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HOUSTAN, TX 1869
Isabella Marie Whitlock POV:
My eyes slowly trailed along the rising orb of fiery orange energy that arose from the dark planes of the red desert. It was the start of a new day, but what much did I have to look forward to? I was forced to be here against my will. Kara made that blatantly clear when I attempted to run away four years ago. I had run as far as the border between Texas and New Mexico, but yet that wasn't far enough away from them.
She sent multiple newborns after me, and no matter how many friendships I made with them, they were loyal to their creator. I was brutally dragged back struggling in the arms of five newborns as I fought them off at the same time. Nothing worked, they were too strong and there were far too many of them.
Kara beat me as soon as I had gotten back and threatened to kill me. I said I didn't really care much for my life, I was a monster. She backtracked and told me she would go after my family, even though I didn't go into specifics she knew I had one. After that day, I behaved like the teacher's pet I was meant to be.
I didn't want to be this person. I was a monster because I had killed many people, innocent people. I did try to avoid it by always draining the elderly or serial killers and rapists. I hoped no one caught on, because evidentially Kara would force me to 'eat healthier'. My luck was never really with me when the one day came that I dreaded.
On my seventh month as a newborn, we were all in Arkansas when I tried to starve myself. Even though I had already drained a vast majority of humans, I finally cracked once I had realized what I was doing. It took me seven months to realize what I had become, but it was already too late to go back.
Kara saw me refusing to eat and she got furious. She needed me if she wanted her army to conquer all, and she knows I knew that. She told a few of her newborns to hold me down, and by a few I meant nine. She got what appeared to be a fourteen year old boy with black hair and tears streaming down his face, and she slit his throat with her cat like nails.
She shoved him in front of me while pulling my lip back slightly so the blood would make contact with my tongue. That was the first day when the force feedings began. They would do the same routine every single day when I tried to starve myself. After about four years of them forcing the blood on me, I just gave up. Really, what chance did I have? I went back to killing elderly and rapists.
We were currently residing in Brownsville, Texas right along the border of Mexico. Katy, Matt, Kara, and I managed to get all of the newborns down here with only three midnight feasts. It was surprising but when Kara realized that the newborns were maturing and getting older, she wanted Matt, Katy, and I to kill the weaker ones off so she could make more.
Katy, Matt, and Kara had all created newborns of their own. Personally I had never made one. Unlike the force feeding, Kara doesn't care much about my venom being the source of another vampire's. She strongly believes in the Sire and Childe bond, so she had no problem creating them herself so they would all follow her orders and not mine. Like I even had a chance…
So that was what I was doing, sitting in a room with about ten to twenty different people ranging from ages nineteen to twenty five, all in the process of their transformation. I had been the youngest vampire Kara created, and that bothered me. The only reason she changed me was because of my power, so what if there was a nine year old who could make people turn to ash with the snap of their fingers. Kara would without a doubt do anything for power. Even though she talks trash about Aro of the Volturi, I know she was just like him. Power hungry crazed demons that had no soul or source of humanity. But then again, who was I to judge?
Just as I was thinking about my lost humanity, Katy walked in wearing her dress a little lower than what would be appropriate for girls our age. Of course she didn't care, honestly Katy was a whore. I don't talk trash, but a few months ago, Katy suggested seducing men into joining Kara's army without attacking them out of nowhere. Kara thought about it and complied, little did I know she asked me instead of Katy to be the one to lure the hopeless men in. I declined and Katy wouldn't talk to me for weeks. That's what you get I thought smugly.
"We are going hunting, and then Kara said if we behave well, she is taking just the two of us to a party and leaving Matt here to look after the newborns!" Katy screamed while laughing like a wild women. Kara thought that taking us to a bar somewhere in the middle of the desert with a bunch of sweaty perverts to look lustfully at our chest was a party. We would dance then the men would come to us and then they would get a little to touchy and Kara would tell us to drain them.
