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.