.:Twilight Series - Nightshade's Hale:.

This is my Twilight story. It's a JasperxOC story, as well as a AlicexOC story.

I own nothing to do with the Twilight Saga, it belongs to Stephanie Meyer. Please do not sue me.

Hope you enjoy it.


I could hear them yelling at each other, I didn't want this, none of them should have been fitting, not now, I needed all three of them right now...

Please don't argue... please...


Preface - I'm sat in the back of a 2004 Chevrolet Avalanche; two back packs filled with my stuff sit in the seat beside me, while two large trunk suitcases clutter the boot of the truck.

Sat up front is the hell-stress who's carting me of to my so called new life. But no one's even bothered to ask if I wanted this new life, for all they know I may just want my death, handed to me in the most brutal way, so no one can tell that the dead shell that's left is mine, though my best friend Sirius Drachen, would probably be able to know it was me.

I sigh inwardly at the thought of Sirius, I'd never got the chance to tell him I was been moved, he'd probably be pissed at me right now, but in the long run, it wasn't my fault.

The woman driving me to hell is called Morgan Cole. To most, Morgan would seem nice, kind and sweet. To me, she's too nice, too kind, and too sweet. I can't stand people like her, they act like they have the perfect blue sky hanging over their heads with no grey clouds, well they should try out my world, they'd all soon change their shitty little happy go lucky minds.

The only thing I'm looking forward to; the rain. They told me that my new home always has rain, and that's my favourite kind of weather, has been since I was little, ever since my parents funeral, it sounds morbid but I don't give a shit, it helps me remember them, or forget them. I haven't figured that out yet.


Flashback; A five year old Lace Nightshade stands over two open graves. The rain pours down heavily as thunder streaks across the mist blue sky. Out of the mist a large meaty hand lands to rest on Lace's right shoulder.

A large male kneels beside Lace, his face still clouded by the thick mist that hung heavy around the almost abandoned graveyard, a strong and frightening voice says "Don't worry my little Lace, I'll take care of you".


A sudden jolt pulled me from my daze; I looked out of my window as the rain now streaked down it, making it look like fallen tears. I soon realized why the car had jolted; we'd stopped at a bunch of stop lights.

'Must be Forks' I thought.

I look around when I hear a voice talking; I roll my eyes as I realize it's just Morgan talking, again. She never knew how to shut up; you'd think she'd have learnt that I'm not a people person.

'Corkscrew the bitch's mouth up'I hear myself thinking, but I don't hear it said in my voice, I hear it in Sirius' voice, and then a mental image of him smiling like an idiot pops into my mind, and I feel myself grow a small sad smile.

I turn back to look out of the window again, my head resting against the cold glass as I watched the rain drops fall down the partly steamed window, but only because of my breath was hitting the glass. Morgan continued to talk though I wasn't really listening, though I guessed she was talking to me about my so called new life. The car jolts again as Morgan pulls away from the stop lights.

Morgan looks back at me from the mirror, she sighs as she asks "You're not listening, are you?".

'No I'm not!' I think but what I say isn't that, "Yeah. You where telling me about Forks!".

Morgan smiles as she turns her eyes back to the road, she says "Your gonna love it here. And the school is close by, you'll make new friends. Who knows, maybe get a boyfriend. Or you know a girlfriend".

I roll my eyes again, as I continue to look out of the window.


A/N - There'll be more up soon. You don't have to review, but it would be nice. Hope you enjoyed.