Waiting in the cold mist for the pup and his human pet, I could not help but marvel at how at ease the vampires were around me. Never have I had such a reception following a reveal. True, the human or vampire never lived long after they met me, so they had no time to think about it before I feasted.

The park that we were to play baseball in was large enough to properly gain speed while running, but secluded enough to be assured that we would not be disturbed. The weather was perhaps terrible for some: overcast and thundering. I would imagine that many a human was inside, hiding from the cold. However, it was perfect conditions for creatures whose strength was great enough to marvel that of the sky. Carlisle, Jasper and Emmett are running to place their bases in the correct positions. Rosalie, Alice and Esme are standing by me, awaiting the game that was to occur.

I could tell that the vampires were still cautious of me. They would all stare now and again, worry evident in their eyes and in their manner. The only two who were calm were Jasper and Alice. I honestly believe that nothing short of death would cause the pixie to be afraid. And Jasper…

I know very well, have known all along, that I was the emotional attachment that Jasper needed after the sudden break-up between him and Alice. That he was drawn to me because he could not feel my inner-most emotions. Yet I am now aware in a new level of his attraction to me. No creature would ever feel this much trust in another without proof, which he has none of, or strong emotion. Thus, there is only one possible explanation left to me.

Jasper Hale loved me.

I could feel it in his gaze even now as our eyes meet. The feeling that takes hold of the heart and never lets go.

I have witnessed many in love in all my time on earth. How they would act around each other. How much they meant to one another. How painful it was to know that your significant other was no longer in the realm of the living. I confess that I was often an instigator of the torment, having killed many a significant other. I never cared for the emotion. Yet here I was, on the receiving end of knowing that the person standing next to me was doomed for the rest of eternity to love me.

The pity that I feel is great.

After witnessing a friendly game of catch between the barbie and pixie, Edward and Bella finally arrived. I could not contain a smirk at seeing how much the human hated the speed of the 'supernatural'. Serves her right for wanting to affiliate with those who are above her in every way possible. Esme, in her own polite way, asked Bella to be umpire. I got a far ruder invitation to be on the batting team by Edward, who despised the very thought of having to work with me in any way. His loss.

Rosalie was the first up.

Swinging the bat in a graceful manner becoming that of a vampire, the barbie hit the ball and ran. Behind me I heard Bella mutter, "Okay, now I see why you need the thunder," as we watched Edward chase the ball into the trees, catch it and throw it at Esme, who caught it just as Rosalie made it to home base.

Waiting for Bella's verdict, I noticed Jasper spinning the bat as if he was the master at the game. I knew very well that he was showing off, and decided not to grace his presence as Bella stated, "You're out." To which Emmett replied by whooping and Rosalie replied by giving Bella and me the death stare. Charming, that barbie is.

Carlisle was next. Swinging his bat the slightest bit harder than Rosalie, he managed a home run thanks to the incompetence of the gorilla and the puppy. Only those two would be idiotic enough to jump at exactly the same time and collide in mid-air. Although it did allow me another smirk.

Jasper was third, and in my perhaps bias opinion the best. Warming up with some bat tosses, to which I scoffed loud enough from him to hear, he swung the bat at an angle, allowing the ball to fly slightly higher than the previous two. Unfortunately, Emmett was able to climb a tree and catch it in time, which allowed Rosalie to call him her 'monkey man'. The amount of affection between them is disgusting.

Finally, I was up. I was unfortunately not able to demonstrate my extreme strength, as it would break the bat. However, I would go to any speed necessary to make a home run.

As I hit the ball, I immediately sensed a presence. I could tell by the scent that there were three, and that they had just recently fed. Yet I also knew that they posed no danger to none of the creatures in my midst, so I did not fret. I could see Alice's vision: the dark man flanked by a hunter and his mate. So delicious they looked that it took quite a large amount of control on my part to not hunt.

So why did I not? I wanted to let nature take its course first, let them eat the pet so that it was no longer a burden.

I considered running. Yet I could not abandon Jasper, someone I knew would not leave when a fight could occur. Believe it or not, I could not see him hurt, could not justify it if I was not there to make sure he survived the ordeal.

Which was why, as the Cullens shoved Bella behind them to keep her out of sight, I stood next to her and resolved to say or do nothing. Edward was clearly not happy about our proximity, but decided that I could potentially be of more use to saving her. Clearly he does not yet understand the extent of my hatred towards the both of them. I would happily watch vampires sucking her dry.

They finally cleared the trees and were in full view of all of us. To other vampires they would appear ferocious and a formidable opponent, but I was less than impressed. Especially as their intent was to make new acquaintances with the Cullens rather than attack them. Boring…

While they were taking about nonsense, I spent the next few minutes studying the new arrivals instead. The formation made it obvious that they wished to portray the dark man as the leader of the convoy. However, he was weak compared to the tracker on his left, who had already scanned his surroundings and chosen his prey. This one was smart, vicious and lethal. He was not one to ever let his victims go, chasing them to the ends of the earth for the thrill of it. With respect, I focused my thoughts on the woman.

Out of all of the vampires surrounding me, she was the true threat. While the tracker would chase his prey for the thrill, she would track for far more personal reasons. Which made her incentive to catch and kill far stronger. I knew that if the Cullens touched her mate, the tracker, she would not stop until she killed those dearest to them. Which made me excited to see the future, excited enough to stick around for the events.

As Bella and Edward turned to go, the wind blew and the inevitable happened. Emotions switched from one of wary courtesy to hunger. The tracker had caught the scent and was planning how he would go about catching them.

Taking in a deep breath that was completely unnecessary, he states, "You brought a snack."

What followed was a ridiculous amount of snarling and the Cullens huddling before Bella. To avoid any unwanted attention towards myself I willed my appearance to become closer to that of a vampire, masking the fake scent I had previously been carrying, before huddling as well. If a fight was to go down I would most definitely be a part of it.

Annoyingly, the coward posing as the leader decreed that they would leave, and leave the three of them did. Edward wasted no time in driving Bella away from the place that I knew would haunt his memory for the rest of his life.

I knew that it was the perfect time to disappear for a while until things simmered down and Bella was killed. Jasper was no longer in danger, as the only prey on the tracker's mind was the poor human. However, before I could go anywhere, Carlisle had me by the arm and was dragging me into his car, fully intent in gaining my help in the matter.

I could very well have torn his arm off. However, I did not want to hurt someone close to Jasper. I was not ready to feel any hatred directed to me by him, regardless if he loves me or not. I also could not teleport while attached to a creature of non-demon decent, for the speed would tear them to shreds. So, I had no choice but to go with them.

As he drove away from the field, I could not help but be excited at the prospect of a chase. One of the only pleasures I have ever felt was adrenaline: to hunt one's prey in highly illogical but more entertaining ways for the fun of it. It did not matter that I was not the one chasing. It would still be interesting to watch the events unfold before my eyes, to see the worthless human killed would give me great pleasure.

For the first time since arriving in Forks, I was beginning to feel like myself again. Like the heartless demon I was created to be. And I loved it.