Alice

"I knew you were coming over here," Alice frowned, as she was tied to a bolder on the cliff face.

The other Jasper glided over. "Well, isn't that peachy?" the other Jasper said.

"I also knew that you were going to use an effeminate word like, 'peachy'," Alice's smug profile was turned.

"Oh, really? Can the little fortune teller see what I'm gong to do to her if she doesn't shut up?"

Alice gasped, "You wouldn't."

"Try me."

A long stretch of silence kept the peace. She giggled.

"What's so funny?" The other Jasper was becoming enraged.

"You did tell me to shut up."

"Well, un shut-up!"

"Oh, I was just looking up possible futures, and I happen to find the one where Jazz kick's your ass, to be very entertaining."

The other Jasper had had enough of the little, annoying vampire. How could that real Jasper, love such an irritating nuisance. He flashed his fangs, and dove his claws beep into the rocks behind her very close to the sides of her head. His face was mere inches away from hers.

"Well, your, Jasper, isn't here right now is he?"

Alice's features trembled with rage, knowing exactly what was coming.

His hand pulled from the rock, and smacked her across the face. It sounded like nails on a chalk board. Alice screamed. Three deep claw marks remained on the side of her face.

"Lets see if your kind heal from venom tipped claws."

Alice gasped, "I know what you are!"

"Well, good for you."

Alice's eyes became far off. She was horrified to see that each member of her family dieing tonight, was a strong possibility.