"Yay!" I said with fake enthusiasm. Then again, Katy thought it was real because Katy had the IQ of a rock. I stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles in my navy blue petty coat. I walked over to Katy and we both walked out of the wooden mansion that Kara forced the newborns to make a few years ago. She had army bases like these set up in multiple places all along the southern hemisphere of the United States. She even had a few in Africa and Europe, but we hardly went there because the newborns were difficult to travel with and the Volturi lived in Europe.
We walked outside to see all the newborns talking with each other or fighting with each other. At this point, we just let them battle it out because in the end, they would have died if they fought in battle against other newborns anyways. "Ah Isabella and Katy, so glad you could join us" Kara's annoyed voice rang out over the ruckus. "SILENCE!" She screamed and all the newborns stopped what they were doing and directed their blood red eyes to Kara, Matt, Katy, and I.
"We are going hunting in the nearby city by Coyote Hills, after that Isabella, Katy, and I will be running a little errand. Matthew is in charge and you better listen to him because he is reporting everything back to me." She said in a very intimidating voice. I almost scuffed, 'errand' yeah right. They all looked scared and nodded their head silently like the good little slaves they were.
"Good, now everyone fallow us and stay together until we reach the city!" She told them as we all took off into the desert and raced over many hills. Sand and dust was flying everywhere but none of that bothered us because of our indestructible bodies.
When we finally reached the town, Kara let the newborns run free. I went off on my own a few miles into the town. I knew where I was headed and it took a little longer to reach. I raced throughout the crowded town ignoring the burning in my throat. Finally I stopped when I had reached the Coyote Hills jail house. I snuck inside through a window and crept over to the code red section.
These were the serious killer that would be sentence to death within the next few days; I was simply making the deadline shorter. I found the last cell with a man with dirty brown hair that looked to be twenty nine and had scars covering his body as a sign of danger. I broke the metal off the cells door and he immediately sat up, looking around the dingy cell for the source noise.
When his eyes locked on my figure standing in the doorway, his shock turned to lust. He stood up and wobbled a little as he slouched over to me and put his filthy right hand on my waist and dragged me closer to him. My forehead touched his prickly brown mustache as he kissed my forehead. I hissed and roughly shoved him backwards so hard he fell into the wall and created a small dent as his head opened in the back and blood spilled down the wall.
"Hey baby, don't be like that" He purred while wincing and trying to stand again. These pedophiles were just so intoxicated all the time; I seriously doubted he knew his name. As if to test my theory I asked, "What's your name sugar?" In a seductive voice while leaning down a little so he looked at my bulging breasts. His eyes popped out of his head and he smirked while coming closer and reaching out to touch one, but I moved quickly and leaned against the wall while crossing my arms and smirking.
"Nu-Uh, not until I know your name sexy" I purred while watching how his pants bulged slightly. Ew. That's just down right disgusting. He looked shocked and his eyebrows stitched together while he frowned and had a frustrated look on his face. I laughed, successfully breaking him from his concentration. This poor fool didn't know his name after all.
"Don't think I remember sweetheart" He said while scratching his neck and shrugging his shoulders. Then the lust returned once more and he stumbled closer to me. "You can call me anything you like" He said with what was supposed to be sexy voice. I surprised a laugh and pouted while fixing the color of his bloodied prison outfit. I looked up at his eyes then back to his color than finally looked back up to his drooling lips.
I leaned in and just barely touched his lips while he gasps and grabbed my chest. "How 'bout I just call you dinner?" I purred while ripping his hands away and snarling while I drug my teeth into his sweaty pale neck. He screamed in pain as the fire raged through him. I tore the skin once more and sunk my canine's further into the almost dry vein.
After I felt the blood run cold until I was finally sucking on dry air, I let the corpse fall to the floor as I walked over him and raced out of the cell, feeling fully satisfied. I ran out of the jail house and hopped back over the poorly effective barb wire and ran back to where Kara was. I found her and Katy waiting for me just outside of a children's hospital. I began to get wary, what were they doing here? They knew I felt uncomfortable when they drank from small children. And why did they have those evil smirks on their face? My senses were screaming at me to run, but I just pushed that thought away.
