Jasper continued to star at the stars and started to put his knees up. He looked over at Alice the sighed.

"Whats your story there Alice." He asked as he leaned against the tree.

He waited for Alice to answer and thought of his unlife life and frowned a bit to himself. He never when to see his family again when he got turned and he never really tried or cared. It was only now at this very moment did he wish he could cry for him.

They all probably thought he had died in war. And in a way he did. But what would they have said if they knew he was still . . . in a way alive. Would they call him a demon or open up to him in open arms? He didn't know and he didn't want to find out. And that made him a little upset to himself.