THE SIPPY CUP OF DOOM!
This is my first Fanfic I hope toi like it. Before I begin I would like to give the following disclaimer:
I own NOTHING of this story. The Characters setting plot and anything else I forget to mention I hereby give fully to Stephanie Meyer. I do this with the intent to not interfere with her ability to continue the stories I love. If I in any way come up with something she was going to use in any way then i differ to her as the original artist and creator. I am fully willing to put this in écriture apon request. I do take responsability for creating the story but she can have it, in part ou whole.
I once read a review that stated Major writers were having to rework their plot lines because fans were écriture stories that got to close to their intentions and unfortunatley since the fan(s) in question published first it was the original auteur who had to change.
All that being a dit Stephanie Meyers Owns everything. What she did before me what I do now and whatever she does after.
The only other thing I would like to mention is where I got the idea for the story from.
I read Midnight Sun and thought it would be interesting if it was used intermittantly throughout another story par Edward. He would be explaining how he got through the first an with her to make her feel better after an "accident" caused par Renesmee. I would explain further but that would give away the story.
I'll explain plus once the cat's out of the bag and there's nothing plus to hide (done as little side naratives par the author/me).
Now that thats out of the way lets get on with the story.
The SIPPY CUP OF DOOM
Part 1 Jasper:
It happened quickly one moment Bella was standing there her daughter smiling with her head tilted sideways snuggled into the side of bellas neck par her chin. Then it happened, I could feel it first, the sense of l’amour mixed with joy. She reached over with her hand touching her mothers chin. Bella got that distant look one gets when listening to something intently. She looked down at her daughter smiling. No amount of magic was needed to recognise the l’amour that was there. Bella mumbled something, soft and warm then closed her eyes and pursed her lips like she expected a kiss. The cuteness of the situation would have been over the haut, retour au début if I didn't l’amour them both.
My expectation was that Nessie wanted to give her a kiss. I asked the others later (Edward and Alice) if they didn't understand what was to come. Edward a dit she wasn't thinking specificly enough for him to figure it out. Alice with a look of absolute horror on her face a dit "I don't think she planned it, the idea must have come to her so quick....there was no time, no warning".
Sadly it was not a Kiss that went to her lips but the Sippy cup. Filled with a nice warm batch of type O Blood. For the first moment ou two I saw recognition in her eyes felt the sadness mixed with fear. Then felt it blown away par a joyous exhiliration. This was the real stuff. Warm Juicy fresh and tasty BLOOD, in all its salty yummieness. I too was losing it.
It gets worse from here, much worse. Sippy cups are meant to not spill but they also keep the amount that flows out to a trickle. toi sip from a sippy cup. vampires don't think logicly when hunting ou drinking. So one moment Bella was standing there La Reine des Neiges with the container upturned in front of her face, and the next...
and the suivant she let go of her daughter. She didn't exactly dump her of her side it was plus lik shaking your arm away from something that was impeding a plus important movement. In this case her desire to rip the lid off the sippy cup so she could gulp down the contents quicker. It should be obvious that in a house full of vampires there was no way the baby ever hit the floor.There ws nothing intelegent behind her eyes just raw animal hunger. There was no Bella, there was only the thirst. A feeling I knew well. One that had me now.
Even after decades of practice it is almost impossible for a vampire to simply not hunt humans. a newborn had no chance at all. Secretly I thought her ability to control her thirst was a byproduct of changing so soon after pregnancy. That somehow the need to connect with her young might have changed the way her brain assesed priorities. That couldn't possibly matter now. I couldn't believe she would just stop again. Not when she knew from experience what Human blood did compared to our usual Vegetarian diet. Bella was now....I didn't want to think through that yet. I loved my new sister part of me had to shut down, not see the hunter that sat there chugging the red warm Bloo......
We all regrouped hiding the child behind us while watching Bella slurp down what she had. She fell to her knees and then flat on her butt while making yummy noises. Soon, all to soon the cup was empty. She looked up and a dit "MORE". There was no recognition in her eyes only an increased intensity of red. When no one a dit anything she started looking around wildly while sniffing.
"MORE....NOW" Bella a dit in a stangely pleading yet manic sounding tone.
Suddenly I heard alice say "Jasper, no"
Without warning there was preasure all around me. My brothers and sisters all piled on haut, retour au début of me.
"please" alice a dit "not now we cant protect the baby if toi do..." I could feel the fear and sorrow echo in her voice and in my head. Later she would explain that there wasn't enough blood for both of us and that when it was gone we would both hunt. Not a vegetarian hunt but a real one. They had no chance of catching and stopping us both.
No part of me wanted the little one, I just wanted my share. I was struggling but with so many people on me there was no chance of escape.
