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Kin and Kindred

Chapter 9

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to animegirlkiki for betaing, thanks to all you awesome readers and reviwers.
Last chap was nice and funny. This chapter will be the same, a little, then its back to angst land for Jack.

Jack P.O.V

After we picked up the house a little bit we decided to continue to experiment with my power. Eleazar wanted to see me use my power to kill instead of heal. Jasper suggested we go hunting first. He that we use that part of my power on an animal.

When it was decided I was going to use my power again a part of me grew excited. More excited then the part of me that wanted blood. I remembered what it was like to feel my mother’s life flow into me and I shivered in anticipation.

I saw Edward shoot me a weird look and I tried to think about something other then how good it was going to be to suck on that sweet energy. I impatiently waited for them to lock up the house and we took off to hunt.

Nessie wasn’t with us. She was over in La Push with Jake and the wolves. I was glad. I didn’t want her to see me fight Emmett like that. Me and my temper. I am a smart ass, I am vindictive, I am petty, I can be very harsh and judgmental and I know for a fact I have a sadistic streak in me.

Some days it bothers me, other days I don’t even care. It has gotten worse since my transformation. And after I killed my mom it seemed to reach its peak. I mean shouldn’t I still be grieving? Shouldn’t I be angry at myself or so full of guilt I can’t even talk?
Maybe it’s a vampire thing? Maybe grief and sorrow roll off us like water droplets. Or maybe I’m just deluding myself into thinking I wasn’t just some fucked up kid.

I enjoyed running. I may be the strongest for only a year but I will always be the fastest, and Edward can eat my dirt for the rest of eternity!

“Is that a challenge?” he asked.

He was running next to me. “Damn right it is! First one to kill something wins!”

He smiled and ran off. I smiled and picked up speed and passed him. I flipped him the bird as I passed and I heard him growl in irritation. One thing I love more then running, pushing people’s buttons.

Edward tried to catch up to me but I was to fast for him. Yeah that’s right feel the shame Edward! How does it feel to be bested by a twelve year old!

I ran as fast as I could. Trying to find something to eat before Edward. Soon I caught the scent of something warm, something alive. I followed my nose and it led me to a bear of all things.

“I call dibs!” I heard Emmett call in the distance.

Sorry, finder’s keepers. The bear looked surprised when I suddenly appeared in front of it. “Hi.” before it could swipe at me I hit it on the face. There was a loud crack and I knew I had broken its neck.

It lay on the ground and it whined in pain and fear, unable to move. I listened to it cries and felt nothing. Where was my remorse? Where was my compassion? I did not feel anything.

No guilt, nothing that would make me feel bad. But I didn’t feel anything like joy or some fucked up sense of pleasure over its pain. It was like I was filled with static. I think some emotion was trying to get in but I wasn’t receiving it.

Jasper and the others broke through the trees all smiles and laughs. Until they saw me over the bear. I don’t know what they saw when they looked at me. What ever it was they didn’t like.

The smiles and cheerful looks vanished. “What?” I asked.
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Jasper P.O.V

I felt it long before we arrived. Jack was a good distance away but I could faintly feel his emotions, the closer I ran to him the easier I felt him.

First I felt excitement and joy. He was having fun messing with Edward. Edward had been having fun, enjoying the competition with Jack, until he flipped him the bird, then Edward became annoyed and agitated.

That’s Jack, he can make you laugh and chuckle one minute, the next he makes you want take him to an isolated area, hit him on the head with a blunt object, bury the body and return home and have no one the wiser.. Believe me I have considered it…only problem is vampires laugh at blunt force trauma.

I watched as he ran off sensing his delight. I was thrilled he was able to let go of all that anger and hate and let his inner child loose. Lord knows he’ll have the rest of eternity to be a kid bit after everything he has been through it pleased me.

Then I sensed him go blank. He was still there, but he was suddenly numb again, I wondered what he was thinking? I had noticed this. Sometimes he would be perfectly normal then suddenly all his feelings and emotions would go blip and disappear.

Was he having a moment? Was he remembering his mother or something about his past? I faintly felt something in fear and pain and realized he had found his prey. But why was he feeling this? He should be feeling at least triumph or some savage victory. All of us felt something like that after a successful hunt. I should be feeling his thirst, but I couldn’t even feel that.

