Hi everybody. Sorry I haven't updated….been busy with school. Anyway, thank you all sooo much for the amazing reviews-They really inspire me to keep writing. In response to the reviews saying not to won't overdo the Jasper story, not to worry. I am remaking it completely, so please read.

I am dedicating this chapter to my best friend Nandine, and making her a character in my story.

Enjoy, and please keep reading and reviewing.

JPOV

I led Bella over to the bed and we sat down. I looked at my hands as I wondered where to start.

"Jazz, whatever you can tell me, it doesn't matter. I would never run away from you."

If it was anyone else, I wouldn't have believed her, but Izzy was radiating sincerity, confidence, compassion, and love. I took a deep breath and lay down on the bed. Izzy lay down with me, putting her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her, and began to tell her my story.

Flashback

I had just joined the army, and I was moving up through the ranks quickly. I had a way with people, and could convince them to do anything, to put their trust in me. Soon, I got promoted to Major Whitlock.

I was leading my men south, to face off with an army that supposedly was waiting for us on the border of Mexico. We had a spy working for us and he hadn't been wrong yet. We just didn't know he was a double agent. We also didn't know he wasn't human.

We faced the army, but something seemed…off. They were all inhumanly beautiful, wearing ripped and bloodied clothes. They had no weapons. When they attacked, no one even saw them move. They were vampires. We had been led there as food for them. They were all ruthless, uncontrollable newborns.

They tore into arms, legs, necks, whatever they reached first. My men were taken down one by one. I tried to fight back, but I was taken down myself. I felt one of them bite my neck. I thought it was the end, but then he let me go, having been distracted by a newborn fight in the distance. I felt a fire spread through me, and I screamed, but no one came.

After three days, the fire stopped. I stood in the battle field, amongst all the dead soldiers. When I smelt their blood, it drove me crazy, but my loyalty to them wouldn't let me drain the blood left in their bodies. I ran to the nearest town, and found a man about to rape a woman. I ripped the man off of her, and when she was gone, I drained him. That's when I admitted to myself that I was a vampire.

Afterwards, I ran home, back to Texas. Even if I couldn't get near my family, I had to make sure they were alright. I thought back to my parents and my little sister, Nandine. She was only a year younger than me, and I missed her so much when I went to war.

After about six hours, I crossed the border into Texas. I ran to my home town, and smelt blood everywhere. The Union flag was up over where the confederate flag once stood proud. I ran to my old home, and almost broke down. My father was lying on the lawn, decapitated. I walked inside the house, and found my mother lying on the floor in the kitchen, with a sword through her heart.

I searched everywhere for my little sister, and I found her lying in the tree house, where we used to spend so much time together. She had several wounds in her stomach, but she was still breathin'.

"Jazz?"

"Yeah, Nandine, it's me. Hold on, Nandy, it'll be alright."

"I can't, soo tired."

"Please Nandy, don't leave me."

She didn't respond. I could hear her heart slowin' down. I did the first thing my instincts told me to. I bit into her wrist, ankles, and her neck. I tasted the blood, but I loved my little sister too much to drain her. I pumped my venom into her.

Three days later, she woke up as a vampire, and I took her hunting. We lived like nomad for three months, before it happened.

We were traveling close to the border between Texas and Mexico, when we were surrounded by newborns. We fought them off as best we could, but the newborns had some training, and we didn't. I told Nandy to run, and she got away. I, however, was captured.

We ran for about an hour, before reaching some kind of camp. I was thrown into a tent. I tried to run for it, but was stopped by a Hispanic woman.

"Now, now. Don't try to run. You wouldn't get very far. My name is Maria. You see, I know my newborns changed you, but you left before I could bring you back to my camp. I gave you immortality, and you must repay the favor. You have a gift, I can tell. You are an empath. That power will be great in training newborns, but first you will be trained yourself."

For months, I was trained. I fought for my life every day. Maria was pleased with my progress and I was….rewarded. I got more blood than the others, more clothes, more freedom. Often I was given the privilege, (sarcasm,) to please her sexually. As time passed, I became more and more depressed. I was a killing machine, destroying newborns, taking down enemies with ease, capturing new territories. Over a century passed and I became depressed. I was covered in bites and scars. I hated this life.

One day, I changed a man. Peter, who you just met. We became close. He was my only fried in over a century. After a few months, I changed his mate, Charlotte. He was allowed to live passed the year mark, because of his ability to "know shit", but she was not. I helped them both escape, and after a few months, they came back for me.

I tried to find my sister when I left, but I found out that Maria had captured her in spite of my treachery to her. Peter and I devised a plan to save her, and it worked. However, we had to make some last minute changes to the plan once I found out she had a mate, Justin. Both of them had powers, which gave us an edge and helped us get away. Nandy could shoot lightning from her palms, and Justin could create a physical shield around us. With my empathy, we were unstoppable.