"We noticed you were back to you old diet, Isabella" Katy hissed at me while stalking forward and dragging something behind her. I backed away cautiously while replying, "Yes. Why does that concern you?" I hissed back at her and she looked pissed. I looked at Kara who also got closer to me.
"Isabella, that's no way to talk to your fellow fighter. We brought you a present. If you don't accept it, I will go to your hometown myself and hunt down your entire family." She spoke in a deadly cold tone that made me cower in fear. I tried not to show it but I shook a little as they got closer.
Katy brought what she was holding from behind her back and I gasped stumbling backwards and shaking my head violently. "NO!" I snarled out bewildered that they would take this situation to such extremes. There being choked in Katy's death grip was a small little girl who looked to be around the age of six. She was clutching a tattered brown bear to her heart as salty tears poured down her red face. Her brown curly hair swooped low and her brown eyes were wide in fear.
Kara grabbed my throat and pulled my wrists together behind my back so I was locked in her iron grip. Even though I was a good fighter, Kara had just fed on several human, preferably 'healthier' ones. She was ten times stronger than I was at this moment. "You need to be strong for our fight tomorrow with Maria." Katy laughed as I murmured "please" over and over again while shaking my head.
Katy slit the girls next with her nails/claws and the girl screamed in pain. She was shaking violently as snot ran down to her clips and her eyes were blood shot from all her tears. She was dragged closer to me and the heavenly scent of blood swam around my head. Katy lifted the little girl to my mouth and my lips curled back on their own accord.
NO! I was losing control! STOP! NOW! I screamed mentally to myself as I was about to press my lips to the small child's soft neck. She started to yell please and I felt my humanity sink lower into the fiery pits of hell. "I-I j-just w-w-want my b-big b-brother" She cried out loud while whimpering into her bear.
I froze. My humanity shot out of the ground and into my head and heart. She had broken my from the monster, I was back in control. I grunted as I lifted my leg up hard and smashed it into Kara's back with enough force to kill multiple humans. She screeched and let me go. I punched Katy in her face when she lunged, successfully knocking her away.
I grabbed the little girl and started to tell her things like, "sssshhh it will be okay" or "y'all guna be fine." It soothed her somewhat as I cradled her and ran deep into the heart of the city. I knew I couldn't keep this little girl, but she reminded me so much of myself. She was what I pictured my little daughter to be like. Now that I think of it, I would have wanted a baby if I were human. I flinched as I thought I would never be able to now.
I ran farther into town until I was sure I had lost Kara and Katy. I knocked on a door and left the currently sleeping child on their doorsteps. The confused newly married couple looked around to see who left such an angel on their doorsteps then the women smiled and picked up the little girl. She cooed to her and the man smiled at her. I was glad the child could be in a normal family, and no matter what she said about me they wouldn't believe her. After all she was a sleeping child that just popped up on their doorsteps.
I ran deeper into the forest and finally reached the wide crystal blue gulf of Mexico. I felt like such an idiot for not thinking about this plan years ago. The water would wash away my scent and I could make an easy escape. I dove in and swam. I would spend some time in Europe, possibly Russia.
I was finally free.
Jasper's POV:
Quick as a whip, my hand shot out and wrapped around the newborns throat. I sent him waves of defeat and he finally stopped struggling so I could place my teeth against his next, declaring my victory.
It had been five years, two months, and 16 days since I was turned. Since I was torn away from my family, but not with the hope of returning from war, I was never going to be able to see them again. I was a vampire. A monster.
I went M.I.A during one of our sneak attacks on those god damn Union bastards. I found myself lost deep in a desert, surrounded by miles of sand and little water left. I rode Chesnutt all over the place trying to find a source of civilization, but I was always cautious. Anyone who was a member of the north could easily shoot at me if I were out in the open like this.
