Jasper sat under a tree.
Had been for the past hour or so. After hunting and making sure the silver was gone from his eyes he had taken it to sulk.
Sulk and wonder how agonizing would his punishment be. Or if he would get killed.
Alice insisted Carlisle wouldn't hurt him but he begged to differ. Alice had no idea what a furious coven leader was capable of. No idea what could happen if one wasn't careful and crossed the line. Good or not all coven leaders were the same in the inside.
Nothing but monsters who took advantage of those who bowed for them. Alice could bow to Carlisle all she wanted but he would never do so.
He had to keep them both safe.
Not that he had done great this time. He had almost killed Carlisle and the worst was that he couldn't understand how come the man hadn't hunted him down.
But at the same time he did understood.
Maria had been the same. She liked making him think things were fine and she was no longer upset...
And then she would strike. She would break him over and over and over again until there was nothing left to break. Until he was begging and pleading for mercy, until there was nothing left of Jasper Whitlock.
Then she would rebuild him back. Darker. Meaner. Worse.
Her kindness would seal him back together. Leaving cracks in its wake that leaked nothing but pain and the overwhelming desire for death.
A death he craved if that meant stopping the pain.
But she never let him die. Had led him close to it and allowed him to taste it but she had never given him the chance to keep it.
She was cruel and she relinquished on his suffering.
And so he had slaughtered and slaughtered as revenge. He couldn't touch her but he could slaughter those around him.
Slaughter them to drown his pain with others'.
But he couldn't do that now. He could no longer slaughter those around to drown his pain.
Thus all he was left with was with nothing to hold onto.
Carlisle would break him apart and this time Maria wouldn't be there to pick up the pieces with her fake kindness and her soft touches. She wouldn't seal him back together.
He would die.
Pain would come. Pain. Sweet beautiful pain. It would rip his skin apart and encrust itself deep within his bones. He didn't want pain.
What kind of pain would this punishment bring even? So far he hadn't been able to see how Carlisle worked as a coven leader.
There was no order in the house whatsoever.
He gripped his arms and bit back the urge to bite himself as a tightness took hold of his chest. Alice didn't like when he did that. He didn't want to upset her. And if he bit himself blood would come out.
And if blood came out the Cullens would smell it.
He couldn't let that happen.
But how would he be punished? With Maria at least he had a list on what to expect.
He had nothing like that for Carlisle.
The man unlike Maria had a mate which meant the worst wouldn't come to be. He doubted Esme would like that.
And part of him couldn't help but hope that was the case because God he wouldn't survive it.
This time there would be no one for him to rip apart as revenge. No newborns to tear apart.
And the worst?
Alice would see.
And then she would see how weak he was. How pathetic and disgusting and horrible he was. There was filth in him. Filth and sins she could never know nor even understand.
She had no idea how stained he was.
He flinched when he caught Carlisle's scent and he could have made a run for it if his muscles hadn't locked. Fear and panic seizing him as his throat closed.
He had come for him.
Alone. Far from the house. He had taken too long to go back. Maria hated when he made her wait. She hated waiting. Hated when he acted like a coward and hid from her. He was a man. A soldier. He was meant to face the consequences of his actions with his head held high.
But even after all he had been told he never learnt.
And now Carlisle was coming. Coming.
He knew that what he did was unforgivable. That the consequences would be horrible.
But that didn't stop him from getting to one of the branches and growling when the man came into view. The growl and snarl left him before he could stop it. A reflex. Maria would have had him eating dirt in second for such actions.
All Carlisle did was stop.
And raise his hands in surrender.
Such reaction caught him so off guard his growling stopped.
What?
-I'm not going to hurt you, Jasper.- Carlisle appeased as he took on the agitated boy, when he had asked Alice if he could approach Jasper alone she had told him to tell Jasper that he wouldn't hurt him.
No matter what reaction he had Carlisle had to tell him that.
Now he understood the reason.
Jasper's entire body language left one thing clear, if Carlisle got any close he would attack.
But his eyes were scared.
No.
Not scared.
He was terrified of Carlisle.
And that didn't settle well with him. He had never been given such look. He had seen it before but it had never been directed at him.
How was he suppose to react to such look? What did this boy see in him that compelled such reaction?
