Unveiled Silence - Jasper Whitlock

All Nicolette had ever known was suffering. Peace had never been something that Nicolette found. It was a dream, that would never happen. Not in the hell that she lived in. Until she's broken from that cage, and sees the sun for the first time in years. And she was damn sure nobody would take that away from her again. It helped having the god of War at her side.

Or when,

Orpheus would walk through the fires of hell, in order to bring Eurydice home.

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The blood dripped from her chin, onto the white tiles of the kitchen. Her eyes were wild, and her body trapped. The only noise that reached her ears, was the buzzing of the bulb above her head. Carlisle stood to his feet, slowly. Afraid of scaring his daughter.

"Nic, you're safe here." Carlisle spoke with a cool head, and with a look sent all of the siblings away from the situation. One stayed. Never left her side. Not when she needed him.

"Listen to him, Flower. Nobody is going to hurt you here. I have you." Jasper Whitlock stepped one foot forward, and then another. Right until they were standing toe to toe. He watched her red eyes swim with a mix of anger and fear. "Look at me."

Nicolette refused, until his fingers found her chin and forced her to look up. It had not been a request. Jaspers grip was strong, almost cracking her marble skin. It was his way of bringing her back to the present. Back into his arms, where he could keep her safe.

"I killed them." Nicolette admitted, feeling the words on her tongue. She thought the would 'kill' would leave an uncomfortable taste in her mouth. Nicolette found out the opposite. She liked the taste of it.

"Who are we killing next?" Jasper spoke, dragging a finger across her bottom lip, collecting the blood that continue to trickle down. Without breaking eye contact with the buzzed vampire, Jasper brought his thumb to his own lips. Relishing in the taste. Relishing in the feeling of Nicolette Volturi.