The Assassin

Brain Child of myself and my sister

I would like to thank my Beta, KareBear. Without her this story would have never been posted.

Chapter One

I waited in a dark spot on the roof watching for my target. I was told she knew too much. I didn't understand how such an innocent looking young woman knew too much. Well, it's not my job to question my assignment. I have a few days to assess the situation before my boss wants a report back saying she is either dead or changed.

We are vampires for God sakes. She is mortal. What harm could she do? I start feeling a Molotov cocktail of emotions come at me out of nowhere. No scent and no human, but I get the feeling I am being watched. The emotions damn near making my knees buckle, they are so strong. I feel a tap on my shoulder and spin around, hissing. Only I come face to face with nothing but air. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I turn back to my post. Another tap to my shoulder and I spin yet again and there in front of me is this beautiful young woman with long brown hair. She is the most breathtaking creature I have ever seen. Her photograph didn't do her justice. I swear my heart just kicked, and I feel this tug in my chest.

No, that's impossible! She can't be my mate! She is still just staring at me observing. Now I know what my boss means by she knows too fucking much. She seems completely aware of what I am and based on her feelings, she is not afraid.

The staring contest continues between us as I feel her indecision, most likely about whether to talk to me or not. I see her mouth open and close a few times in rapid succession; suddenly, she comes to a decision and just disappears. Her feelings constantly shifting let me know she is still there.

My chest starts throbbing as her feelings start to fade, letting me know she is moving away from me. The tug becomes damn near unbearable. I know she has left the area completely. Well, I guess that answers that question. She is indeed my mate. Now the next question is how do I find her without being able to physically see her? Her laughter peels through the air mocking me.

A breeze blows by me wafting, a scent riding on it that I know from the information about her. I take off in the direction that the scent came from, following the scent of freesias, strawberries and the sound of her tinkling laughter. Following her scent seemed to be somewhat of a challenge, as it would fade in and out. Following her emotions proved to be just as difficult. She seemed to be very good at dodging vampires.

Maybe my boss should be looking into who gave her this information. I start thinking about what my mate would be doing with the person who gave her the knowledge of my kind, and my anger starts to boil.

I walk around the warehouse that I have trailed my mate to. I smell a very familiar scent but for the life of me, I couldn't figure out why it was. Wait, no way, he knows better than to give humans the knowledge of our kind. I can't believe that he would do so.

My brother well the only one that I truly call brother, Peter motherfucking Whitlock. Why would he do something so stupid? As I enter the main room of the warehouse, she materializes right in the center. I reach out and quickly grab her. I know I am disobeying a direct order about not touching her till I gather my information; however, I do not wish her to disappear again.

A growl sounds out behind me. Fuck, why didn't I pay more attention to my surroundings? I have known better than that for a long time, since I was a newborn. My head spins with the knowledge that I have made such a big mistake.

"Let go of her," he says in a low growl. I have only heard him this upset once and that was due to a newborn I was ordered to kill. "I know who you work for Major. I also know why you were sent, and you should know that I won't let you kill her, even if I have to rip you apart dear brother." Now a growl rips through me at the thought of ever hurting my mate.

I let go of her, not wanting to harm her. Yet I keep close enough to her to grab her before she disappears again. "She's not going anywhere Major, and yes indeed she is your mate," he said in a tone to low for Isabella to hear, or so I thought. Her laughter peels out.

Lord how I wish she would talk. If her laughter makes me hard enough to cut diamonds, then I wonder what her voice could do. Damn I am starting to sound like a pussy. I am sent here to kill this woman one-way or another only I happen to find my mate and in her of all fucking people. Aro, my boss is so not going to like this.

While in my musing, I notice my mate shifting a little further away. Oh hell no! I move closer to her, pulling her to me gently, and wrapping my arm around her waist. She struggles for a moment or two and when my arm tightens, she gives up.

"You aren't going anywhere Darlin'," I whisper gently in her ear my lips brushing against it with every word. A smirk falls on my lips as a shudder of lust washes over her. The desire she feels crashes over me, and I whisper, "not now Darlin'. We will pursue what you are feeling later." Her lust and confusion spike, and then I get absolutely nothing from her. If I couldn't feel her physically, I would swear she wasn't here. I can't even hear her heartbeat.

Her hand reaches out for me as my face moves closer to hers. My eyes flicker to her cherry red lips, letting them linger there. My tongue slips out of my mouth to dampen my lips in anticipation. I wonder briefly if she tastes as good as she looks.