I kept ridding until I saw a small river. I raced towards it, anxious to get my dry throat wet. Once we reached it I jumped off my horse and knelt on my knees while splashing my face with it and drinking it. "And what do we have here?" A very feline voice said from behind me. I turned around to see a Hispanic looking pale women with black hair in tangles and blazing red eyes.
"Major Jasper Whitlock, mam" I replied while tacking of my hat and bowing slightly. She smiled while walking closer to me and placing her hand on my shoulder. I flinched when I felt her frozen fingers wrap themselves around my sweaty shoulder. How the hell did she manage to stay cool? What was she doing out here in the middle of the desert? And why were her eyes red?
"You will be of great use to me, major" She purred into my ear before roughly yanking my head to one side and sinking her teeth into my neck. I only felt fire as I screamed out. Then darkness surrounded me as I burned and the flames grew higher. All I could think was, I can't die. I promised Bella I would come back for her.
When I had awoken from my change Maria told me all about what I was and what I was going to do for her. She left no room to argue and I had no choice but to follow her orders, or else she would go after my family. I didn't tell her I had one, but she just knew. I wouldn't let her touch my little sister. Over my pile of ashes.
So I complied and did as she said, then we both found out that I could read and manipulate emotions. She got more possessive of me and I started to develop feelings of my own for her. She was so beautiful and such a good leader, maybe I was in love with her…no. She threatened my sister. I couldn't love this demon. Then again, I probably killed as many- if not more- people then she had.
I became her major and I trained her newborns. Tomorrow we were going to fight against Kara's army. They were amazing and incredibly strong. No one has beat them yet, but Maria told me she encountered Kara before and defeated her army, Kara just escaped with two other vampires. She rebuilt her army to be stronger and there are rumors going around that she found a human with the powers to shield people from both physical and mental attacks. Wow, that was a pretty impressive power, had to admit.
It pained me so much to be away from my family, from my Bella. I needed to see her again, so one night I told Maria I would go look for her. She was reluctant but told me if I didn't return but sunrise, she would hunt me and my family down. I complied, knowing she would do so.
I raced home and my heart clenched when I heard the heart wrenching sobs of my mother. I peeked through the windows and saw my mother on the floor holding a sobbing Benjamin and my Father standing by the door with a faraway pained look in his face.
"My babies are gone!" My mother gasped out. Oh-no, she must have got the letter that I went MIA. I felt so bad, but there was nothing I could do to comfort her. My father walked over and knelt down besides both my mother and brother, putting his arms around them. She said babies so she must have been grieving about Jackson and I. Then to my great and utter horror, I realized this picture was terribly wrong.
Isabella was missing. "My first son is dead, my second is MIA, and my daughter ran off in the woods only to never be found again!" She screamed while sobbing harder into my father's shoulder. All my thoughts vanished from my head as my heart split in half and I heard a strangled noise behind me. I looked backwards and noticed it was me crying. I started to sob uncontrollably so I raced into the forest and fell to my knees punching a crater into the ground.
My chest heaved with the sobs I gave off. My sister was dead. I screamed to the sky and cursed myself to hell, for I wasn't there to save her.
After that night, I was a zombie. I just did as Maria said and followed orders like her good little slave. That was until the day she forced me to eat a teenage boy crying that he needed to help his little sister. I lost it and ran away, straight into the heart of Kansas. I reached a dinner and grieved there.
I heard the dinner's entrance bell ding as the door opened and sensed a vampire coming towards me. I didn't look up, I didn't care. My sister was gone, what would I do now?
"Jasper" the most beautiful voice I had ever heard called to me. I looked up and felt the air leave my lungs as I looked into the blood red eyes of the most beautiful women I had laid eyes on.
That was the day my life turned around and I met my love, Mary Alice Brandon. Soon to be Mary Alice Whitlock.
YAY! BELLA & JASPER ARE FINALLY FREE! That was just a short little something about how Jasper meets Alice. I might do another Jasper POV, if you guys want ;) Bella meets the Cullen's in the next chapter, and you know what that means…EDWARDS!
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