I was really worried about him, even for vampires feeling nothing was a bad thing. I was worried he was beginning to show symptoms of sociopathic. My suspicions were confirmed when we came into view of him. He was standing over a bear. He was looking at it with a robot face. No emotion, no nothing. He was looking at it like it was less then nothing.

I felt the others notice it to. Worry and caution soon mixed in their emotions. “What?” he asked us all.

“Are you okay?” Esme asked.

“Fine. Just wining the race with Edward.” He grinned at Edward but there was nothing fun or teasing about it. It was as empty as his eyes.

“Why didn’t you kill the bear?” I asked.

He shrugged his shoulders. “Eleazar wanted me to try my power, you suggested we try on an animal, and well here is test subject number one.”

“You broke its neck,” I said.

“Yep, couldn’t let it move around.”

I could feel the bears fear stronger now. Humans and vampires I could sense from farther and better. Animals are a little bit trickier but if I am close enough I can sense them. The bear was in pain, and afraid.

“Shouldn’t you eat first?” Eleazar asked.

“What do you think I am doing?” he asked.

He kneeled down next to the bear and it tried to move away. He smiled a cruel smile. His eyes bled black. He laid his hands on the bear; eagerness and hunger were breaking through.

Eleazar stepped closed to observe Jack. We all did. We were all curious. We all knew what was about to happen, but we wanted to watch it. Why? Why do people like to watch horror movies? Why do people flock to a crime scene? Why do they watch a person be carried away in a body bag? Sheer morbid curiosity.

You know it will be horrible, you know it will give you nightmares, but some twisted part of you wants to see all the gory details.

Jack’s eyes were black. Black as the night time sky. There was no iris, no pupil, it was like someone plucked out his eyes and filled them with darkness. I felt a shiver of fear. Not my own though I was feeling unnerved.

I couldn’t blame the ones who were feeling fearful. The look in his eyes. You could see no emotion in them, but there was something behind all that darkness. Something deadly and dangerous, something that would hunt you down and devour you.

His facial expression helped show the emotions he was feeling. His lips were pulled back into a cruel smile, his teeth bared. Anticipation and hunger were in him now.

The bear moaned and I felt its pain. It almost made me fall to my knees. I watched as the fur began to dry and become brittle, I saw the muscle become stretched over the skin. Then the muscle began to shrink and the skin darkened. Soon the bear looked like it had been severely malnourished.

I glanced at Edward and saw he had his eyes closed; a deep frown was set on his face, like he was hearing something he did not, could not, and would not hear. Horror and disgust rolled off him. A part of me wondered what he was hearing. Another part did not want to know. The look I saw on Jack’s face let me know he was thinking some dark thoughts.
He threw his head back and moaned in satisfaction. The bear cried in pain. It was severely anorexic now. Its skin was stretched so thinly against its body its eyes had begun to whiten losing all color. Its neck was oddly bent from being broken and the screams it was emitting were harsh and bone chilling.

Soon the screams stopped and all that was left was a pile of dust. Jack stood up and closed his eyes. He let out a sigh, like the kind you make when you have a good meal. He ran his hands through his hair and when he opened his eyes again they were golden and glowing.

“What?” he asked.

“Jack, your eyes are glowing.” I said.

They weren’t glowing, but they were luminous, in the dark they seemed to glow. I do not recall them ever doing this before.

“Amazing, simply amazing!” Eleazar said.

“Simply creepy you mean,” Kate said looking at the dust pile with disgust.

Jack was full of spirit right now. Cheer and delight rolled off him. A huge silly grin was plastered on his face, he was simply radiating pleasure. “You know what? You guys are all awesome!” he ran to me and gave me a big hug.

“Uh…are you feeling okay Jack?” I asked.

“Are you kidding? I feel fucking amazing!” he went to Alice and gave her a hug too. She smiled and hugged him back. “You know what? Hugs for every one!”

He began to hug everyone one by one. “What is wrong with him?” Rose asked. “He’s worse then Seth.”

“He’s high.” I said.

“Vampires don’t get high.”

“Well he is.” I said.