They both lived with Peter, Char, and I for a few years, before they went off on their own. Then, after another decade, Alice found me, and brought me to the Cullens. When I switched my diet, I still maintained my control. The only reason I seemed weakened, was because Edward made me his scapegoat and pushed HIS bloodlust onto me. He could never really control himself very well.

Alice controlled me completely. She made me give up my southern accent, my clothes, my style, my guitar, because they weren't "fashionable". I did it because I loved her. What I didn't realize was she was slowly cutting me off from Peter and Char, and even my little sister. I haven't seen Peter and Char until today, and I haven't even spoken to my sister since I joined the Cullens. That is my only regret.

End of Flashback

Izzy started sobbing sad from my story, but at the end, she was only growling.

"Those stupid assholes! How could they! How could Edward make you take the blame for his stupid self? How could Alice make you change and lose contact? When you love someone, you don't make them change! I know I would never do that to you! They are both gonna pay."

I smiled sadly at her as she was ranting. Of course, she noticed. "Jazz, what's wrong?"

"You must be disgusted with me."

"For an empath, you sure are stupid."

I looked at her in shock.

"What am I feeling Jazz?

"Awe, pride, comfort, happiness, sadness, anger, and love." I looked at her with love and hope.

"I love you Jazz, and nothing will ever change that. You are my soul mate, my other half. I don't care if you've killed thousands. I don't care that you have a bad past. I love you for who you are, and I wouldn't change a thing." She was smiling sadly, and looking at her lap. I could tell she was feeling a little worthless and abandoned. I could kill Edward for making her insecure, but I would have to thank him for leading her to me.

"Don't ever feel that way. Darlin', I love you too. You are my soul mate, and I am completely in love with you." I cradled her face in my hands, and kissed her softly. When I pulled back, she had unshed tears in her eyes, but they were tears of happiness. I smiled at her, and lied down again, holding her in my arms. We lay together, pretending to sleep. It was a perfect moment.

Of course, someone had to spoil it.

"Well, well, well. You leave for over a hundred years, with no calls, no visits, not even a fucking letter. When you finally get away from pixie bitch, you don't even try to track me down. Now, you find your soul mate, and don't even think to ask Peter for my number so you can tell me. Instead I get a call this morning from Yoda himself. I am very mad at you big brother."

I looked at her in shock. She was just as I remembered her, with medium length brown hair, and brown eyes. Justin stood behind her, his arms around her waist, both smiling at me happy I had found my true mate.

"Well, I am just going to have to make it up to you aren't I?" I untangled myself from Izzy and stood up, opening my arms wide. Nandy ran towards me, giving me a hug.

"I've missed you little sister."

We stayed like that for a few minutes, until she pulled back and walked over to Izzy.

"You're definitely not like pixie bitch. I like you. As my new big sister, give me a hug." Nandy smiled at Izzy, who gave her a hug, laughing happily. "I've always wanted a little sister. A little brother too," she said, looking at Justin.

I smiled, knowing my mate had just made them both very happy.

"By the way Izzy, I asked Aro for your room. It has a nice view. Marcus said he will have you stuff moved into Jazz's room later."

I started laughing at Bella's shocked expression.

"Most dads would probably try and tie me to a chastity belt. Mine decides to move me into my mate's room. Nice."

We all laughed at that.

"Why weren't we invited to this party? Give me a hug little sister." Nandy ran to Peter, hugging him. I was shocked at how close they were. I was sad that I had missed so much, but pushed that away. There is time now to make new memories.

Nandy hugged Char next, before going back to her mate's arms.

"Now, Izzy, your uncle (Aro) asked me to remind you about the ball?" He looked at Izzy with a confused look on his face.

"For a know it all, you don't know much." Izzy teased Peter before turning to look at the rest of us. "Saturday at 5:00PM is my coronation ball. Girls will be shopping with me for dresses tomorrow, since the ball is in two days. You guys can make your own arrangements for tuxedos."

"Hey Jazz." I looked at my little sister. "Don't mess with Izzy. She's gonna be your princess. She can kick your but and get away with it."

"Trust me, sis. She could do that without being the princess." I wrapped my arms around Izzy again. And smiled at my sister.

"True. Come on Justin; let's get Marcus to move Izzy's stuff here so we can move in. Peter, Char, you get the room to the other side of this one." Everyone walked out, leaving us alone again. Bella turned around in my arms, and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling my lips down to hers. When we broke away, she asked, "Be my date for my ball?" I laughed. "Who else did you think was going to get to escort the new princess to her ball?"