"Kitchen....Refrigerator....bottom shelf"!!! I screamed "let me go I want my share"
Bella was gone. There was a loud crash and the sound of things being dumped around the kitchen. Then it got quiet, to quiet. All my attention was focused between getting free and trying to calculate how much could possibly be left of the sippy cups goodness.
Time passed, I continued to struggle. Eventually I could hear the sound of someone chant quietly while a baby cried. I wasn't coherent enough yet to understand. It was Rose trying to quiet down the baby while everyone else except for Bella continued to pin me to the floor.
Eventually Jacob showed up. I still have no idea how much time had passed. He looked around made a snide commentaire to rosalee, who then told him....everything.
His heartbreak was what finally snapped me out of it. Neither time, the futility of trying to escape ou the obvious lack of anything left to drink had been enough. It was Jakes absolute sorrow flowing like waves of cold heat over me that did it.
Finally both Alice and Edward gave the all clear. they started to get up but I wasn't so sure. As I got up I could feel them again (emotionally in my head). First Alice trying to race ahead as usual hoping to see a positive future. Desperate to hide in her gift from the sadness. As if keeping busy would somehow be enough to hide her from the dark reality and the emotions that would resonate because of it. Emmett frustration and self anger. I knew he cared about our new sister but still the intensity suprised me. All the joking and bets of how many she would kill her first year, suddenly a reality.
Not good,not good at all. From Edward, I got a mixture of solemn resolve mixed with love. I could see the emptyness on his face though and perhaps he too was hiding. Both Carlile and Esme were calm but sad. I got the feeling they knew we would deal with this badly.
Until alice asked where I was going I hadn't realised I was headed for the door. Where was I going? I knew from experience I couldn't run ou somehow hide from how they felt and understood myself well enough to know the difference between what came from them and what was me.
without intending to part of me had chosen to go find my own source of blood. I hadn't even gotten to the door and already I was hunting. Not with my eyes ou par running but my nose had....something.
Just then a hand, small warm with a pulse that seemed too fast touched my arm. Suddenly I could see the room the people in it concern in their eyes. Stay the vision seemed to say. where are toi going? I couldn't move, Where was I going was a good question. It occured to me that if I went I wasn't coming back. No plus peace, no Alice nothing but the hunt.
It was enough, knowing I had a family my l’amour and this small child who cared. Renesmee saved my life. Without her I wouldn't have known it needed saving until it was far to late. I wasn't going anywhere because they needed me as I needed them. I would be strong for them, for her and her mother. I would see this through because I must. it would be enough. It was enough. Suddenly I understood how Edward had gone so long without killing Bella.
I turned back towards the middle of the room and found Carlile looking at me. As I looked in his eyes I knew and could feel the pride he felt as he recognised the choice I made. I Jasper Hale vegetarian. And it would be enough. Others needed me plus than I needed IT.
"yay, oh yay jasper my love...its going to be ok" Alice a dit dancing around.
I couldn't celebrate, not yet. There was still Bella and the thirst that would dominate her first year. What were we supposed to do now. Charlie knew enough, what about the treaty what now do we do about the unreliable crafty thirstmonger that was our friend. This was jour one and already I felt lost. It's not that I hadn't dealt with newborn vampires before. This time was different. This time I cared about her. there were so many things I couldn't do to her that would have made this easy.
With others all toi have to do is set a firm example. step out of line and I rip your legs off. When you've calmed down I'll give them back. I could never do that to Bella. God please make it so I never have to. All I could feel was dispair but then Alice slid her arms around me and said
"your not listening, I a dit it would be all right. We just have to be dillegent and smarter than her for a while. In the end I'm mostly sure we can get through this without anyone dying."
I wanted to believe, truly I did. Then I felt another pair of arms wrapping around me. Esme this time, with words of congratulations. They were so sure of me and all I could think of was that I needed to stay focused. My family needed me. If I slipped now ou let my attention wander Bella might do something she could never forgive herself for.
This was jour one. For me the end of one life and for both Bella and me the beginning of another.
ok AUTHORS NOTE TIME:
THIS IS THE END OF PART ONE.
I got this idea when I first read Blog posts where people kept saying they hated the happily ever after ending of Breaking Dawn. Hopefully after lire this Stephanies original ending might be plus preferable.
As I a dit at the beginning SM can have this story (and yes I know thats not how it really works but I can try).
If your interested the suivant installment is about the Nomads organising together to form a coalition. Their intent is to stand together against the Volturi. They ask Carlile to lead them. The question is, can they hold things together while keeping Bella from drinking half the population of forks dry.
THE SIPPY CUP OF DOOM!
