For those who are reading 'to love the unloved', bare with me. I will try to update that story next.
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I have thought about Jasper's POV but it would be a little difficult to understand. The reason why is because like animals, Jasper doesn't think but does things on instinct. He has lived in the wild for so long that he doesn't even understand words, let alone speak them so instead I have chosen to do it in 3rd person therefore you get a sight of what life is like for him but it still helps you understand how he view things like the strange words that I will be using. Keep in mind that this is my first ever 3rd person POV so I might accidentally slip into first or second but just point that out to me if you spot anything. Anyway...
Disclaimer: I do not own twilight.
3rd Person- Jasper
Ever since the age of four, Jasper had found himself living in the wild, struggling in the cold weather, finding food or even catching his own and keeping himself hidden from those that are found hunting in his 100 acre wood home. There is a positive side to hunters though; especially when they set animal traps because Jasper is able to steal the unfortunate dead animal that has been caught so that he could fill his appetite.
Unluckily for Jasper, killed animals isn't enough to give him the energy he needs to stay alive so it was a good job that he found a new food source. It was some other mysterious animal that looked a lot like him; just like the hunters. Only this creature looked a lot nicer and appeared to offer the food to him whereas he has to steal his from the hunters.
Jasper even began to stay close to the area that the strange creature had first met him so that he could see her more often although he use to constantly change his location in the woods.
Jasper had ran further than he usually did today after feeling threatened by a similar looking creature to his food source. He had got too close so Jasper did what was best and sunk his teeth through the threats skin to give himself enough time to escape.
Following the food source this time with the other creature by her was a dangerous move. Jasper liked following her home sometimes just so he knew roughly where her habitat was so that he wouldn't put himself in danger by being too close to some other animal's territory. He had always stopped once he reached the edge of his safety zone though. But it wasn't the only reason he followed her. Jasper realised that if anything happened to that specific creature, he wouldn't be fed as much as he does now so he makes sure that no other creature in the woods would hurt her. As rare as they seemed, Jasper has once come across a bear in this part of the woods and he didn't want the mysterious creature to meet one.
It began to rain as Jasper made his way to the tree that he mainly spends time in now. He had even piled up many leaves there to use as bedding although it didn't make him much warmer. After 12 years of living in these raining conditions, Jasper's body had somehow managed to forget the cold temperature of the rain unlike a normal creature's body of his type. Winter however, was a different story. He had got so desperate for warmth once that he hunted a hibernating bear and killed it in its sleep so that he could sleep in the big hole underground that the bear had dug before winter hit. At least the bear had kept him fed for a while.
Once Jasper nested himself in the leaves, he closed his eyes to sleep which was a dangerous thing to do in the wild but at least he was up high. Only the smallest animals can make their way this high. Although his eyes weren't open, he still focused on what he could hear. Another thing that was different about Jasper from those strange lookalike creatures was that his senses seemed to work better. It probably had something to do with living in a dangerous place for so long that he relied on his senses so much that they improved. He had a good eyesight, good hearing and has even learnt how to smell the difference between animals. All that had made it easier for him to hunt by himself if times got hard like when the hunting season was over.
The only things that Jasper could hear was the rain hit the ground and a fox scream in the distance. Foxes weren't a danger to people and he could hear no evidence of any threats so it was enough for him to get some sleep. At least he wasn't sleeping hungry tonight.
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Jasper's eyes suddenly opened at the sound of a creature walking on the ground. He instantly climbed higher in the tree and growled, getting a good look at his intruder.
Strange. It had been the same lookalike creature that he bit yesterday. Jasper bared his teeth, knowing that the creature standing on the ground below was a threat. He could have got hurt yesterday because of him.
"It's okay. My name is Carlisle, can you tell me yours?" The blond furred creature spoke.
He seemed to speak the same way as his food source but if this threat looked so much like himself, why couldn't he speak like that? Why couldn't he understand what they were saying? To Jasper, the only languages that there were was hissing and growling and that was to show that you were feeling threatened or to tell them to stay back or else you would attack. It worked most of the time for him. Growling is what made his food source keep her distance.
A/N- Just in case you guys don't understand, when I mention his 'food source' it's talking about Alice.
Jasper's growling grew louder as he climbed higher up into the tree. He needed to stay as far away from the creature as possible. The tall creature suddenly pulled out a roll; just like his food source sometimes feed him. Maybe this lookalike creature could become a food source too. Jasper stopped growling because he didn't want to seem like a threat to a creature that was willing to feed his appetite. It wasn't often when you came across creatures that were willing to give you the food that they find. Jasper climbed down a little off the tree and crouched on a lower branch, waiting for the creature to put the food on the ground and walk away just like his main food source does. She seems to understand what Jasper wanted but this creature on the other hand didn't as he remained where he was.
He let out a small growl to warn the blond creature that he wasn't giving him enough space and hopefully scare him off. The attempt hadn't worked but Jasper was a patient animal; he could wait it out. To show that he wasn't willing to move any closer, Jasper laid on a thick branch, resting his chin on it too but kept his eyes focused on the possible threat.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I can take you to a safer place" the blond creature spoke again.
