Don't own it, just playing with it.

Jasper POV

I sighed as I looked up at the dust motes in the air and began to count my unnecessary breathes whilst trying to push away the emotions coming from my various family members. I was an empath meaning I could feel and control other people's emotions, I was also a vampire, had been for the past 154 years. I belonged to the Olympic coven. A coven of six vampires, which is one of the largest covens. Vampires tended to travel alone or in pairs.

Though size wasn't the only way our coven differed from others, we were also what we liked to call vegetarians. Vampires for the most part drink the blood of humans, however our coven, or family, as my adopted father Carlisle preferred, choose to abstain from human blood and drink from animals. Animal blood wasn't as satisfying as human blood, but it did the job.

My name is Jasper Whitlock, Major Jasper Whitlock. Though around the small, dreary town of Forks that we had found ourselves in, I was known as Jasper Hale, twin brother of Rosalie Hale.

The members of my coven- family- included Carlisle Cullen, the father and the most compassionate man or vampire I had ever come across, his mate Esme Cullen, who was a very gentle and loving vampire unless you threatened her loved ones, Emmett Cullen, my brother who was rowdy and pure, his mate Rosalie, my 'twin', who was a bitch, but secretly loving, Edward Cullen, another brother, who was very uptight and studious, and my sister Alice, who was very bouncy and pixie-like.

Alice had come to me at a very low part of my life. I had a very different upbringing than my adoptive siblings. Carlisle had changed all of them except for Alice, so they'd had a very peaceful life. I, however, was turned at 19 by a sadistic bitch who used me to fight in her vampire wars. I was one of very few vampires who managed to escape. I was her second in command and only stayed with her for as long as I did because I didn't know there was another choice.

I was very useful to her and had never lost a battle. But what did you expect from the youngest Major in the south? And that was after I lied about my age to get into the military.

After I had escaped from the camp I travelled around in a depression with my venom brother Peter, and his mate and my venom sister Charlotte. I would drink from humans and not be able to stop the guilt. I could feel their emotions, their fear as I drained the life from them. In the wars, when I was closed and emotionless, I used to live for the moment any creature knew they couldn't do anything to stop their death and surrendered. But I started to starve myself once I was no longer able to deal with it. Which of course only made my bloodlust worse, I would lose control and massacre groups of people. This obviously didn't help with the depression. Then one day I had been sitting in a diner in Philadelphia after I had left Peter and Charlotte. That's when the little pixie, Alice, bounded in with a big grin on her face. She bounced over to me, I thought she was crazy, not realising at first she was a vampire. She told me that there was another life out there for me. She told me about feeding off animals and promised me a family. I wasn't really thinking so I went with her, no questions asked. I began to drink from animals and the depression slowly began to fade, though I have occasionally slipped.

Alice can see the future, which was how she knew where to find me. At first she thought I might be her mate because I was the first person she saw in her visions, but no dice.

Three members of my family had powers, Edward can read minds, Alice can see the future, and I was an empath.

All vampires have super strength, amazing eyesight and hearing, and super-fast reflexes. Super-fast meaning we could run across the country in a matter of hours. We were also immortal, we can be killed by being torn apart and set on fire, but if that doesn't happen then we keep existing.

What do I do with my immortality you ask? I go to school, over and over and over again. I don't know why I do it but it does keep me calm. Going through school the first time is bad enough but having to deal with the pubescent teenagers, the dull repetitive days and fighting my bloodlust over and over wasn't too great. Being with my family is marginally better but they often go over the top with the whole 'make sure Jasper doesn't fall off the bandwagon again' bit. I know they mean well, but it gets to you when you have someone hovering over you constantly.

I felt guilt from the floor below. Edward. I sighed and broadcasted my thoughts to him, you know I don't mean it like that. It just gets a bit much when you have 6 mother hens hovering over you. I felt humour come from him.

I focused my thoughts back on school to give Edward a small break. It wasn't easy for him to have to hear everyone's passing thoughts all the time.

We were going through school at the moment I was in my last year. We were going in as Carlisle and Esme's adopted children. Me and Rose were pretending to be twins and Esme's niece and nephew.

Me and Rose often played twins, due to our vaguely similar looks. Playing the part allowed us to become quite close. I could talk to her about more personal matters than the others, her bitchiness allowed her to say exactly what she thought, even to a war-hardened vampire like me. It also gave her a military-like thought process, she was a valuable ally.

My thoughts drifted back to school, I would have to go in a few hours, waiting on going to school was like waiting for the axe to drop on your neck. It didn't help that we couldn't sleep. I sat up in a quick motion and decided to go for a hunt in the remaining hours before school.

"Do you want to go for a hunt Emmett?" I spoke as if he was in the room, he was on the other side of the house playing video games, but he heard me just fine. I heard his reply, and felt his anticipation brush against me, "Sure thing bro."

I ran through the house and outside to wait for him as he kissed Rose. He ran up next to me, bouncing like Alice.

"Let's go get me some Grizzly," He grinned.

We ran through the forest picking up the scent trails of different animals. Emmett's path curved as he caught the scent of a bear. They were his favourite, and he loved to wrestle them, it drove Rose crazy. He'd come home covered in blood, mud, and clumps of fur.

Emmett was good when you needed to get your mind off something, his emotions were very pure and child-like.

I caught the scent of a mountain lion and let my senses take over. I stalked him quietly and gracefully leapt at him. He tried to fight me off, his claws scraping ineffectually against my diamond-hard skin. I quickly snapped his neck to stop him and sunk my teeth into his neck, greedily slurping the red liquid.

When I was done I went to track Emmett, draining two deer on my way. When I found him I kept my distance. He was fighting the bear, roaring and laughing. He finally attacked, killing the bear in one swift move and draining it.

When he was done he jogged over to me with a big grin on his face, as predicted he was covered in mud, clumps of fur and leaves, his face had a big smear of blood on it and his clothes were ripped.

I grinned a crouched as he approached. Emmett was always up for a wrestle, I always had to go easy on him because of my fighting history, but it was still fun and got out any frustrations. We spent a few hours fighting each other before we decided to head back to the house. We decided to stroll back, we didn't speak on the way, but I could feel Emmett's contentedness, I took a breath and pulled the emotion around me and basked in it.

As we walked out the tree line we heard Esme's voice. "Use the downstairs showers you two, go through the garage."

I grinned at her polite order, there was no doubt that she would kindly remove an arm if we didn't listen.

We went round the back, whilst enjoying the hunt I hadn't noticed the sunrise, we only had about an hour before school started. I walked into the big shower, throwing out my ruined clothes as I went. I washed all the mud and traces of blood from my body. Watching it all go down the drain.

My thoughts were full of the day to come. I was getting bored with the school scene. I was thinking about going to visit Peter and Charlotte for a few weeks afterwards, when the town thinks that I'm at college.

But I would think on that more around my 20th graduation. I grabbed a towel and ran up to my study, I quickly got ready for school.

I sat back in the chair and began to count my breaths again. 2095, 2096, 2097, bring on the monotony.