Chapter Two-

JPOV(Jasper)

I don't know why I can't stop staring at her. I feel like she needs to be protected, and that I'm the one who should protect her. I don't want to blink, because I don't want to miss the moment when she opens her eyes. I'm trying to drone out everyone's emotions and just focus on hers. She feels so calm and happy. She is probably remembering some memories. Or even dreaming.

Carlisle is worried. He examined her when I first brought her into the house, and now she is laying on the emergency hospital bed that we used to keep around for when Bella was still human.

I want to hold her hand again, but its almost been a week now, and she feels less lethargic every minute. I'm afraid if I hold her hand she will wake up and want me to let go.

But I won't want to. I want to hold her hand and never let go.

I don't even know why I feel like this… it's so strange. I've been feeling distant from Alice for the past five years now, and we've grown apart. I already know she had a vision of this happening. Edward told me about it when we brought Karma home. Esme was worried about me and Alice at first, but I overheard Alice telling Esme that I was more like a brother to her than anything else. I couldn't agree more.

I can't hold myself back anymore. I reach for her hand again. This is the two-hundred-seventh time I have held her hand while she lay there unconscious. Every time I did, I felt a spark from inside her. As if something in her was excited by my touch. When I touched her hand, I could feel happiness coming off of her in waves.

This girl, or vampire if you will, was a mystery. I let my mind wander to the sound of her voice when she was talking. It had a faint accent, dulled over time no doubt, but still perceptible to vampire ears.

I wonder where she was originally from?

I feel awareness coming from her, she is about to wake. I watch her as she opens her eyes.

KPOV(Karma)

When I first open my eyes, I can't really see anything at first. My vision is very fuzzy, but I can feel a soothing sensation coming from whoever is holding my hand. Oh, it must be the empath.

I can see the features of his face now. He is staring at me with that same worried expression. It feels nice to have someone really care or worry about you. It makes me feel like I'm wanted.

"Good Morning, Sleepy. I never got to tell you my name. My name is Jasper. Jasper Whitlock Hale."

I jumped at the name and startled him. "Your name is Jasper?"

The gorgeous empath-vamp nodded at me. I reached for my pocket and pulled out the only personal possession I kept from my human life. A picture of the cat I had had when I was human.

His name was also Jasper. His fur was splotches of white and a brilliant orange color. His eyes were the perfect mixture of jade and amber. He had the biggest heart and could love anyone who was willing to love back. In the picture, he was sitting in my lap with his tail curled up next to him. He was looking up at the camera with a mix of curiosity and boredom. It was my only treasure.

I held the picture out to the vampire, who I now knew as Jasper. He smiled and came to sit next to me on the side of my bed. I gave him a confused look. "I know your attached to the picture. I wouldn't want to take it from you, even for a millisecond." I smiled and put the picture into his hand anyway. "I trust you to give it back, Jazzy."

His beautiful face broke out with a huge grin when I used the same nickname I had used to refer to my furry angel. He chuckled quietly and asked, "is that what you called him? Jazzy? That is such a funny coincidence."

"I know. I miss him. A lot. How long was I unconscious this time?"

"A week. Wait, this time? This has happened before?"

I nodded, remembering the traumatizing events that had caused me to black out in the past. "Yeah I was out for three months when I learned that my Jazzy died. I was out for five when I learned how he actually passed on from this life. God, I hate violence, but that was for my Jasper. I have been waiting nine years to do that. I have been a vampire for ten years. How old are you, Jazz?"

"I'm nineteen. You?" he asked me with enough curiosity that I felt the need to tell him the truth. I used to hide everything, from everyone, but I don't feel I have to hide from these people. There is something so soothing, so familiar about them.

"I was bitten on my eighteenth birthday, the very minute I turned eighteen. Voray was such a creeper."

We laughed together then and he looked down at the picture. I couldn't help but feel my heart swell at seeing my beautiful Jasper. I haven't looked at the picture in years, for fear that Voray would take it away from me.

He was so cruel to me.

I could see Jasper watching me out of the corner of my eye. He suddenly smiled, and I couldn't help but smile, too. I mean he is an empath after all. He handed my picture back to me and posed me holding the picture. I let him and just went with it.

He disappeared a second later, only to come back with a large piece of paper and a set of charcoal pencils. Awww, he's going to draw you! How cute! My inner voice jeered at me. I silently told myself to shut up. I didn't need the internal conversations.