“Jasper is right. He can store an infinite amount of power in his body because he is a vampire, but it has the side affect of affecting his mental state. In affect, it makes him like this.”

Jack was hugging Kate now. He was hugging her the longest refusing to let her go. “You can let go now,” she said.

“That’s okay, I’m fine.”

He was leaning his head dangerously close to her breasts. I was sensing anger and possessiveness coming from Garrett.

“You know he is only hugging you so he can catch a feel right?” Edward said.
The polite smile she had vanished replaced by a frown. Jack looked at her and there was a goofy smile on his face. “What? I’m stuck as a twelve year old for all eternity; I can’t refuse a bountiful rack when it is offered so easily.”

Garrett growled and stepped forward. Emmett laughed, Edward sighed, and Alice put her hand to her cheek and sighed. Kate just grinned and I know what was about to happen. She smiled and hugged him closely. “They didn’t tell you my talent did they?”

“What?” He began to spasm in her arms and twitch. “Fuck!”

“Hurts doesn’t it?” she asked.

She shocked him again and he screamed in pain. “Ow! What the fuck!”

“This is my power, I’m a living teaser and you decided to feel me up!”

“Oh shit!”

“Oh yeah you little pervert!” she grinned savagely.

For the next two minutes Kate took her time shocking Jack. As much as I wanted to help him he did bring this on himself. Plus hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Kate finally let him go and he fell to the ground. He was twitching in pain and was groaning. “Anything you’d like to say?” she asked.

He raised his head and looked at her. His face split into a pained grin. “It was worth the pain.”
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Jack P.O.V

I dusted my hands off as I finished off the moose. I felt fantastic. I had drained a bear, three deer and now a moose. I could feel their power coursing through my body. I felt warm. So warm, a good warm, a warm that I had not felt since I was human.

The others had gone off to hunt. It was me, Jasper, Alice, Eleazar, Bella and Edward. Eleazar wanted to test Bella’s power against mine. She placed her mental shield on the deer I just finished but it proved useless. This seemed to excite Eleazar.

“Of course it doesn’t affect the mind! It takes the life force, but it is still amazing!”

“It was horrible,” Bella said. Edward had his arms around her, comforting her. “I felt its glow fade, felt it die.”

“Me too! It was amazing!”

“His eyes are glowing again,” Jasper said. “Their more bright then before.”

“Its because he is storing the life force he absorbed. It takes time for it to fully settle in his body, right after he feeds the life force leaks from him which is why his eyes glow. It also explains his moods. Its like drinking alcohol, a little gives him a buzz, but to much and it makes him drunk with power.”

I noticed Eleazar had a slight accent. I think it was Spanish, I wasn’t sure. It was like he had melded a perfect English and Spanish accent to get a whole different kind of accent. I let them talk. I was bored. I jumped up a tree. I didn’t climb I jumped, just a single jump.
I began to balance on the limbs, holding my hands out and carefully prowling the limbs. “What are you doing?” Jasper asked.

“I’m bored, you all talk too much.” I laid down on the branch and closed my eyes. “Wake me up when your done.”

“You can’t sleep remember?”

I growled and got up. “Well lets do something already! I’m tired of doing nothing, lets go kill some more animals!”

I loved draining them. It was so good. The feeling of power leaving them and entering me, all that power! Want to know how good it is? Mix sex, money, beer, power, desire, need, food, and love all rolled into one cocktail mixture. Most of those things I have never had before and I knew this was better then all that.

I had to have more, I needed more!

“We should stop,” Edward said. “This is worse then we feared; it is addicting to him.”
“How long will he be like this?” Jasper asked.

“From what I can tell the more life force he absorbs the longer it takes for it to be absorbed. Maybe if he gave up some of the power he would be better.”

“No!” I hissed. “This is mine! My power! You can’t take it from me!” I felt my anger begin to rise. Then a wave of calm began to him me.

“Jack we just need you to give up a little bit of power,” Jasper said gently.

“Its okay Jack,” Alice said. “Just a little bit is all; the power is making you drunk.”

A part of me believed them. A part of me knew it was true. A part of me agreed. But a much larger part didn’t give a fuck. It wanted this power and it was not going to let it go.
“Jack, come down its okay,” Jasper said. His words were so soothing. I could trust him. He was my protector, my provider. “Just come down and we’ll find away to help you clear your mind.”

