4 Jasper

"Cleanse this world of sin and we will all be free." He said, looking down at the little boy before him. The boy stared back at him, not quite understanding what he meant. "Here child" He said handing the boy what looked like a- Jasper sat up, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. What the hell was that? Looking frantically around the room he came to a conclusion: It was only a dream.

He had almost thought that it was real. Jasper stood up and got dressed, deciding to go to the place he knew he would be safe. He strode across the hall stopping at the door in front of him. He knew why he was here. Did he? She was a part of the plan and he needed her help. Caspian was dead and he would never be coming back. So what was stopping him? A sharp sound resounded from the room in front of him, pulling Jasper from his thoughts. He quickly rushed into the room, looking around frantically. "ANA WHAT THE HELL DID I SAY ABOUT SCREAMING!?" He boomed, glaring down at the fragile girl. That's not what he had wanted to say. "God! Im so fucking stupid!" He thought to himself. Her hands were in her hair pulling, yanking, tearing at the roots desperately as if trying to make something dissapear. "Oh. Oh no. Not This. Not again." He thought to himself.