Chapter 6: Please Remember
A/N PLEASE DONT SHOUT AT ME I CAN EXPLAIN. IM REALLY SORRY THIS HAS TAKEN SO LONG TO GET POSTED, A COMBINATION OF OCR IT, ENGLISH AND HISTORY COURSEWORK HAS CRIPPLED NOT ONLY MY SOCIAL LIFE BUT ALSO MY WRITING TIME. IT'S HORRIFIC, BUT I HAVE BEEN WRITING THIS AT ANY FREE POINT I HAVE.
I OWN NOTHING.
ENJOY.
PS: THIS IS SHORT BECAUSE I THOUGHT VICTORIA, ANTONIO AND BELLA DESERVED THEIR OWN CHAPTER :/
MPOV
A year ago I had taken Jasper. A year ago Victoria had taken Bella. A year ago we had set fate in motion. A day ago Bella, Victoria and her mate had joined the Volturi. A day ago Jasper had begun his journey. This time it would not be Alice who changed him, it would be his true soul mate Bella.
So much had changed since I last lost Jasper. Although I could never tell a soul, I had lost my harden side. I had changed. I felt the compassion I was lacking, I felt the pain of others, and I wanted out of this eternal hell. The problem? I had nowhere to go. I wanted to leave but where to. I would be chased, never being allowed to settle and I didn't want that life. I couldn't go to the Volturi for help they wanted me dead as much as the rest. I had no allies, I didn't know my creator. I had no home, I never had had one. And I never would have one. Nor did I have a mate or a coven, or anyone who actually cared about me. Jasper had only ever been the one and soon if everything when to plan I wouldn't have him either. I just hoped that he would be able to remember this and see it as what it is to me. The only way to get him to his true mate.
I loved Jasper unconditionally but I would never get in the way of him and his soul mate. Although most vampires believed that they only mated with their soul mate they were wrong. Soul mates are hard to find. Many simply have none. They mate with their earth mate. That is what Antonio is to Victoria, an earth mate. A best friend, lover and companion. They were connected but not on the same level as soul mates, more like a high school romance than the bond between soul mates. The difficulty was that very few vampires knew this. Making earth mates soul mates and soul mates unheard of. This however was what Bella and Jasper were, soul mates. Their love was eternal and would last forever no matter what happened, and I was going to help get them there. I wanted them to experience what I never would. It was almost like a sort of present to Jasper, a thank you and sorry for everything he has done for me and for everything I have made him become. For that I will always be remorseful. But there is simply no other way. He and Bella must be together.
JPOV
The look of hurt and pain on my face was enough to make me smash the mirror, I was meant to be the god of war, and yet here I was crying after someone I couldn't have, like schoolgirl. It was the same every night, whenever I was alone my thoughts would swim to Bella, the worthless human. I was happy that she had caused this, I had become what I once loved, and again I loved it. I was feared. I was the most powerful vampire in the whole of the southern states. Hell the whole of the world. Even the Volturi feared me, and that was why they hadn't dared to challenge Maria yet. She had her God back.
Rumours had reached my ears of the Volturi and their latest recruits. The word was that they had acquired the most powerful vampire yet. She was said to have burned for two weeks. But that was impossible, there was no way a human body would have the ability to last that long, not with the burn. No, it was impossible. The vampire was said to have multiple gifts, more than that, she was said to possess every gift known to vampires and to have the ability to gain more, this was possible and if true this was a vampire I wanted to meet. The problem, though, was that I could not leave Maria, the Volturi would have to come here, and they daren't. Therefore I could not meet this wondrous lie the Volturi had created. Hell why did I even care anyway. It was nothing to me. I was the most powerful vampire not some stupid little jumped up newborn the Volturi had concocted. Then again why did it matter to me? There is nothing left for me.
I would have to sit here and cry only hoping that Bella would remember me. That she could care enough to come for me. Like I say crying like a bloody schoolgirl. ARGH. I disgust myself.
I was a fucking monster not only did I not deserve Bella, I didn't want her. She was scum, a meal. Never anything more. Never. I was a fucking vampire. She was nothing. I was the God of War. I am all that matters. Me.