“Will it go away? This bliss?” I asked.

He smiled. “Yes.”

“Well…I don’t want it to go away!” I screamed.

Jasper sighed and looked at Edward nodded and they both moved toward the tree. I hissed at them. I didn’t want to fight them, but I couldn’t give it up, this rush, this power! It was mine; they couldn’t take it from me. I was happy, why couldn’t they leave me alone?
Jasper jumped up and Edward began to climb the tree. I grabbed the bark and began to climb the tree heading for the top. “Jack come back here.” Jasper called.

I ignored them and ran for the top. I was being childish but I didn’t care. The longer I stayed away from them the longer I could keep this feeling. I reached the top and saw Jasper and Edward were climbing up to get me.

“Please go away; I don’t want it to go away. Just get the fuck away from me!”

“Shh, its okay were just going to help you feel better,” Jasper said.

“He’s addicted. We should have seen this coming,” Edward said.

“Be careful don’t let him touch you.”

“We don’t have life force.”

“You sure of that?” Jasper said darkly.

“Good point,” Edward mumbled.

I had to do something to stop them. Then I got an idea, I needed a fix and I need to bye some time. I touched the tree and I felt its life force. It was an old tree, over a hundred years old. Normally trees can live centuries. But today this one was about to bite the dust…literally.

“Stop him!” Edward screamed.

They began to fly up the tree. I focused and began to suck the life from the tree. Trees had a lot more life then humans. They live for so long, humans are like fly’s compared to them. I began to draw the life from it. I saw the bark slowly turn grey, saw the leaves crinkle and brown. Then the worst thing in the world happened.

I had drained enough where the tree could no longer support its own weight. I had meant for it to scare them off. But right when the tree began to shake Jasper grabbed me. He meant to grab my foot, but I wasn’t wearing socks. When the tree lurched his hand went to far forward and he grabbed my ankle…my bare fleshy ankle.

The second he did my power latched onto him. The second he touched me his life was mine, the second our skin met my power latched onto him and began to drain him to.
“NO!” Edward shouted.

“Oh god Jasper!” I heard Alice scream.

I saw Edward grab Jasper and try to yank him off. But Jasper wouldn’t let me go. I wanted to scream, I wanted to shout with joy. I had thought human life force was amazing. Animals, trees, nothing was like the force of a humans. Animals had a more wild spicy flavor. Trees and plants had a more dark chew flavor. Humans were like a fine wine, something you savored and swirled in your mouth. But a vampire’s life force….it was amazing. Like a humans only more intense, more intoxicating.

If I had to rate life forces it would be trees and plants last, animals fourth, humans third, shifters second and vampires number one. As I drained the tree I also drained Jasper. If human life force was wine then vampires are wine that will continue to ripen with old age. Jasper was amazing, incredible. I would have his life.

“Jack,” he wheezed.

His skin was turning whiter, it didn’t tighten like the others had, and it just got whiter and more frail looking. His eyes turned milky yellow; his skin took on the appearance of an onion. It became translucent and veins began to spread over his body.

I wanted to shout at him to let go, I wanted to scream at him to stop holding on to me. But the power, god the power! I had a flash back of my mother. How I held her in my arms and killed her. How like Jasper she tried to scream but it was so hard no words came out.

Unlike her his death was different. Soon his eyes were a pure dull milky gold, his skin was white a piece of chalk, veins lined his skin like some macabre piece of art. He looked like a onion.

“Jack…stop!” he said.

I knew then he was doomed. I was not going to stop. I could not stop, I would not stop. I killed one parent, why not another.

“Jack stop this!” Edward yelled.

The others were yelling to. But I could not make out what. I was to busy staring at Jasper as he looked me in the eyes. As he pleaded with me to spare him. A dark part of me loved this look; it loved having power over him, holding his life in my hand like a fruit ready to be crushed.

I stared in his eyes knowing I could kill him. But something in me hesitated. I remembered all those times Jasper took me hunting, all those times he told me of his days in the confederate army, how when I killed my mother he protected me. All he ever did was protect me, from the wolves, from the world, from myself. Now I was going to kill him.
Just like mom.

