Spider-Girl

Chapter 33: The news story

                "Seattle is in a state of terror," a reporter says on the screen. "Police are baffled by the escalating murders and disappearances."

            Wynonna is sitting in the Cullen living room with Jasper, Carlisle, and Emmett. Emmett is laying across the couch while Wyn is sitting beside Jasper. Jasper, Carlisle, and Wynonna all three look concerned by what the reporters are saying.

          "Theories range from a vicious new gang to a wildly active serial killer," the reporter contonues as Edward and Bella enter the room. "Reporting live, Dawn Chubai. CNN."

            "It's getting worse," Carlisle claims, these attacks have been going on the past couple weeks since Victoria was here and the chase. "We're going to have to do something."

           "It takes more than one of our kind to cause the damage they're reporting," Jasper claims. "Quite a few more. They're undisciplined, conspicuous..."

          "Newborns..." Edward says as he reads Jasper's mind.
      
           "What, like new vampires?" Bella inquires.

          "In their first few months after the change," Edward tells her.

              "That's when we're at our most uncontrollable, vicious, insane with thirst," Jasper mutters, more to himself, but he's heard.

        "Something to look forward to," Emmett teases Bella as Esme walks in with Eliza and Nigel, Eliza runs and she jumps on Emmett, who then laughs and lights her up, earning a happy shriek.

           "No one has trained these newborns," Jasper tells the others, "but this isn't random."

          "Someone's creating an army," Carlisle concludes, and Jasper nods.

             Emmett rises as Eliza runs off to find Rosalie or Alice. "Oh, now we are definitely going to Seattle."

           "An army of vampires?" Bella asks as Nigel goes upstairs to draw.

           "We're the closest clan even close to Seattle," Edward says with a sigh.

          "Regardless of where they are, if we don't put a stop to them, the Volturi will," Carlisle says; no one wants the Volturi to see Wynonna and her ability, they'd want her. "I'm surprised they've let it go on this long."

             "Maybe they're behind it," Edward assumes. "In Italy, I read Aro's mind... He wants me and Alice to join him. Our gifts would shone up his power. He knows we'd never choose him as long as our family is still alive. An army could solve that."

          "We can't wait two weeks until graduation," Bella declares. "You need to change me now..."

         "You'd be a liability as a newborn," Jasper tells her. "Unable to control your instincts. An easy target."

          Carlisle places an empathetic hand on Bella's shoulder. "There's also your father to consider. And your mother. How terrible would it be for them if you suddenly disappeared?"

           Bella doesn't respond, knowing she can't argue with that. Carlisle's right. She can't rush it. And Jasper's right, too, she'd be a liability as a newborn vampire. Unable to control her urges and instincts, she'd be sloppy and end up dead.
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             Jasper watches as Wynonna places plates in front of her kids before making her own plate. He leans against the doorway as they all eat. His family.

           Jasper helps Nigel clean up when they're done eating when Wyn brings Eliza upstairs for a bath. Nigel had called Jasper dad the other day and it shocked Jasper to the core. He hadn't expected it, neither did Wyn, but they both accepted the name.

          Nigel tells Jasper goodnight before going upstairs himself. Jasper goes up to Wyn's room and he lays in her bed after removing his shoes and useless jacket.

            A short time later, the human is joining her vampire boyfriend in bed and lays on her back, but propped up. Jasper rests his cold hand on Wyn's baby belly, Adam kicks instantly at the kind touch like he does when Paul feels, too.

              Jasper smiles at Adam's and smiles even more when he notices Wynonna passed out cold, sleeping soundlessly. He kisses her forehead and he lays on his back, staring up at the ceiling, hating that someone is creating a newborn army, like the ones Maria built and made him train.