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Chapter Two
Poor Souls and Familiar Voices
JPOV
I looked around at the new recruits. Overall, they didn't seem like anything special. They were just a bunch of unlucky kids picked off the streets. Merely in the wrong place at the wrong time. Poor souls.
This was the regiment I was expected to train.
I took a better look at them. Four males and three females. Only two of the men looked like they had done any form of physical labor in their lives. They would be easy. A few sessions and they would be out in the field doing business for Maria.
The other two, plus the females would take a little longer, but working under me they would be fine. In a few short days they too would be going at it against our rival's army.
I placed my focus on the women. I pitied them the most. I hated that Maria allowed her recruiters to pick them up. They shouldn't be here doing this. The battlefield was no place for a woman.
One of them seemed to whimper and I felt even more for her. She was staring at the ground lost in a frenzy of emotions that could easily match Bella's.
STAB. There I go again; thinking about Bella. Why do I do this to myself? To late now. I allowed myself a better look at her. Everything about this woman reminded me of my Bella. From her soft slender frame to her mahogany hair. If I weren't in such denial that I would never see Bella again, I would have sworn it was her. But there would be no reason for Bella to be here. She's safe and at home, moving on.
I had to remind myself that that was what I wanted for her. I took a deep, unneeded breath to control myself and was about to begin my opening speech when the female that had caught my attention only seconds ago ran away.
Sigh. There's always one.
Every group has that one newborn that can't take it anymore and just runs for it. Either because they're scared or they can no longer contain their thirst, they just run.
"Go get her Jasper, quick!" Maria ordered.
I listened and ran after the girl. She may have a bit of an edge being she is the newest a newborn can be, full of that extra strength and whatnot; but I am pretty quick myself.
I caught up till I was directly behind her and again was dragged back into my past. The similarities between this woman and Bella were too much to bear. It was as if I was a child again, and I was chasing Bella in her backyard the way boys do when they're young.
I shook my head, ridding myself of the reverie before it could catch on. I didn't need to feel that horrible sorrow right now.
"Miss, please stop!" I called out to her.
Her reaction was immediate. It was as if my voice had shot an arrow into her back. She stopped, frozen where she stood.
BPOV
I couldn't take this. I needed to get away. I needed to get away now. That crazy lunatic wants me to fight in her army. As if being told you're a vampire wasn't bad enough. You want me to fight?
Oh dear God, I'm a vampire. But what does that mean? I need to kill humans to survive now. I live forever. Why would I want to live forever without Jasper? Oh Jasper! Like I really needed to do that to myself.
I was staring at the ground. I knew my emotions were running hectic at the moment. It was times like these that Jasper, always the empathetic one, would throw his arms around me and hug me tight until I calmed down.
I heard someone take a deep breath in front of us. I guess that means our 'trainer' of sorts is about to begin.
My mind and body reacted at once. I wasn't going to stand for this. There was no way I was going to fight let alone learn how to fight. So I stood up and ran. What were they going to do? Kill me?
Moments later I realized I was reaching speeds I never would have thought possible of myself.
Maybe I could make it. Maybe I could get away from these people. I heard someone pursuing me and tried to run faster.
No! I will not let them catch me. I will not fight for them. All I wanted to do was die. How am I supposed to do that now?
So I continued to run. If I was stuck in this eternal form I would at least live my life the way I wanted to. As for the whole killing humans, drinking blood problem; I'm sure there was a way around it. There had to be!
Whoever it was that was sent to bring me back was catching up quickly. I pushed myself harder and my speed quickened even more.
"Miss, please stop!" I heard him call to me. My mind comprehended his request and his voice and I stopped immediately. I was frozen. There was no way. I knew that voice all to well, but there was no way it was him. How could he be here? Why would he be here?
AN: So there you have chapter two. I know it's short. Please don't kill me. I figured you'd want an update now rather then later, plus I thought it was a good place to stop. So do your thing and please review and I will do mine and get you an update soon.