"Major now is not the time for that," he rudely interrupts, a growl bursts forth from me and startles her out of her gazing. Suddenly, I am able to feel her again, when I say, feel her, I mean I feel an immense amount of embarrassment radiating from her. I growl too soft for her to hear, letting Peter know my displeasure with him for embarrassing my mate.

"What's your name Darlin'," I ask gently hoping against hope that I will finally get to hear her voice. She is breathtaking; I just really want to know if this angel speaks like one as well.

"My name is Isabella Swan, but I think you already know that." Her dulcet tones ring through me, vibrating my soul, as if they were bells chiming. "I also know your name Major Jasper Whitlock formerly Hale." I growl at the last name I took while I was with the little pixie bitch. The bitch wow, that was short lived, she cheated, manipulated, lied, and strung me along for years before she told me she was in love with Edward. Peter interrupted my thoughts; he walks over to us sitting in one of the chairs in the middle of the room, motioning for me to sit as well. I move to the opposite chair, sitting down, and setting my mate in my lap. Let the conversation begin, I let my curiosity flood him, hoping that he will get the point and start talking. He shifts uncomfortably under my stare.

"I guess I should start but where do you want me to begin," he asks.

"How about you start at the beginning and work your way from there," I say letting my annoyance show in my voice. I love him like a brother but damn, does he have to be so fucking annoying?

"Well first I am not the one who gave Isabella the information about our kind that befalls your ex-brother Edward and the rest of the Cullen clan." A hiss escapes me as this information hits my ears. My mate's emotions shift from comfort to distress and not for the first time am I wondering what the hell happened.

"He brought me into his family, treated me, as if I would be with him for eternity, and finally left me in the middle of the woods telling me I was a distraction. This is where Peter found me curled up in a little ball, crying as if I were dying because on the inside, I was. He picked me up off the ground, we left the area, and I never looked back. Char and Pete are like my brother and sister, they have taken care of me, taught me how to fight, how to use my gifts even though I shouldn't be able too yet. They have protected me for two years, and I will forever be grateful to them for I know I should have been dead when they found out, I knew. "

I growl deeply in my chest absolutely pissed off at the Cullen's for playing with her, as if she were a toy, mostly Edward. How can he be so callous to leave her in the middle of the forest, she could have been killed. There are after all worse things than us in the world. It is simply mind-boggling that anyone could have harmed this beautiful creature, my heart is literally breaking for her. I know that when I get my hands on him, I will tear him apart methodically and set him on fire. I move Isabella off my lap, sitting her gently in the chair beside me before standing up and running my fingers through my hair in frustration.

Pacing back and forth in front of them, I scream subconsciously. I begin to speak letting my words speak volumes, "You have two options Isabella, the Volturi have ordered me to either kill you or for you to change. Know this if you choose option one I will follow shortly thereafter, but if you choose option two then you will be changed and mated to me." Her gasp fills the room and her acceptance floods the air.

She begins to talk and my fate as well as her own hangs in the balance, "I accept the second option, really who would pick the first."

A smirk comes across my face as I reply, "You would be surprised my dear." My drawl slips out of my lips and a visible shiver races over her. Walking over to my mate, I pull her up out of the chair being overly cautious of her human status. Drawing her firmly into my arms, I place my lips upon her effectively kissing her senseless, my tongue pushing into her mouth as her breathless sigh escapes. Her lust skyrockets out of control, her scent fills my nostrils causing them to flare, and my eyes turn as black as night with my lust. A low growl rumbles from my chest, her hand reaches up to touch my cheek.

My body clenches with need, shock coursing through me with how much I want this human woman. My pants tighten as my cock hardens at the thought of being buried in her heat, the heat that seems to be radiating from one specific spot on her body. Her scent fills my senses as her body prepares itself for my invasion of it. "Darlin', if you keep that up I will take you right here right now I would do it regardless of whether Peter is in the room or not," I whisper seductively. Her lust hits the roof and I smirk, so my kitten likes it dirty, we will have to see how dirty later.

"You know Peter this is going to cause some strife with Aro don't you," I ask my brother, snarling slightly over Aro's name. If he decides to hurt my mate or try to take her from me, I will destroy him. Yes, he is greedy and yes, he will try, but he will fail. My phone rings shrilly, looking at the number, I recognize Aro's number. What the fuck does he want?

"Yes Aro," I answer picking up my phone…

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