This is my first Fanfic I hope toi like it. Before I begin I would like to give the following disclaimer:
I own NOTHING of this story. The Characters setting plot and anything else I forget to mention I hereby give fully to Stephanie Meyer. I do this with the intent to not interfere with her ability to continue the stories I love. If I in any way come up with something she was going to use in any way then i differ to her as the original artist and creator. I am fully willing to put this in écriture apon request. I do take responsability for creating the story but she can have it, in part ou whole.
I once read a review that stated Major writers were having to rework their plot lines because fans were écriture stories that got to close to their intentions and unfortunatley since the fan(s) in question published first it was the original auteur who had to change.
All that being a dit Stephanie Meyers Owns everything. What she did before me what I do now and whatever she does after.
The only other thing I would like to mention is where I got the idea for the story from.
I read Midnight Sun and thought it would be interesting if it was used intermittantly throughout another story par Edward. He would be explaining how he got through the first an with her to make her feel better after an "accident" caused par Renesmee. I would explain further but that would give away the story.
I'll explain plus once the cat's out of the bag and there's nothing plus to hide (done as little side naratives par the author/me).
Now that thats out of the way lets get on with the story.
The SIPPY CUP OF DOOM
Part 1 Jasper:
It happened quickly one moment Bella was standing there her daughter smiling with her head tilted sideways snuggled into the side of bellas neck par her chin. Then it happened, I could feel it first, the sense of l’amour mixed with joy. She reached over with her hand touching her mothers chin. Bella got that distant look one gets when listening to something intently. She looked down at her daughter smiling. No amount of magic was needed to recognise the l’amour that was there. Bella mumbled something, soft and warm then closed her eyes and pursed her lips like she expected a kiss. The cuteness of the situation would have been over the haut, retour au début if I didn't l’amour them both.
My expectation was that Nessie wanted to give her a kiss. I asked the others later (Edward and Alice) if they didn't understand what was to come. Edward a dit she wasn't thinking specificly enough for him to figure it out. Alice with a look of absolute horror on her face a dit "I don't think she planned it, the idea must have come to her so quick....there was no time, no warning".
Sadly it was not a Kiss that went to her lips but the Sippy cup. Filled with a nice warm batch of type O Blood. For the first moment ou two I saw recognition in her eyes felt the sadness mixed with fear. Then felt it blown away par a joyous exhiliration. This was the real stuff. Warm Juicy fresh and tasty BLOOD, in all its salty yummieness. I too was losing it.
It gets worse from here, much worse. Sippy cups are meant to not spill but they also keep the amount that flows out to a trickle. toi sip from a sippy cup. vampires don't think logicly when hunting ou drinking. So one moment Bella was standing there La Reine des Neiges with the container upturned in front of her face, and the next...
and the suivant she let go of her daughter. She didn't exactly dump her of her side it was plus lik shaking your arm away from something that was impeding a plus important movement. In this case her desire to rip the lid off the sippy cup so she could gulp down the contents quicker. It should be obvious that in a house full of vampires there was no way the baby ever hit the floor.There ws nothing intelegent behind her eyes just raw animal hunger. There was no Bella, there was only the thirst. A feeling I knew well. One that had me now.
Even after decades of practice it is almost impossible for a vampire to simply not hunt humans. a newborn had no chance at all. Secretly I thought her ability to control her thirst was a byproduct of changing so soon after pregnancy. That somehow the need to connect with her young might have changed the way her brain assesed priorities. That couldn't possibly matter now. I couldn't believe she would just stop again. Not when she knew from experience what Human blood did compared to our usual Vegetarian diet. Bella was now....I didn't want to think through that yet. I loved my new sister part of me had to shut down, not see the hunter that sat there chugging the red warm Bloo......
We all regrouped hiding the child behind us while watching Bella slurp down what she had. She fell to her knees and then flat on her butt while making yummy noises. Soon, all to soon the cup was empty. She looked up and a dit "MORE". There was no recognition in her eyes only an increased intensity of red. When no one a dit anything she started looking around wildly while sniffing.
"MORE....NOW" Bella a dit in a stangely pleading yet manic sounding tone.
Suddenly I heard alice say "Jasper, no"
Without warning there was preasure all around me. My brothers and sisters all piled on haut, retour au début of me.
"please" alice a dit "not now we cant protect the baby if toi do..." I could feel the fear and sorrow echo in her voice and in my head. Later she would explain that there wasn't enough blood for both of us and that when it was gone we would both hunt. Not a vegetarian hunt but a real one. They had no chance of catching and stopping us both.
No part of me wanted the little one, I just wanted my share. I was struggling but with so many people on me there was no chance of escape.