“NO!” I screamed.

I pulled my leg back and to my horror his hand broke, like it was made from glass. The tree began to topple falling forward. Edward grabbed Jasper and jumped down the tree. He and the others ran out of the way as the tree fell. I was still on it.

I was to shocked. Shocked at my murder attempt, shocked at what was happening, and with that shock was a deep sense of regret I didn’t finish the job.

I don’t know what happened. I know I wasn’t asleep, or had been. Last thing I remember was falling forward with the tree. Next second I’m on the ground. I could hear voices around me, people talking quickly.

“He is awake,” Edward said.

I looked up at the world with new eyes. The world was more lucid around me, everything was so much sharper, and everything seemed to me moving in slow motion. I looked into Edwards golden eyes. They were angry, frustrated, and fearful. He glared at me with such force I was surprised I wasn’t bursting into flames.

The world was so much more beautiful. So much more clear. I could see every single strand of hair on Edwards head, I could see every skin follicle on his face, I could see every thread and strand in his cloths. In a matter of seconds I knew how many threads made up his shirt.

He blinked at me very slowly, his mouth began to move and words came out slowly. “He is hyper sensitive.”

Hyper what? What was wrong with me? Why was everything sharper then normal? Why could I see the bugs in the air, the ants in the leaves, why could I hear the worms in the ground?

Another face moved in my sight. Alice. Her beautiful face was filled with worry and fear. “Jack we need you,” she said.

Her voice was so clear and sweet. She talked so quietly but it made my ears rumble. I could smell her, I could smell everyone, and I could smell the others as if I was sniffing their necks. My senses were over whelmed; my mind was in over drive, trying to process everything that was happening.

My skin was so sensitive I could feel the vibrations in the ground. I could feel the worms and bugs as they dug through the earth with their tiny bodies, I could feel the others as they moved quickly.

“Jack please focus, Jasper needs you.”

“Jasper?”

Memories hit me then, Jasper smiling, Jasper frowning, Jasper rubbing his head like he had a headache, Jasper grinning, Jasper digging his teeth into my neck, Jasper begging me not to kill him.

“Jasper.”

“He’s alive…barely.”

She grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me up, careful not to touch my skin. She moved me towards the others who were grouped around something. The tree was demolished, what had once been a mighty work of natural art was now broken and sad. Chucks of braches and bits of it lay at the base; it had broken into six pieces when it fell.

There were five bodies around the others. Deer, elk. Their throats were slit open. I smelled the blood but was unmoved by it. The others were watching me with mixtures of fear, anger, frustration, pain.

They parted and I saw Jasper. He was so pale, he seemed to glow. His skin was still covered with black veins; his hair was shiny and stiff looking. His eyes dull milky yellow. His hand was gone, his mouth opened and closed like he was trying to say something.
“We have been trying to feed him blood but nothing is helping. We can’t fix him.”

“Jasper?” I asked confused.

This was wrong; he wasn’t supposed to look like this, what had happened? Why did I do this? How could I dot his? Vampires were dead; I shouldn’t be able to do this.

“He’s in shock, his senses are still hyper, and he is trying to process everything. Its like he is autistic,” Edward said.

“Jack, please focus!” Alice said.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Fix him; give him back what you took.”

I backed away. One step and I was flying backwards. I hadn’t meant to do that. But it was like I was stronger then ever before. One twitch of my muscles had more power then a Hummer.

“Shit he’s fast!” Emmett said.

“Its his power, he’s so full of power right now it is increasing all his vampire abilities,” Eleazar said.

“You should see his sense, I’m having trouble taking it all in from him,” Edward said rubbing his head.

Alice walked over to me. “Jack please you have to fix him.”

“No, I can’t. I’ll kill him. I wanted to kill him; I was going to kill him!” I said quickly.
Alice looked confused, like I said something to quick for her to understand. “Jack please you’re the only one who can help him.”

“I was so happy, I was so happy. I just wanted to drain him dry; I wanted to keep going until there was nothing left.” I moaned.

Esme joined Alice. Together they walked up to me and I flinched, expecting them to strike me, to tell me how evil I was, how I deserved to die, how useless and pathetic I was, how I had hurt them and Jasper.

