Finding My Place | Jasper Hale

Time to Talk

"Who was it?"

Silence

"I'll ask again. Who was it?"

Silence

"Who killed him? Who killed my father?"

Silence

"I know you know who did it. Why won't you just tell me?"

Kira stomped away from them, letting out a frustrated sigh. After things had settled down, she had gone over to the Cullen's house for the first time since the incident with Jasper. They had been surprised to see her at first, but when she started asking questions, they immediately looked nervous. Kira knew that they knew something about Charlie's death, and she refused to quit until she found out what happened.

She turned around once more, casting the Cullens a long look.

"I will find out. Whether you help me or not." she said with a tone of finality, before walking out the front door. Kira was determined. Something had changed within her, and she was no longer feeling upset about his death. She had buried the emotions of sadness deep down within her, and she had replaced them with determination.

That night, Kira went home to continue researching what could have happened. Jasper was with her, as he refused to leave her in her "delicate state". But Kira didn't mind too much. Without him around, she found herself having trouble sleeping or thinking straight, without thinking about everything bad that had happened in the past couple months that she had been in Forks.

Kira looked at her computer, trying to figure out how to start this search. She had already tried this many times, but decided that she should start clean. She started typing...

Animal attack

Woods

Forks deaths

Nothing. Kira couldn't find anything. She had phoned the police station the day before, and they had said that they had seen a few similar cases in the past, but most were from generations ago. The lady behind the phone said that that was all of the information she could give Kira though. She had apologized for Kira's loss, before hanging up without another word, leaving Kira to think.

Suddenly though, she remembered something that she had heard Bella talking about. When she had come home from the beach weeks ago, Kira had heard Bella talking to Charlie about how she had seen Jacob there, and how he had told her a great story that was supposedly a Quileute legend. She hadn't expanded much, but Kira could have sworn that when she left the room she had heard Bella mumbling something about Edward and the rest of the Cullens.

Kira turned back to her computer, quickly typing in the words that she had heard Bella mumbling. Up came a page with a list of legends. Kira glanced over her shoulder, before getting up and locking her door so that Jasper wouldn't be able to get in.

She began reading through the legends, one by one, until she found one that seemed to fit. The name giving her chills as she looked at it.

The Cold Ones.

They matched the Cullen's description perfectly. Reading the article, Kira felt a feeling of dread overcome her. She knew what they were. She knew what had killed Charlie.

Vampires.

That night, Kira slept with her door locked. She kept Jasper outside of her room, not allowing him in. She still needed time to process this information. She fell asleep still thinking, but feeling slightly more relieved than she had the past few nights. She finally knew what they were, and she began making plans to confront them the next day.