"Kitchen....Refrigerator....bottom shelf"!!! I screamed "let me go I want my share"
Bella was gone. There was a loud crash and the sound of things being dumped around the kitchen. Then it got quiet, to quiet. All my attention was focused between getting free and trying to calculate how much could possibly be left of the sippy cups goodness.
Time passed, I continued to struggle. Eventually I could hear the sound of someone chant quietly while a baby cried. I wasn't coherent enough yet to understand. It was Rose trying to quiet down the baby while everyone else except for Bella continued to pin me to the floor.
Eventually Jacob showed up. I still have no idea how much time had passed. He looked around made a snide commentaire to rosalee, who then told him....everything.
His heartbreak was what finally snapped me out of it. Neither time, the futility of trying to escape ou the obvious lack of anything left to drink had been enough. It was Jakes absolute sorrow flowing like waves of cold heat over me that did it.
Finally both Alice and Edward gave the all clear. they started to get up but I wasn't so sure. As I got up I could feel them again (emotionally in my head). First Alice trying to race ahead as usual hoping to see a positive future. Desperate to hide in her gift from the sadness. As if keeping busy would somehow be enough to hide her from the dark reality and the emotions that would resonate because of it. Emmett frustration and self anger. I knew he cared about our new sister but still the intensity suprised me. All the joking and bets of how many she would kill her first year, suddenly a reality.
Not good,not good at all. From Edward, I got a mixture of solemn resolve mixed with love. I could see the emptyness on his face though and perhaps he too was hiding. Both Carlile and Esme were calm but sad. I got the feeling they knew we would deal with this badly.
Until alice asked where I was going I hadn't realised I was headed for the door. Where was I going? I knew from experience I couldn't run ou somehow hide from how they felt and understood myself well enough to know the difference between what came from them and what was me.
without intending to part of me had chosen to go find my own source of blood. I hadn't even gotten to the door and already I was hunting. Not with my eyes ou par running but my nose had....something.
Just then a hand, small warm with a pulse that seemed too fast touched my arm. Suddenly I could see the room the people in it concern in their eyes. Stay the vision seemed to say. where are toi going? I couldn't move, Where was I going was a good question. It occured to me that if I went I wasn't coming back. No plus peace, no Alice nothing but the hunt.
It was enough, knowing I had a family my l’amour and this small child who cared. Renesmee saved my life. Without her I wouldn't have known it needed saving until it was far to late. I wasn't going anywhere because they needed me as I needed them. I would be strong for them, for her and her mother. I would see this through because I must. it would be enough. It was enough. Suddenly I understood how Edward had gone so long without killing Bella.
I turned back towards the middle of the room and found Carlile looking at me. As I looked in his eyes I knew and could feel the pride he felt as he recognised the choice I made. I Jasper Hale vegetarian. And it would be enough. Others needed me plus than I needed IT.
"yay, oh yay jasper my love...its going to be ok" Alice a dit dancing around.
I couldn't celebrate, not yet. There was still Bella and the thirst that would dominate her first year. What were we supposed to do now. Charlie knew enough, what about the treaty what now do we do about the unreliable crafty thirstmonger that was our friend. This was jour one and already I felt lost. It's not that I hadn't dealt with newborn vampires before. This time was different. This time I cared about her. there were so many things I couldn't do to her that would have made this easy.
With others all toi have to do is set a firm example. step out of line and I rip your legs off. When you've calmed down I'll give them back. I could never do that to Bella. God please make it so I never have to. All I could feel was dispair but then Alice slid her arms around me and said
"your not listening, I a dit it would be all right. We just have to be dillegent and smarter than her for a while. In the end I'm mostly sure we can get through this without anyone dying."
I wanted to believe, truly I did. Then I felt another pair of arms wrapping around me. Esme this time, with words of congratulations. They were so sure of me and all I could think of was that I needed to stay focused. My family needed me. If I slipped now ou let my attention wander Bella might do something she could never forgive herself for.
This was jour one. For me the end of one life and for both Bella and me the beginning of another.
ok AUTHORS NOTE TIME:
THIS IS THE END OF PART ONE.
I got this idea when I first read Blog posts where people kept saying they hated the happily ever after ending of Breaking Dawn. Hopefully after lire this Stephanies original ending might be plus preferable.
As I a dit at the beginning SM can have this story (and yes I know thats not how it really works but I can try).
If your interested the suivant installment is about the Nomads organising together to form a coalition. Their intent is to stand together against the Volturi. They ask Carlile to lead them. The question is, can they hold things together while keeping Bella from drinking half the population of forks dry.
This is my first Fanfic I hope toi like it. Before I begin I would like to give the following disclaimer:
I own NOTHING of this story. The Characters setting plot and anything else I forget to mention I hereby give fully to Stephanie Meyer. I do this with the intent to not interfere with her ability to continue the stories I love. If I in any way come up with something she was going to use in any way then i differ to her as the original artist and creator. I am fully willing to put this in écriture apon request. I do take responsability for creating the story but she can have it, in part ou whole.
