Author's Note: *EDIT: Welcome to the first ever (good) Jasper/Jane crack pairing fanfic. This story was started when I wanted to experiment with some things dealing with why people read different stories, I think. It's been a while since I started writing this. There is a lime and a lemon in this story, but they will not come until later chapters. Prepare to actually luv Jane and feel all her emotions!*

Welcome to the first Jasper/Jane crack pairing fanfic ever!! okay, just researched, and it looks like the third or fourth...well, this one is probably the least plotty and the most lemony! teehee. i hope you like this story. lemons to come in later chapters. i'll warn you when they do come, cause it won't be for a while. this is more of an intro chapter, not a longy, sorry. please REVIEW!! oh, and i do not own Twilight...if i did, there would be some major changes in the plot....

Chapter 1 - Guest

"What's wrong, master?" I inquired, looking into the clouded eyes I had grown so fond of. My master just stared back at me in silence, a rarity for this life-loving man.

Finally, his paper-like skin on his face crinkled as he smiled. "Nothing, my child…I was just remembering…." He would say no more, and I took that as my cue to leave. But just then, I heard quick footsteps from down the hall and the doors of my master's study banged open.

In rushed someone who I thought I would never have to see again—at least not with golden eyes. His blond, wind-swept hair framed that hypnotizing face. His clothes were singed from fire, but soaking wet, as if he had swam here all the way from Washington. And all over his pale skin were crescent shaped bite marks from years into his past.

With a pained expression, like he was burning like his clothes had, he whispered, "They're gone. All of them." Then rage overtook him, "Why did you destroy my family?!"

My master looked the tortured man over. At last, he answered, "I did no such thing, young Jasper."

"But, Aro—"I let out. Shit.

Aro gave me a quick glance, just so I would know I'd be punished soon enough. Fear washed over me, and glared back at the source: Jasper, he was not one to fear. And I knew that my fear was not my own.

As if understanding my now angered expression, the only emotion I felt was rage.

Before I could be calmed down, the stupid vampire was kneeling on the ground before me.

"Don't you wish you could've died with them?! Don't you want to be truly burning now?!" I yelled at him. If there was one thing I hated more that being treated like the child I looked like, it was being controlled.

"JANE! STOP THAT!"

I followed the command reluctantly. Jasper's body un-tensed but he remained on his knees, thinking. If he was like his "brother" Edward, he would be begging to be killed right now. If he was like his other "brother" Emmett, he would jump straight at us, ultimately getting killed.

Of course, the last remaining Cullen was the one bent on the most revenge, the one who was also part of several wars and knew his strategies. He understood the mind the most.

Aro, though, was older, wiser, always one step ahead. "Now, now, my boy. Why don't we calm down? We may talk about this later. But as of right now, you are out guest and will be treated as such. Stay here as long as you like."

And with that, my master snapped his long fingers and some random vampire servant came in to escort Jasper to his new quarters. He didn't argue, but I could tell he felt defeated.

And he was.