Blood of Life, Blood of Love

Blood of Life, Blood of Love: A One Shot

Bella stood frozen in place as her fear reached paralyzing levels. Jasper snarled and crouched defensively in front of her; staring down the red-headed lioness and the two newborn cubs flanking her sides.

'Three against one' The realization horrified Bella. She knew Jasper was strong and experienced, but three? How could they possibly survive!

When the battle began it was nothing more than a blur to Bella's human eyes, but her ears couldn't miss the snarls, growls, and hissing. The cacophony of frightening noises echoed throughout the forest, making it sound as if the battle was much larger then it was. When the horrible sound of grating and tearing metal hurt her ears and sent a piercing pain through her head, she thrust her hands over her ears and fell to her knees, curling into a ball on the forest floor.

'Please let Jasper be okay!' She repeated over and over in her mind. While she couldn't have meant the words any more fervently, she was also desperate for anything else to focus on then the sounds of death that seemed to surround her, trapping her and tearing away her blanket of safety that she only now realized had never been more then an illusion.

The sounds ceased with a suddenness that she found disorienting. Bella was afraid to look but instinct would not allow her not too. When her instinct won, she looked up, horrified to see that— while the newborns were in pieces, Victoria was standing triumphant over a legless Jasper.

Without any thought, Bella leaped to her feet. "No! Take me! Please leave him alone. Please! I'm the one you want!" She begged. The possibility of Jasper ceasing to exist, especially because of her, was something she refused to allow to come to fruition.

Thankfully, that was all the distraction Jasper needed as he thrust himself airborne, pushing off the forest floor with both arms. In one swift movement, much too fast for Bella's human eyes to catch, he tore Victoria's head from her body while Victoria simultaneously tore off his right arm. Victoria's pieces and a badly injured Jasper fell back to the earth with a nearly deafening crash and Bella raced to her perpetual savior and protector.

He had saved her from James. He had saved her from Edward at her birthday by lunging for Edward when his bloodlust was out of control. The family had been shocked, believing Jasper had been going for Bella—a lie he had let them believe for some unfathomable reason—but she had seen the truth in his dark gold eyes.

When everyone else's eyes were pitch black, except Carlisle's, Jasper's were only a beautifully enchanting dark gold.

How was it that Jasper was always the one saving her?

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Bella fisted her hair in both hands tugging at it forcefully, as she began to panic,  "You're hurt so badly. Jasper what do I do? How can I help you? Please. Please tell me how to help you!"

"Are you able to drag my legs and my arm over to me?" He hissed out between his clenched teeth.

It was painfully obvious that he was in absolute agony and her heart clenched grievously, knowing that this man above any other should never experience any pain.

She did as he asked, and while surprised by how insanely heavy they were, she persevered and dragged the limbs over to the beautiful, wounded veteran.

"Can you line them up?" Bella examined his body and the limbs, unexpectedly she felt no embarrassment over his near nude form as his pants had been completely destroyed when his legs were torn off and his shirt while still hanging on his body was in tatters, exposing most of his well muscled torso. This situation was simply to dire to feel an emotion like embarrassment. His arm had been shredded while his legs had been torn off with near surgical precision, so she knew it was best to start with them. His left leg had been torn off at the pelvis and his right one was torn off right above the knee. She started with his right.