I once read a review that stated Major writers were having to rework their plot lines because fans were écriture stories that got to close to their intentions and unfortunatley since the fan(s) in question published first it was the original auteur who had to change.
All that being a dit Stephanie Meyers Owns everything. What she did before me what I do now and whatever she does after.
The only other thing I would like to mention is where I got the idea for the story from.
I read Midnight Sun and thought it would be interesting if it was used intermittantly throughout another story par Edward. He would be explaining how he got through the first an with her to make her feel better after an "accident" caused par Renesmee. I would explain further but that would give away the story.
I'll explain plus once the cat's out of the bag and there's nothing plus to hide (done as little side naratives par the author/me).
Now that thats out of the way lets get on with the story.
The SIPPY CUP OF DOOM
Part 1 Jasper:
It happened quickly one moment Bella was standing there her daughter smiling with her head tilted sideways snuggled into the side of bellas neck par her chin. Then it happened, I could feel it first, the sense of l’amour mixed with joy. She reached over with her hand touching her mothers chin. Bella got that distant look one gets when listening to something intently. She looked down at her daughter smiling. No amount of magic was needed to recognise the l’amour that was there. Bella mumbled something, soft and warm then closed her eyes and pursed her lips like she expected a kiss. The cuteness of the situation would have been over the haut, retour au début if I didn't l’amour them both.
My expectation was that Nessie wanted to give her a kiss. I asked the others later (Edward and Alice) if they didn't understand what was to come. Edward a dit she wasn't thinking specificly enough for him to figure it out. Alice with a look of absolute horror on her face a dit "I don't think she planned it, the idea must have come to her so quick....there was no time, no warning".
Sadly it was not a Kiss that went to her lips but the Sippy cup. Filled with a nice warm batch of type O Blood. For the first moment ou two I saw recognition in her eyes felt the sadness mixed with fear. Then felt it blown away par a joyous exhiliration. This was the real stuff. Warm Juicy fresh and tasty BLOOD, in all its salty yummieness. I too was losing it.
It gets worse from here, much worse. Sippy cups are meant to not spill but they also keep the amount that flows out to a trickle. toi sip from a sippy cup. vampires don't think logicly when hunting ou drinking. So one moment Bella was standing there La Reine des Neiges with the container upturned in front of her face, and the next...
and the suivant she let go of her daughter. She didn't exactly dump her of her side it was plus lik shaking your arm away from something that was impeding a plus important movement. In this case her desire to rip the lid off the sippy cup so she could gulp down the contents quicker. It should be obvious that in a house full of vampires there was no way the baby ever hit the floor.There ws nothing intelegent behind her eyes just raw animal hunger. There was no Bella, there was only the thirst. A feeling I knew well. One that had me now.
Even after decades of practice it is almost impossible for a vampire to simply not hunt humans. a newborn had no chance at all. Secretly I thought her ability to control her thirst was a byproduct of changing so soon after pregnancy. That somehow the need to connect with her young might have changed the way her brain assesed priorities. That couldn't possibly matter now. I couldn't believe she would just stop again. Not when she knew from experience what Human blood did compared to our usual Vegetarian diet. Bella was now....I didn't want to think through that yet. I loved my new sister part of me had to shut down, not see the hunter that sat there chugging the red warm Bloo......
We all regrouped hiding the child behind us while watching Bella slurp down what she had. She fell to her knees and then flat on her butt while making yummy noises. Soon, all to soon the cup was empty. She looked up and a dit "MORE". There was no recognition in her eyes only an increased intensity of red. When no one a dit anything she started looking around wildly while sniffing.
"MORE....NOW" Bella a dit in a stangely pleading yet manic sounding tone.
Suddenly I heard alice say "Jasper, no"
Without warning there was preasure all around me. My brothers and sisters all piled on haut, retour au début of me.
"please" alice a dit "not now we cant protect the baby if toi do..." I could feel the fear and sorrow echo in her voice and in my head. Later she would explain that there wasn't enough blood for both of us and that when it was gone we would both hunt. Not a vegetarian hunt but a real one. They had no chance of catching and stopping us both.
No part of me wanted the little one, I just wanted my share. I was struggling but with so many people on me there was no chance of escape.
"Kitchen....Refrigerator....bottom shelf"!!! I screamed "let me go I want my share"
Bella was gone. There was a loud crash and the sound of things being dumped around the kitchen. Then it got quiet, to quiet. All my attention was focused between getting free and trying to calculate how much could possibly be left of the sippy cups goodness.
