Chapter 3: Blue Blood Murder
I sighed. It was 1 in the morning, and we were all still awake. Forever.
"Listen Jazz, I'm really sor…"
"Sorry?" I half sobbed, "Sorry!? About what?"
Rose looked at me. "That your sister is a human drinker."
I snarled at her, launching into the air.
Something heavy thudded my stomach.
"Umf," I groaned.
Emmet rubbed his knuckles. "Don't take it out on us Jasper."
Furiously, I went, once again, outside. But this time, I didn't stop.
The forest enveloped me. I walked, the silence was peaceful. The air was cool and relaxing. I smelled the air, and immediately wished I hadn't. I smelled a sweet smell drifting on the wind. Blood. The blood of a teenage girl and her boyfriend.
I gasped, the smells pressing upon me. I stumbled to a stream, collapsing at the bank.
I looked at my reflection. To blood red eyes looked at me. Suddenly, I was thirsty, and the only thing that would quench my thirst, was the blood of a teenage girl.
I watched carefully from my perch in a tree as the two sauntered farther into the forest.
I waited till they were past me, and leapt down with a soft thud.
"Did you here that?" The pretty blonde whined.
"Shut up. The place is a bit farther." Her buff boyfriend hissed.
"I'm really scared. L-l-l-let's go back to your house." She chattered.
I walked behind them. Then, they stopped. I slipped behind a bush, grabbing a stick.
"See, I told ya." Said the incompetent male.
I told the large stick in my hand. I grasped both ends and broke it.
The blonde spun in terror. "What was that?"
"Relax. It's nothing."
"You know," I snarled in an abnormally deep voice.
They both spun and my blonde dinner shrieked.
"I don't exactly take that as a complement." I finished. When I finished my sentence, I looked up. The blonde screamed.
"Dude, are you ok?" The buff asked.
"Why?"
"Your eyes are red."
"Oh, I'm fine," I replied, "just," I looked at the blonde, "thirsty."
"Well, sorry bro, I got nothing." He answered.
"Yes, you do, actually."
He noticed me looking at his girlfriend. He got angry. "Listen jack ass," he said, strolling closer, "you stay away from her."
I looked at him. "No."
He rushed forward, throwing a punch.
I grasped his fist.
He looked at me, stunned.
"Here's the thing," I snarled, grasping his throat, "if you want to pick on a guy," he choked, and I laughed, "Don't pick on one who's a vampire."
I squeezed my hand, heard a crack, and, laughing, through his limp body aside.
My dinner's mouth was wide, trying to produce a scream that wasn't there.
I smiled at her. I felt my teeth grow wet with venomous saliva.
She turned and ran.
I laughed, easily placing myself in front of her. "Good try."
She was really scared. "What do you want?"
"What are you offering?" I joked.
"Anything! Money, food, a drink, sex…"
I chuckled. "Let's see, money, naw, already rich, food don't eat, sex, well that would be cool but then I'd have to kill you because you would leave with broken bones and all."
"What about a drink?" she asked, horrified.
"That actually sounds good."
"What do you want?" she asked terrified.
"What's your name?"
She looked at me in horror. "M-m-m-m-m-m-m-mary."
I grinned. "Then, well, you should know what I want."
"No."
I smiled. "Yes." I began to advance.
"NOOOOO!" she screamed.
I opened my mouth and snarled, showing my gleaming teeth.
She backed up, tripping up in her negligee.
"I want…" I whispered, clutching her shoulder, and leaning forward.
She was screaming now, pounding me with feather-light blows.
I pressed my lips to her throat.
She was writhing, desperate to get away.
"A bloody Mary." I sunk my teeth into her neck.
She screamed in pain. Her blood was sweet.
Suddenly, I smelled another vampire.
I snarled without letting go.
She fell into my arms, never to move again.
"Jazz."
I twisted around and dropped the bloodless blonde.
"How could you?" Alice shrieked.