Alice said he was scared of strangers but even this looked like too much.
Wait.
Edward had said he didn't want pain. And Emmett hadn't been the one to trigger him. He had reacted so negatively when he got close. That look...
Ah.
A sudden realization dawned upon him.
And it punched the air out of him.
Jasper wasn't terrified of him.
He was terrified of the coven leader.
And that amount of fear. The fact that it had triggered him having Carlisle so close. Not wanting pain.
He was in the South for more than 40 years.
For how long had his creator abused him?
-Jasper, I won't hurt you. What happened wasn't your fault, Emmett shouldn't have grabbed you. I won't hold it against you either. You are not in trouble. I promise. I'm sorry I shouted at you before.
Carlisle was proud at how steady his voice came out considering the amount of pain he was feeling right now, the anger.
Because what kind of monster abused someone to the point where it comes a second nature to expect pain from others?
Jasper gave him an odd look.
Hesitant. Suspicious. Wary.
Of course he didn't believe him.
Carlisle took a deep breath before sitting down on the ground. If he sat down he would at least make Jasper feel less threatened.
Or at least he hoped so.
-Jasper, you weren't at fault about what happened. You held no control whatsoever over that situation, I won't punish you or scold you over something you had no say in.
He was still giving him that weird look. As if he was reading something Carlisle wasn't aware of.
For a moment he wondered if there was another gifted vampire among them.
Still.
That wasn't important right now.
He needed him to know that Carlisle wouldn't hurt him. Had no plans of punishing him.
-I need you to know that I'm not angry at you nor would I ever hurt you, that's not how things here are done. We are a family now and in this family I don't stand for violence.
Even at his words Jasper was doing a great job at making Carlisle feel like his words weren't holding the meaning he wanted them to.
-Jasper, I know it may be hard for you to accept it but this is your family now and nothing you do will ever change that fact, we are all in this together through good and bad and I need you to understand that, can you do that?
Jasper stared at Carlisle.
It disturbed him how calm the man was. How honest and sad his emotions were for some odd reason. Comforting.
How could Carlisle see nothing wrong? If he had attacked Maria like that over something so stupid she would have made sure to make him regret having ever lifted a single finger against her. She would have tore him apart and make him scream until he couldn't even remember his own name.
And here was Carlisle wanting to ignore it. It put him on edge and he wanted nothing more but to lash out and force him to ensue a punishment in order to give him peace of mind.
But if he lashed out without provocation Alice would be heartbroken and he couldn't allow that.
So all he did was drop his shoulders and bow his head.
-Yes sir, I do understand.
No.
He didn't understand. He couldn't understand how could one consider family someone who they haven't known for that long at all.
Even if all he had felt from this coven was peace since he arrived he couldn't help but feel like it was all a lie.
A lie that would be his demise if he lowered his guard.
But he wasn't about to push his luck.
Not when Alice was at risk to pay for his acts.
She didn't deserve to learn the awful truth of how a coven worked.
So taking the apparent offering of peace he dropped off the branch. Not a single whisper giving away his landing.
Carlisle stood up and he had to resist the urge to go back to the branch.
-I'm sorry.- The words were out before he could stop them.
He wasn't prepared for the flood of sadness that crashed on him. The anger would have made him run.
If it was directed at him.
But it wasn't.
-It's alright. Like I said, it wasn't your fault.
Ah.
He did mean those words.
This man... He was so weird God. It unnerved him.
Even more so when he gave him his back and began walking.
-We should head back home. Alice's waiting for you.
And follow Carlisle he did.
He kept a safe distance between them. Refusing to get close and fall on whatever trap this was.
But there was no trap.
Carlisle never attacked him.
Never whirled around and tried to grab him.
He did nothing.
And that for some reason felt more threatening than having the coven leader lashing out against him.
To answer Sunlift's question; this fic is based off the movies since I've never been able to read the books. Some details may be from the books though since I've seen a few people mentioning some stuff from them through the internet.
Even so, this fic is sort of an AU considering the black blood's don't exist in the Twilight universe, their lore belongs to me, I'm the one who made that concept up using some information about vampires from movies, myths, mangas, shows, webtoons and animes to help me perfection it