Time passed, I continued to struggle. Eventually I could hear the sound of someone chant quietly while a baby cried. I wasn't coherent enough yet to understand. It was Rose trying to quiet down the baby while everyone else except for Bella continued to pin me to the floor.
Eventually Jacob showed up. I still have no idea how much time had passed. He looked around made a snide commentaire to rosalee, who then told him....everything.
His heartbreak was what finally snapped me out of it. Neither time, the futility of trying to escape ou the obvious lack of anything left to drink had been enough. It was Jakes absolute sorrow flowing like waves of cold heat over me that did it.
Finally both Alice and Edward gave the all clear. they started to get up but I wasn't so sure. As I got up I could feel them again (emotionally in my head). First Alice trying to race ahead as usual hoping to see a positive future. Desperate to hide in her gift from the sadness. As if keeping busy would somehow be enough to hide her from the dark reality and the emotions that would resonate because of it. Emmett frustration and self anger. I knew he cared about our new sister but still the intensity suprised me. All the joking and bets of how many she would kill her first year, suddenly a reality.
Not good,not good at all. From Edward, I got a mixture of solemn resolve mixed with love. I could see the emptyness on his face though and perhaps he too was hiding. Both Carlile and Esme were calm but sad. I got the feeling they knew we would deal with this badly.
Until alice asked where I was going I hadn't realised I was headed for the door. Where was I going? I knew from experience I couldn't run ou somehow hide from how they felt and understood myself well enough to know the difference between what came from them and what was me.
without intending to part of me had chosen to go find my own source of blood. I hadn't even gotten to the door and already I was hunting. Not with my eyes ou par running but my nose had....something.
Just then a hand, small warm with a pulse that seemed too fast touched my arm. Suddenly I could see the room the people in it concern in their eyes. Stay the vision seemed to say. where are toi going? I couldn't move, Where was I going was a good question. It occured to me that if I went I wasn't coming back. No plus peace, no Alice nothing but the hunt.
It was enough, knowing I had a family my l’amour and this small child who cared. Renesmee saved my life. Without her I wouldn't have known it needed saving until it was far to late. I wasn't going anywhere because they needed me as I needed them. I would be strong for them, for her and her mother. I would see this through because I must. it would be enough. It was enough. Suddenly I understood how Edward had gone so long without killing Bella.
I turned back towards the middle of the room and found Carlile looking at me. As I looked in his eyes I knew and could feel the pride he felt as he recognised the choice I made. I Jasper Hale vegetarian. And it would be enough. Others needed me plus than I needed IT.
"yay, oh yay jasper my love...its going to be ok" Alice a dit dancing around.
I couldn't celebrate, not yet. There was still Bella and the thirst that would dominate her first year. What were we supposed to do now. Charlie knew enough, what about the treaty what now do we do about the unreliable crafty thirstmonger that was our friend. This was jour one and already I felt lost. It's not that I hadn't dealt with newborn vampires before. This time was different. This time I cared about her. there were so many things I couldn't do to her that would have made this easy.
With others all toi have to do is set a firm example. step out of line and I rip your legs off. When you've calmed down I'll give them back. I could never do that to Bella. God please make it so I never have to. All I could feel was dispair but then Alice slid her arms around me and said
"your not listening, I a dit it would be all right. We just have to be dillegent and smarter than her for a while. In the end I'm mostly sure we can get through this without anyone dying."
I wanted to believe, truly I did. Then I felt another pair of arms wrapping around me. Esme this time, with words of congratulations. They were so sure of me and all I could think of was that I needed to stay focused. My family needed me. If I slipped now ou let my attention wander Bella might do something she could never forgive herself for.
This was jour one. For me the end of one life and for both Bella and me the beginning of another.
ok AUTHORS NOTE TIME:
THIS IS THE END OF PART ONE.
I got this idea when I first read Blog posts where people kept saying they hated the happily ever after ending of Breaking Dawn. Hopefully after lire this Stephanies original ending might be plus preferable.
As I a dit at the beginning SM can have this story (and yes I know thats not how it really works but I can try).
If your interested the suivant installment is about the Nomads organising together to form a coalition. Their intent is to stand together against the Volturi. They ask Carlile to lead them. The question is, can they hold things together while keeping Bella from drinking half the population of forks dry.
THE SIPPY CUP OF DOOM!
This is my first Fanfic I hope toi like it. Before I begin I would like to give the following disclaimer:
I own NOTHING of this story. The Characters setting plot and anything else I forget to mention I hereby give fully to Stephanie Meyer. I do this with the intent to not interfere with her ability to continue the stories I love. If I in any way come up with something she was going to use in any way then i differ to her as the original artist and creator. I am fully willing to put this in écriture apon request. I do take responsability for creating the story but she can have it, in part ou whole.
