Hiya! Sorry its been sooooooo long since I last wrote...and to be honest I don't think this chapter makes up for it :(

And I know it's short but its setting the next coupl'a chapters up.

Enjoy .....?

xxx

Chapter 6

Jasper POV

The hairy, russet coloured dog flung itself at me, swiping its sharp claws at my face. I laughed. How pathetic. I stepped to one side, neatly avoiding it, as it crashed into the opposite wall. Snarling, I grabbed the thing's tail and with all my might (and I am mighty, if I may say so myself) and hurled it out of the front doorway and onto the drive. It yelped.

I glanced behind me at Bella. She looked terrified in her beautiful way. I gave her a reassuring smile but she just stared back, not taking her eyes off me. The rest of my family, apart from Carlisle, were locked in 'combat', laughing as they went. I don't blame them. To be honest, these dogs were pitiable. I mean, if they were gonna come here and threaten us, you'd think they'd know how to at least scratch. Because, there would be no way we'd let them out of here unhurt. And that's putting it politely.

As I tore a huge chunk of hair out of the grey wolf, a sudden calm washed over me. I haven't felt that calm in years; I could picture rolling, blue waves, white, sandy beaches, and I could faintly hear whale calls. Whale calls? What the hell?

You know earlier, I mentioned that Edward has the power to read minds, yeah, well other vampires have special gifts too. Alice catches glimpses of possible futures. Mine was the ability to control people's (or other vampires') emotions. I say 'was' because I haven't attempted to use it in, well, since my relationship with Alice was trashed, trampled on, burned, broken (*cough, sorry, you get my drift) by Edward the Enormous Arsehole. That is why I was extremely confused. I wasn't using my power. So who the hell was controlling my emotions?

Glancing around at my family, I saw that they had all stopped fighting and were swaying on their feet with slightly vacant, but happy, looks on their faces. Did I look like that? What was going on? Another strange thing was the fact that the dogs were swiping their mitts in the air and growling but they couldn't get near to me or my family. They dogs were launching themselves into the air then immediately slumping to the ground like they had slammed into an invisible wall.

Anger had begun creeping its way back into my body. My fists were starting to tremble and a feral snarl escaped from my lips. No sooner had I thought of a way to kill the stupid mutt dancing dangerously close to my face, waves and whale music drifted back into my mind.

Why were we fighting? Really, what was the point of it all? Why couldn't we just live together in peace and harmony?

Jeesh, I was beginning to sound like Carlisle. Maybe it was him sending the calming thoughts. Nope, he looked too vacant.

Bella! How could I have forgotten about her! Was she hurt? Was she calm like me? A million thoughts slithered into my brain, all revolving around Bella. Once glance at Bella wiped them all away, apart from one question. What the fuck was she doing?

She was stood at the foot of the stairs, her eyes closed, red lips parted. Her copper tinted hair flowed outwards, creating a halo around her perfect, pale face. She had a look of deep concentration; her fists were clenched tight at her sides, and her nostrils were flared. Ahhh, by God did she look stunning. She looked like a shimmering Goddess. She looked good enough to eat (metaphorically speaking, of course). Her mouth curled at the corners for a millisecond, as if she'd heard what I'd thought.

She suddenly screamed. A scream I'll never forget for as long as I live (which should be forever). "Jasper!" she exclaimed unexpectedly. And then she collapsed in a heap onto the floor.

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Everything was mayhem after that. All the emotions that had been removed before Bella had buckled, now came flooding back like a colossal tidal wave. Anger, which immediately turned into fury, annoyance, frustration, sadness and fury, had arrived once again.

I roared as load as I could, and launched myself at the nearest wolf. Its neck snapped back and it fell heavily to the floor.

Spinning round, I saw sweat and blood flying in the air; yelps and groans coming from both sides. A flash of fur, a flash of teeth.

But my heart wasn't in it any more. All I craved for was to get back to Bella.

She was still lying in a crumpled heap on the floor.

"Bella!" My howl was so loud; everybody stopped what they were doing. Even the stupid mutts. The howl had come from deep within me, from a place I never even knew I had. From that instance, I knew I loved Bella. I'd always loved her, ever since that day in the canteen. She was my destiny. And nothing was going to keep me from her. Nothing.

I sped over to her and scooped her up into my arms. My eyes roamed over her perfect body whilst my hand stroked her hair. Bella, my beautiful Bella. What has happened to you?

Faintly, from behind me, I could hear Carlisle trying to make crappy peace. I didn't care what happened anymore. I wanted Bella back. It was all the stupid dogs' fault. Every inch of my body hated them. I wanted to rip out their throats and tear their flesh apart. But, I knew Bella wouldn't have approved. So, it was for her sake, that I let Carlisle continue.

I knew why they were here. We, or should I say I, had broken the peace treaty. The treaty stated that should any vampire in this area kill (or change) a human being, they would be forced to attack. That was the whole point of the wolves. To keep us at bay. And that's what had happened. I had changed Bella, ruined her life, and they were here to punish us. But I didn't need punishing anymore. Seeing Bella in the state that she was; was punishment enough for me. She suffered because of what I'd done to her. I hated myself for what I'd turned her into.

A monster.

Like myself.