He set up his things and then repositioned me. He was so happy and determined. I could feel his emotions emanating right from him. He smiled at me as he began to sketch me. I looked at my picture, wishing that I could be close to him again.

Don't think that way, karma. You remember what happened last time. That voice was really annoying, but it was usually right. The last time I thought about being close to my cat, I discovered I had more than one power. I was terrified that Voray was going to show that off too. But he hated that power, and I never learned to control it. Maybe now I can try.

"karma, could you turn your head just a little so that I can see your eyes better?" jasper asked. I turned my head just a smidge and he smiled. But then he looked into my eyes, and the smile was gone.

Oops. It happened again.

I told you so. I really want to kill that voice.

Jasper dropped his pencil and came closer to me. He wiped off the charcoal from his fingers and then tilted my face up into the light. When my eyes didn't change, his widened. He stepped back. "Karma, what just happened."

I sighed, there is no way to escape the inevitable. "I told you before, that I had more that one power. This is one of them." I stood up from the bed and walked over to the mirror I saw hanging on the far wall.

He tried to stop me. "You really should lie down, still. Carlisle wants to examine you and make sure your okay before you start to walk around." I shook my head. "This has happened before. Its not my health that makes me pass out, its my emotions. If it were to happen again, I'm positive you would no before any one else." He nodded and I turned to the mirror.

My curly brown hair looked just as it always has. It was long, and it hung down to my waist in purposefully messy curls. My ears were a normal enough size, as was my nose. None of that was the problem though. It was my eyes.

Thanks to my strict diet of non-human, non-feline blood, my eyes were usually a dark gold color. But I have a special power. I have the ability to turn myself into any feline on the planet. My eyes right now are the eyes of a cat. They are large and have the tell-tale cat slit pupils. The color of my eyes, though, was the perfect mixture of amber and jade.

I sighed again and turned back to Jasper. He was watching me curiously. I stepped closer to him and was relieved to see that he didn't step back. He did, though, step even closer and looked at the picture in my hands. "You have his eyes, you know." He had smiled when he said it. I felt my eyes fill with tears. "I kn-know" I whispered.

I let the tears fall unashamed. I can't hide my feelings from an empath, no matter how hard I try, so I won't even bother. He wiped away my tears and wrapped his arms around me in a comforting hug. I clung to his shoulders, letting the venom from my eyes soak into his shirt. "Shh. I'm so sorry, Karma. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm so sorry."

He sounded so sad. I clung even tighter to him than before. "Don't be sorry. If anything, I'm happy you noticed my eyes. I'm just sad because if my Jazz was still here, I wouldn't have this ability. So when this happens, it always reminds me that he's gone."

Jasper squeezed my waist closer to him while I ruined his shirt. When the tears stopped falling, his shirt was completely ruined. "I'm so sorry Jasper… I'll find a way to replace it…" I felt really bad and I didn't even realize he was smiling until I heard him laugh.

"It's okay really. I have too much clothing as it is. You just helped me a little by giving me an explanation to get rid of this one." If I could blush, I would be right now. "Oh, but I liked that one!" I joked. He grinned and took my hand. He led me up a staircase just outside of the room. I followed him as he went into a bedroom. It was completely decorated in red, black, and white colors. It had to be his room. He let go of my hand and ran to his closet. He came back out, holding another shirt just like it in a crimson red.

He ran back over to me and unbuttoned it. He picked up my arm and pulled the shirt on me halfway. I laughed at him. "What are you doing, Jazz?" He grinned even more, but didn't answer. He finished putting the shirt on me and then stepped back.

I noticed for the first time that I was wearing different clothes. I was now wearing snug fitting black jeans with a grey form fitting flirty-cut tee. Jaspers button up red shirt hung slightly loose on me and wrapped up the look nicely.

I was grateful that I couldn't blush. I smiled at him and twirled around for him. He shot me a mischievous smile. "I think it looks great on you. In fact, it looks better on you than it does on me." We laughed together. I realized what he was planning. "Let me guess. You are planning on giving me a bunch of you shirts 'out of the kindness of your heart', when really you are just looking for an excuse to empty out your closet?"

He looked at me in mock hurt. "Oh I would never do such a thing!" he said in a pretend shocked voice. "But since you put it that way I guess we can go with it." We laughed gain and I felt something nagging me.