I once read a review that stated Major writers were having to rework their plot lines because fans were écriture stories that got to close to their intentions and unfortunatley since the fan(s) in question published first it was the original auteur who had to change.
All that being a dit Stephanie Meyers Owns everything. What she did before me what I do now and whatever she does after.
The only other thing I would like to mention is where I got the idea for the story from.
I read Midnight Sun and thought it would be interesting if it was used intermittantly throughout another story par Edward. He would be explaining how he got through the first an with her to make her feel better after an "accident" caused par Renesmee. I would explain further but that would give away the story.
I'll explain plus once the cat's out of the bag and there's nothing plus to hide (done as little side naratives par the author/me).
Now that thats out of the way lets get on with the story.
The SIPPY CUP OF DOOM
Part 1 Jasper:
It happened quickly one moment Bella was standing there her daughter smiling with her head tilted sideways snuggled into the side of bellas neck par her chin. Then it happened, I could feel it first, the sense of l’amour mixed with joy. She reached over with her hand touching her mothers chin. Bella got that distant look one gets when listening to something intently. She looked down at her daughter smiling. No amount of magic was needed to recognise the l’amour that was there. Bella mumbled something, soft and warm then closed her eyes and pursed her lips like she expected a kiss. The cuteness of the situation would have been over the haut, retour au début if I didn't l’amour them both.
My expectation was that Nessie wanted to give her a kiss. I asked the others later (Edward and Alice) if they didn't understand what was to come. Edward a dit she wasn't thinking specificly enough for him to figure it out. Alice with a look of absolute horror on her face a dit "I don't think she planned it, the idea must have come to her so quick....there was no time, no warning".
Sadly it was not a Kiss that went to her lips but the Sippy cup. Filled with a nice warm batch of type O Blood. For the first moment ou two I saw recognition in her eyes felt the sadness mixed with fear. Then felt it blown away par a joyous exhiliration. This was the real stuff. Warm Juicy fresh and tasty BLOOD, in all its salty yummieness. I too was losing it.
It gets worse from here, much worse. Sippy cups are meant to not spill but they also keep the amount that flows out to a trickle. toi sip from a sippy cup. vampires don't think logicly when hunting ou drinking. So one moment Bella was standing there La Reine des Neiges with the container upturned in front of her face, and the next...
and the suivant she let go of her daughter. She didn't exactly dump her of her side it was plus lik shaking your arm away from something that was impeding a plus important movement. In this case her desire to rip the lid off the sippy cup so she could gulp down the contents quicker. It should be obvious that in a house full of vampires there was no way the baby ever hit the floor.There ws nothing intelegent behind her eyes just raw animal hunger. There was no Bella, there was only the thirst. A feeling I knew well. One that had me now.
Even after decades of practice it is almost impossible for a vampire to simply not hunt humans. a newborn had no chance at all. Secretly I thought her ability to control her thirst was a byproduct of changing so soon after pregnancy. That somehow the need to connect with her young might have changed the way her brain assesed priorities. That couldn't possibly matter now. I couldn't believe she would just stop again. Not when she knew from experience what Human blood did compared to our usual Vegetarian diet. Bella was now....I didn't want to think through that yet. I loved my new sister part of me had to shut down, not see the hunter that sat there chugging the red warm Bloo......
We all regrouped hiding the child behind us while watching Bella slurp down what she had. She fell to her knees and then flat on her butt while making yummy noises. Soon, all to soon the cup was empty. She looked up and a dit "MORE". There was no recognition in her eyes only an increased intensity of red. When no one a dit anything she started looking around wildly while sniffing.
"MORE....NOW" Bella a dit in a stangely pleading yet manic sounding tone.
Suddenly I heard alice say "Jasper, no"
Without warning there was preasure all around me. My brothers and sisters all piled on haut, retour au début of me.
"please" alice a dit "not now we cant protect the baby if toi do..." I could feel the fear and sorrow echo in her voice and in my head. Later she would explain that there wasn't enough blood for both of us and that when it was gone we would both hunt. Not a vegetarian hunt but a real one. They had no chance of catching and stopping us both.
No part of me wanted the little one, I just wanted my share. I was struggling but with so many people on me there was no chance of escape.
"Kitchen....Refrigerator....bottom shelf"!!! I screamed "let me go I want my share"
Bella was gone. There was a loud crash and the sound of things being dumped around the kitchen. Then it got quiet, to quiet. All my attention was focused between getting free and trying to calculate how much could possibly be left of the sippy cups goodness.
