be there," he instructed. He scooped up the small changing human and ran back to the house carefully. He cursed having not furnished the house and wished for somewhere soft to lay his changing mate down but he had to set her on the floor. She was in a hospital gown, with a wristband that had Alice written on it. He assumed this was her name.

It took about an hour for Charlotte, Peter, and Tabitha to return, but when they did they crowded around the changing human-almost-vampire.

"Her name is Alice," Jasper told them adoringly.

Tabitha felt a stab of jealously and nodded stiffly. "You found her," she acknowledged relieved. She might not like the way her Daddy was looking at the soon to be newborn but she couldn't help but feel relief knowing her family was safe from the Volturi's ire.

"Yes, how long until she wakes?" Jasper asked. He looked at his daughter, needing to know when his mate would wake up.

"Fifteen hours and forty two minutes," Tabitha revealed checking the future.

"Thank you," Jasper breathed. He smiled at his daughter until her emotions reached him, he could feel her struggling with the fading scent of the human blood. "You didn't hunt before… go hunt. You'll need to be at full strength to help us when she wakes," he ordered.

Tabitha nodded. "Yes Daddy," she agreed. Tabitha was all to happy to leave her father with the changing woman. She disliked how much attention he was paying her, her future seemed like it was changing radically. She got up and fled from the house, running to the hospital.

As usual, despite the hatred for having to do so, she sniffed around, scenting the air to find the most appealing scent. Catching a particularly tantalising scent she snuck in and found her prey, a middle aged man. She crept over to him, sinking her teeth into his neck, draining the man dry. Once done with her hunt she sealed the wound and kissed the man on top of the head. Feeling refreshed from her hunt she leapt out of the window and returned to the house.

The wait was held in relative silence. Tabitha spoke up as the hours ticked by. When there was only thirty minutes left Jasper spoke. "I think it's best we don't crowd her, she's going to be confused – even more so than a normal newborn we don't want to over whelm her," he decided. "Tabitha, what is the best way to accomplish this?" He asked.

Tabitha dipped into the future, trying out different options. "It would be best if… if just you were in the room to start with, if just you explain what is going on and what she is now. Then you should take her to hunt before she meets the rest of us, slowly, but you should tell her about us first," she admitted reluctantly. She didn't want her father spending much time alone with this newborn and she felt insecure.

Jasper nodded. "I suggest you three busy yourselves with something together. Tabitha look out for the time it will be right to return, so I can introduce you to Alice," he instructed.

It was clearly a dismissal and Tabitha was hurt. "Yes Daddy," she snipped.

Charlotte gathered her hurting niece in her arms and ran out of the house, Peter following.

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So there you have it, Chapter Twelve of Whitlock's Army Brat: Violent Beginnings. I hope you liked it and please, please, drop a review to let me know your thoughts and such.