"Jazzy, I want to show you the extent of my second power. You have only seen the eyes, but that isn't all I can do. Promise me you won't think I'm a freak or try to eat me?"

He gave me a surprised look. "I would never think you were a freak, but why would I want to eat you exactly?" He asked in a half laughing half curious tone and I silently said goodbye to him in my head. I know he won't want me around once he sees what I can do. Voray hated this, but then again, Voray was a creep.

I stepped over to the bed and slipped off the red shirt then I walked over to the middle of the room. I looked into his eyes and he smiled at me. I felt a wave of encouragement come from him and I felt a little better, hoping he wouldn't shun me after he sees this.

I put the picture of jasper on the floor next to me. I focused on being a cat. On being close to Jasper. I could feel myself shrinking down, the fur growing from my marble hard skin, my long curls shrinking and changing color, my ears disappearing to be replaced by cat ears on the top of my head, and last but not least, my tail.

Within seconds, I had gone from vampire, to feline. I was now a small black kitten, with white paws and a white tip on my tail and a white nose. I already know from experience that my eyes are just like my cat's eyes were.

I crawled out from the pile of clothes that was now lying on the floor. My clothes don't change with me, so I'll have to ask him to leave the room so I can dress when I change back.

Jasper stared at me in shock. I could literally see a bubble of that emotion forming around him. Apparently cats can see you auras, and by default, see your emotions. I gracefully padded over to him and looked up at him. "This is why you would want to eat me. But remember, you promised not to."

I watched him with amusement as he jumped in shock. He was next to the bed in a flash and I couldn't help but laugh. "You can talk when you're a cat?! Why didn't you warn me?!" I laughed at the expression on his face and said "Meow."

Now he was laughing too. We heard someone coming up the stairs and he got that mischievous look in his eyes. He grabbed my clothes and hid them under a pillow.

"My brother Emmet is about to come in. Do you think you could help me prank him?"

I nodded and repeated "meow."

He had to stifle a laugh as I just sat there, looking as innocent as all kittens do.

A second later, a huge vampire walks into the room. He has dark hair and a huge grin on his face. When he sees that jasper is alone though, the grin disappears.

"Dude, where's Karma?" Jasper was pretending to look scared and upset.

"She just… And then… but then… And the kitten… Oh my God!!!"

I was trying so hard not to laugh at Jasper who was wildly pointing back and forth from the bed to me, who is still in kitten formation.

"Dude calm down. Jazz, where is Karma? And why is there a kitten in here? What is wrong?"

Jasper then pretended, very convincingly, to start crying. He was dry sobbing and pointing at me and then he said, "That kitten just ate Karma!!"

I almost gave myself away by laughing that time. In fact I'm pretty sure the only reason Jasper started fake crying was to hide his laughter. Emmet looked at Jasper like he had gone crazy, but he walked over to me anyway.

"Hey there, little kitty. Did you happen to eat any vampires today?"

I smiled at him and he looked surprised. "Dude I Think it's smiling…" he began, but I cut him off.

"Yes. I did eat a vampire today. She was absolutely delicious! By the way I'm a girl!" I said.

He jumped so high that his head hit the ceiling of the room and then he was standing next to Jasper with a look of utter shock on his face. I stood up and I started to trot over to him in my little kitten walk.

"Ahh!! It's following me!!! Get it away!!!!" he screamed Me and Jasper started laughing, but he was to busy running away to notice. I now noticed that the rest of the vampires had entered the room.

They were all laughing hysterically, but with a look of confusion. I had an idea. I chased Emmet faster, until I was running, and then I jumped in the air. "Ahhhh!! She's going to eat me too!! Noooo!!" Emmet screamed. In mid-air, I turned into my favorite form. A white tiger.

As I landed in front of Emmet, the entire room went silent for a moment, even Jasper. Jasper was the first one to move though and soon he was standing next to me, giving me a round of applause. Emmet looked like he was about to pee himself, so I decided to show everyone else why he was so scared.

I walked closer to him, very slowly. When I was in front of him, I gave him a sniff and purred. Then I looked him in the eye, smiled, and said, "Boo."

A/N

Cliffie!!!! I'm sooo bad!!! Sorry it took so long to update.. Time flies if you get what I mean. How did you like this chapter?? Good? Bad? Review and tell me!!

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