“Please, stay away.” I said.

They placed their hands on either side of my shoulders. “Its okay, we are not made,” Esme said gently. “You stopped, Alice and Edward said you stopped yourself before you killed him, is this true?”

I nodded.

“Then your not evil,” Carlisle said. He stood in front of me and kneeled down to look me in the eye. “You had a choice; you made the right one, you over came your hunger.”

“You don’t get it, after I let him go I regretted it, I wanted to keep going, to keep draining him until he was dead.”

“But you didn’t, you found the strength. You spared him.”

“What if I kill him? I healed her but then she died. I still killed my mother even when I tried to save her. What if I try to do the same to Jasper?”

“That won’t happen; you will find the will to save him.”

“Please,” Alice begged. “Don’t leave him like this. He is as frail and vulnerable as a human. He’s still a vampire but he is so weak, he is as vulnerable as he was when he was human.”

They were right. I couldn’t leave Jasper like this. I had to help him. I got up and Esme and Alice moved me closer to Jasper. I saw how tense the others grew as I got closer, I saw every single one of their muscles tighten and flex. Ready to pounce if necessary.

I kneeled down next to Jasper. I saw his eyes followed me, even with his eyes so milky I knew he watched me. “Why didn’t you let me go?” I asked.

“Because he believed in you,” Edward said. “He believed in your strength and will.”

“Idiot!” I cursed. I took his hand in mine. “Stupid fucking idiot!”

I felt the power latch onto him again. But this time it did nothing. It was waiting for my command. Take? Or give? This time I chose to give. I didn’t have to call the power up. I was still gushing with it. Imagine it was like opening a door on a damn and the water came rushing out.

My power created a connection between me and him. He was so dry. He still had a lot of power left, but it was like a large pool drained of water. With the connection the power had a direction to, from me, into him.

Giving the power is as much a rush as taking it. Different, but still a rush. Imagine you have a load of emotions inside of you. Imagine you have all these thoughts and feelings bottled away, filling you to the brim. Now imagine you let out a loud horrific scream and it all comes rushing out of you. That’s what its like.

To release yourself of pressure, to shed a great weight off your shoulders, to get a great head rush, like when you are being strangled then before you pass out your neck is released and air comes rushing into your lungs and you feel this feeling of freedom and life.

That’s what it felt like to give Jasper his power back. It felt just as good giving it away as it was to take it. Different of course but just as good.

His skin began to return to the slightly darker shad it had been. He would still be pale like he was before, just not chalk pale. The black veins began to lighten up and disappear. His eyes began brighten and regain their old appearance.

With my power I sensed the lack of his arm. My power probed the area where his hand had been. Did anyone grab his hand? Shit was he going to be handless? My invisible fingers traced around his stump, like they were feeling for his hand. I imagined his hand in my head and the power followed the lines my psychic fingers were tracing. I watched as first bone, then muscle, then finally skin developed and his hand was back. Or a new one, freshly grown from the stump. The others made sounds of shock and surprise. Vampires don’t scar unless it’s from venom, we can’t re-grow severed limbs. We can reattach them but not re-grow them.

I continued to work. My power was tracing his scars, all of them. I pumped more power into him and soon they all disappeared. Soon Jasper lay in front of me, good as new. Not a single scar was on his body.

He smiled. “I knew you could do it.”

I grabbed him by his shoulders and hugged him. “I’m so sorry.” I cried.

He patted my back and rubbed my shoulders. He was sending waves of calm and focus into me. “Its okay, everything is okay.”

I pulled back and looked at him. My senses were back to normal. Vampire normal at least. “You’re wrong! I can feel it in me, its still in me Jasper. This hunger….I think we may have woken something up in me we shouldn’t have.”

His face turned serious then. “Do you still want to drain others lives?”

I thought about it. “Yes, I still want to.”

“Then do it. Just don’t use it on humans…or vampires,” he said.

I remembered the rush of power I got from him, the feeling of peace and tranquility it brought me. “I don’t think it’s that easy.”

Fusedtwilight: Told you. I wanted vampires to have a different look when they get drained, I figured make them look like the volturi a little bit, they look creepy, in the book at least. Please review.
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