Jasper didn't respond to the lookalike creature in any way, he just continued to wait.
"You will be warm, fed and I can give you the help that you need. Just come down from there".
The blond creature clearly wasn't going to move any time soon which left Jasper no choice. His growl hadn't warned the intruder enough so he jumped down from the tree and pounced on the threat, and bit into the fabric on his shoulder. Instead of backing off, the blond creature took advantage of this moment and wrapped his arms firmly around Jasper, giving him no escape.
Jasper used all his strength against the attacker but he wouldn't let go. He even ripped the threat's sleeve, exposing his arm but he still didn't release him. Jasper's growls turned into screams of panic. It was a trick. The food had lured him into the intruders trapped just like the hunters traps lured the animals in.
Jasper began to dig his nails into the lookalikes skin. The more pain that this creature is in, the more likely he was to give up. He had screamed out in pain but did not release his grip. He was very stubborn but not as stubborn as Jasper. He was not willing to surrender to this monster. He began to kick as well although it was rather pointless since he wasn't facing the right direction. Jasper was using so much energy that he was beginning to get very breathless unlike the creature that wouldn't let him go.
"Shh, calm down, it's okay. Shhh" the creature whispered.
Strangely, the noise was a little calming, especially because of the tone. Jasper found it rather relaxing and it had in fact calmed him down. How did that happen? Noticing the affect it had on Jasper, the blond creature continued to make the sound as he held him.
"Shhhh"
Jasper felt safer than he had expected despite still being held tightly but he couldn't sense any danger anymore; just peace. He turned his head to look into the unusual golden eyes. This creature appeared to be as gentle as the female one that visited Jasper often. Maybe he could bring good luck to him too.
Carlisle's POV
I had hardly managed to sleep that night knowing that there was a boy in the woods sleeping in the rain. I had even woke up early and without thinking, looked for him. I hadn't even come up with a plan. My objective was to just find him. I didn't know what to do when I did which is why I was now using all my strength just to stop him from running away. I had to give it to him, he was very strong for somebody his size. He was a little smaller than Rosalie but taller than Alice.
I couldn't believe that after all this time, Alice had been talking about a boy. Not a made up one but a real boy. I had even begun to think it was an animal. I guess I wasn't far off because he sure acted like one. How long had he been living out here? It must have been quite a while because he seems to have forgotten he is human.
I kept a firm grip on him despite the pain in my arm after he had scratched me desperately. I couldn't let this boy stay out here. It was dangerous for him. I started to speak gently to him to calm him down, shushing seemed to have an effect and made him relax in my arms so I continued to make the exact same noise until he stopped struggling completely.
"Shhhh" I calmed.
He turned his head enough to look into my eyes deeply; seemingly unsure at what was happening but just went with it and I was very surprise to hear that that he was responding as he began to make the same noises as I was.
"Shhh" the boy repeated. He might have been trying to relax himself; figuring out that the noise was very calming.
At least I got a positive response from him since the only other sound that I had heard him make is a growl. He really did sound like an animal when he did that, perhaps that of a large dog. Taking a good look at him, I realised that this was the boy in the picture that Alice drew with his dirty blond hair and his unnaturally skinny figure. Now I understand what Alice meant by 'he looks hungry'. Did he eat anything other than the food Alice fed him?
"That's it, good boy" I praised him like a small child.
He tilts his head like a curious puppy as he stops making the noise; possibly because I stopped too. I noticed how much he looked like my daughter, Rosalie. They had the same eyes, both shape and colour and his nose look very alike as well as the shape of his face. That's unusual.
Still holding onto him, I stood up hoping that he would make it easy for me and let me walk him home. He let out a small, quiet growl but nothing more; in fact, he still seemed relaxed. I partly released him so I was now only holding onto his wrist, not wanting him to escape from me.
"It's alright. Follow me" I said.
He made another new noise which was a whimper as his eyes directed to a tree. This was the place that Alice always met him; maybe he was waiting for her.
"You want Alice, don't you?" I spoke.
The boy's head instantly turned to me again at the sound of her name, his face full of recognition. He seemed to give me a very strange gaze and I wasn't sure if I found it intimidating or amazing about the way he used his facial expressions. He opened his mouth, as if he were trying to speak, his mouth shaped like he was trying to pronounce the letter 'A'.
Was he trying to say Alice?
Had he been living here for so long that he forgot how to speak? Had he even been old enough to learn to speak? Impossible; if he was that young when he started living out here then he wouldn't have lasted a week. How on earth had he even started a life like this?
I began to walk and with some more surprise, the boy didn't even hesitate to follow as he still tried to make a sound, Alice's name no doubt.
Okay, is that long enough? Was the 3rd person a little hard to understand in the first part of the chapter?
Another thing is Jasper doesn't understand the deal with names so to him, 'Alice' is just a word that relates to 'the friendly creature that fed him'. But as the story develops, I promise that Jasper will begin to understand more about what he really is.
Another thing I'd like to inform you... Jasper can say one word and we will discover what that word is in the next chapter. Wanna make any guesses?
I might update again tomorrow but it'll take some convincing so... REVIEW!