More To You (Jasper hale) *Completed*

Chapter Seventeen

The Major suddenly let her go and spun round to his mate, "And you mate," He began, creeping over her like she was his prey. He suddenly kissed the young Swan, she went to push him off but melted into him. All the anger she'd felt drained away silently, tears fell down her face. These new powers were causing her to be horrible. "I love you," Jasper whispered in her ear.

"Was what you said true?" Edward asked, he had left Bella crying in the toliets, "About Bella?" He looked unsure of himself. He was debating. 

"That's not even the half of it, i'm sorry i did that. Last night i met my parents and it unlocked something inside me, and i cant control my emotions. Bella was going on about how not even my mate could love me and then Charlie kicked me out i couldn't shake the pure rage that swept through me," Hannah said looking down. "Oh and my Names Hope. I may not want to be associated with my family but i am not a Swan. Not anymore." Jasper looked down at her and took her hand in his. He calmed her, he was her anchor. Alice looked at the two in disgusted and rushed away. 

Later that evening Hope sat on Jasper's bed, not saying anything. She was too caught up in everything that had happened that day. 'Boat house' the voices in her head called out, her head snapped up. She did not like to follow the voices, yet she did not like to not follow them either. Jasper was currently out hunting, so she had made up her mind. 

Her feet had already began moving before she'd even made up her mind, Stepping out into the cold dark night. Her body and mind seemed to subconciously know where to go, and she didn't stop to question it. The girl had walked for ten minutes when she had arrived at a completely run edown and abounded boat house at the edge of Forks. Dangerously close to the LA push borders. Deep breath. She was stronger now, whatever was in there couldn't possibly hurt her now. She twisted the doorknob.

The room had no light, the house looked almost burnt. There were three ways to go in front of her, a dinning room that held a large wooden table and some broken chairs. The walls covered in graffiti.  A living room with a sixties looking television set and a old floral settee.  And a old winding stair case. Just as she was about to explore the down stairs she heard the sounds of a computer coming from upstairs. 

She slowly and carefully walked up the stairs. Trying not to make any noise in case there was someone in the room with her. There where two bedrooms, and a bathroom, though there was no need to explore those as one of the bedrooms had a light on. The only light in the entire warn down house. 

She trod carefully, any minute now her feet could go straight through the floor boards. Skillfully she missed the small holes in the floor and opened the bedroom door. 

The old computer seemed to be printing and processing at the same time. A name popped up on the screen, a message of sorts attached. 

Ummige78: My latest kill.  

Attached to the bottom of the message was a picture of Jessica Stanely. A girl who had no clue she was an untriggered werewolf.

Hope's hand flew to her mouth, this was the base of operations, this was where the Deadpool had originated from. She could save the rest of them. Rushing to unplug the computer a voice stopped her. "I wouldn't do that if i were you."