They got up from the booth and left some money to pay for Alice's coffee. Alice went over to the door, put on her coat, and stepped outside. The sun was already starting to shine. There wasn't anyone around, so they could take off running, as soon as they were out of view of the diner.
They walked quickly out of sight, and started running. Alice took the lead into the woods. They were in the deepest part of the woods, where there would be no hikers. They only ran for five seconds when they stopped. Alice gracefully sat down on the ground.
"So… Jasper. What's your story?" She asked him curiously. Jasper hesitated before sitting down across from her. "Tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine." He replied. Alice smiled for starting her story. "There's not much to tell. I'm living in a 19-year old body. I've been having these visions all my life. Even when I was human." Alice stopped. She knew nothing more; she knew nothing of her human life or family. "And…" Jasper asked her. "I've been a vampire for 28 years. Traveling, seeing the world. That's all I could do. I don't remember anything more. I woke up alone, and I didn't remember anything. In the back of my mind, I remembered my name. Alice." Jasper pondered over her story for a minute. "And now Jasper. Your story."
"My name is Jasper Whitlock. I was born in 1843. I live, in a 20-year old body. When I was 17, I joined the Confederate Army. I told them I was 20 so that they would let me join. By the time I was really 20, I served as a major. I was changed by a vampire, Maria, who thought that if she changed me, I would have a certain power over others. She was right. As you already know, I can control emotions.
After changed me, she had me join her own vampire army. We would create newborns, and after a year, we would destroy them. After years of doing it, I couldn't take it anymore. I was to destroy one of my friends, Peter, as it had been a year since he was created. He begged me not to, and ask me to run away with him and his mate Charlotte. I agreed. I couldn't continue destroying the innocent. I could feel their emotions as they died, and was something I didn't want to feel.
In the dead of night, Peter, Charlotte, and I left. I stayed with them for a while, but I became depressed, and wanted something better. And that's how I got here."