Time passed, I continued to struggle. Eventually I could hear the sound of someone chant quietly while a baby cried. I wasn't coherent enough yet to understand. It was Rose trying to quiet down the baby while everyone else except for Bella continued to pin me to the floor.
Eventually Jacob showed up. I still have no idea how much time had passed. He looked around made a snide commentaire to rosalee, who then told him....everything.
His heartbreak was what finally snapped me out of it. Neither time, the futility of trying to escape ou the obvious lack of anything left to drink had been enough. It was Jakes absolute sorrow flowing like waves of cold heat over me that did it.
Finally both Alice and Edward gave the all clear. they started to get up but I wasn't so sure. As I got up I could feel them again (emotionally in my head). First Alice trying to race ahead as usual hoping to see a positive future. Desperate to hide in her gift from the sadness. As if keeping busy would somehow be enough to hide her from the dark reality and the emotions that would resonate because of it. Emmett frustration and self anger. I knew he cared about our new sister but still the intensity suprised me. All the joking and bets of how many she would kill her first year, suddenly a reality.
Not good,not good at all. From Edward, I got a mixture of solemn resolve mixed with love. I could see the emptyness on his face though and perhaps he too was hiding. Both Carlile and Esme were calm but sad. I got the feeling they knew we would deal with this badly.
Until alice asked where I was going I hadn't realised I was headed for the door. Where was I going? I knew from experience I couldn't run ou somehow hide from how they felt and understood myself well enough to know the difference between what came from them and what was me.
without intending to part of me had chosen to go find my own source of blood. I hadn't even gotten to the door and already I was hunting. Not with my eyes ou par running but my nose had....something.
Just then a hand, small warm with a pulse that seemed too fast touched my arm. Suddenly I could see the room the people in it concern in their eyes. Stay the vision seemed to say. where are toi going? I couldn't move, Where was I going was a good question. It occured to me that if I went I wasn't coming back. No plus peace, no Alice nothing but the hunt.
It was enough, knowing I had a family my l’amour and this small child who cared. Renesmee saved my life. Without her I wouldn't have known it needed saving until it was far to late. I wasn't going anywhere because they needed me as I needed them. I would be strong for them, for her and her mother. I would see this through because I must. it would be enough. It was enough. Suddenly I understood how Edward had gone so long without killing Bella.
I turned back towards the middle of the room and found Carlile looking at me. As I looked in his eyes I knew and could feel the pride he felt as he recognised the choice I made. I Jasper Hale vegetarian. And it would be enough. Others needed me plus than I needed IT.
"yay, oh yay jasper my love...its going to be ok" Alice a dit dancing around.
I couldn't celebrate, not yet. There was still Bella and the thirst that would dominate her first year. What were we supposed to do now. Charlie knew enough, what about the treaty what now do we do about the unreliable crafty thirstmonger that was our friend. This was jour one and already I felt lost. It's not that I hadn't dealt with newborn vampires before. This time was different. This time I cared about her. there were so many things I couldn't do to her that would have made this easy.
With others all toi have to do is set a firm example. step out of line and I rip your legs off. When you've calmed down I'll give them back. I could never do that to Bella. God please make it so I never have to. All I could feel was dispair but then Alice slid her arms around me and said
"your not listening, I a dit it would be all right. We just have to be dillegent and smarter than her for a while. In the end I'm mostly sure we can get through this without anyone dying."
I wanted to believe, truly I did. Then I felt another pair of arms wrapping around me. Esme this time, with words of congratulations. They were so sure of me and all I could think of was that I needed to stay focused. My family needed me. If I slipped now ou let my attention wander Bella might do something she could never forgive herself for.
This was jour one. For me the end of one life and for both Bella and me the beginning of another.
ok AUTHORS NOTE TIME:
THIS IS THE END OF PART ONE.
I got this idea when I first read Blog posts where people kept saying they hated the happily ever after ending of Breaking Dawn. Hopefully after lire this Stephanies original ending might be plus preferable.
As I a dit at the beginning SM can have this story (and yes I know thats not how it really works but I can try).
If your interested the suivant installment is about the Nomads organising together to form a coalition. Their intent is to stand together against the Volturi. They ask Carlile to lead them. The question is, can they hold things together while keeping Bella from drinking half the population of forks dry.
He stated, “Has it really been five months and a jour since my last dispatch? In my defense, they’ve been five months spent immersed in the world of TWILIGHT,something I’m sure toi can all appreciate. We’re in the thick of pre-production now, juggling everything from casting to storyboarding to location scouting, getting it all ready to go, but I do want to take a moment to announce to toi exclusively a few of the amazing production team members who are hard at work alongside me, bringing these films to life. I hope you’ll be as excited about them as I am:
Nessie.
"This was never going to end was it?"-This story takes during Eclipse
