Permanent :- Twilight- Jasper Hale.

Chapter three- This is where it gets strange.

Summary: "This is reality now. This is my life." She pulled Jasper towards her, stroking gentle fingers over his cheek, jaw line, red eyes meeting golden, "You're my life now. You are all there is." JASPER/OC

I DO HAVE TO SAY THAT RENESMEE DID NOT HAPPEN AND JACOB IS WITH ALICE =] (They got over their differences!)

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She didn't give him time to answer, instead she cried, "What am I? This is a joke! This is a dream! What the hell did you do to me?"

"I did nothing Emma, you must calm down." Carlisle Cullen replied, calmly, voice reassuring. "Calm down and I can explain everything."

"Calm down?" she cried, "How can I calm down?"

She heard shuffling outside, much more frantic now, and another musical voice, female whispering, "She wont hurt him." Who the hell were those people?

Emma frowned angrily, and gripped hold of the frame of the mirror in front of her, "This isn't me." she growled, indicating the girl reflected before her, gripping the frame tighter. "What's wrong with my eyes? Carlisle, what happened to me?"

"That's what I've been asking you." he replied calmly, seemingly oblivious to her outburst. She turned back to the mirror, but quickly stumbled backwards as the sturdy frame crumbled beneath her fingers, causing a ripple effect as the mirror cracked and shattered, shards of glass and fragments of polished wood scattering around the room and falling to the clean floor. "I'm sorry!" she stammered as she slammed against the wall, much quicker than should have been physically possible, out of the way of any skin shredding shards. "I didn't mean to." her eyes shot to where the doctor had been and widened when she noticed he had vacated his spot, before the broken mirror had even hit the ground. How had he moved so quickly? How had she for that matter? How had she broken the mirror with just a squeeze of her hand, it was impossible yet it had happened right before her eyes, she had felt the destruction of the mirror under her own touch. "It's okay." Carlisle's voice cut across her thoughts, "It could have been me in your grip." She found his form, over the other side of the room, safely out of harms way.

"I would never hurt you." Emma replied, "I don't think I could."

"Oh you could." He shot her a small smile, she thought it seemed kind of sad, "Your strength now and for the next few months is unrivalled by anything else in the world."

"What do you mean?" Emma asked, dread filling her stomach and sickening her. This time there was once again that strange calming sensation, it seemed to be battling with her fear and apprehension, like an emotional war, in the end the fear won over and she heard another voice, accented, maybe Texan say, "There's nothing I can do now."

"What are they talking about out there?" she asked, knowing she was going completely off subject as she indicated towards the door, where the spectators had gone quiet.

"I will introduce you to them later and explain everything. But right now, you need answers." Carlisle said, softly, climbing onto the cot she had been led on just minutes ago and patting the space next to him. She made her way over slowly, glimpsing her pale alter ego in the larger shards of mirror littering the floor beneath her light steps.

She slowly climbed onto the bed, concentrating on making her body, a grip on the bed as light as possible so as not to break it and made herself comfortable next to the doctor. "How did I do that?" she asked, gesturing to the destruction before her, "What did you mean about my strength being unrivalled?"

"You're a newborn Emma." he stated, as if she should know what it was that she meant. "You will never be more powerful than you are now."

"A new born what Doctor Cullen? I'm twenty years old." Emma replied, thoroughly confused.

He gave a small smile before replying, "You have to bear with me now Emma, this is where it gets strange."

"Its already strange." she mumbled, earning a chuckle from the good doctor beside her.

"You're not human." Carlisle said, without hesitation and Emma immediately knew that he was completely serious, had she not seen her reflection herself then she would have thought him a crazy person, deluded.

"What am I?" she repeated, a question it seemed she had asked over and over today and had still received no answer to.

"You're a vampire." Emmas first reaction to the doctors comment was to laugh, hysterically, then stare at him, mouth agape as she remembered just how her reflection had looked, monstrously beautiful. Her next reaction was the cry, sob, scream, but no tears would come. It was as if she were completely dried up and the same sensation of not needing air came to her as she sucked in huge breaths, dry sobs. She frowned, deciding to test it. She stilled her stomach, her lungs, and noticed the doctor chuckle. "We do not need to breath. Oxygen, will neither help nor hinder us."

"You're right," Emma said to him, "It did get strange."

The doctor smiled sadly, "It is unfortunate that this happened to you. It is not a life that someone should willingly chose. There are a lot of things that you will need to understand. A lot of things you'll need to face and conquer."

"Like what?" Emma asked, kind of dreading the answers.

"There are many things, changes you'll have to make, like the sunshine thing, food, your general lifestyle. The first few months will be unbelievably hard, should you chose to stick with my family and I, but after a while it will be much easier." the doctor implored.

"What do you mean, if I choose to stick with you?" Emma asked.

"Myself and my family." Carlisle started, "We're different to others of our kind, we choose to live a life of the more human kind." Emma raised an eyebrow and he continued, "We do not feed from humans and we keep permanent residence, we go to school, jobs, colleges. We are not monsters, which our kind are very capable of doing. Should you chose to follow your natural instincts then we would allow you to go, as long as you were to leave Forks."

Emma hesitated, "I don't want to be a monster Doctor Cullen."

"Then we will do all we can to help ease you into this lifestyle." he said, eyes kind.

"Why are you being so kind to me?" Emma asked, "You owe me nothing."

"I'm old Emma, I've changed four people into this lifestyle when they were on the verge of death and I have welcomed three more to the family, most of whom have gone through the same as you are now, some of whom have lived the lifestyle intended for us and had to change their ways. It seems, that since you are here, I cannot just send you away."

"Thank you." Emma responded softly.

"It will be long and a hard struggle, but if you are strong it will end quicker than you think." He paused, and said, "I guess now is as good a time as any."

"To what?" Emma asked, still slightly shocked at the news that she was now a, she could barely bring herself to think it, a vampire.

"Meet the family. They are rather a handful, if you do not feel up to it then-"

He was interrupted by a female voice shouting through the door, "No fair Carlisle!" Emma guessed the words had actually been said quietly and her new ears had picked it up. "It's okay," she laughed, a tinkling sound as Carlisle shot her an apologetic look, "I'd like to meet them."

"Go to the living room." Carlisle said, command evident in his voice and Emma smiled at the authority he held as she heard footsteps retreating from the door. The doctor moved to the door, quickly. Emma thought that were she still human she would have probably seen only a blur. As the door opened, she was met with the sight of a small woman, with the same pale skin and shoulder length brunette skin, she wore a huge smile and expensive clothes and looked immediately welcoming and she knew immediately that this was Carlisle's wife, that was probably the way he looked at her with such love in his eyes though.

"Emma, this is my wife, Esme"

"Hi." Emma said quietly, "I would shake your hand but-uh," she indicated the shattered mirror on the floor, "I don't want to hurt anyone."

"Of course," the woman smiled, "It's understandable. It's a pleasure to meet you Emma, I'm sure I can find you a nice room in this place, make you feel as at home as possible."

"Thank you."

She patted a hand on Emmas shoulder and said, "It's going to be okay. Come, follow me to the living room."

Jasper soon I promise! =] And the thirst and general newborn vampire things =]