The Awakening of Jasper Nyx 3

Awakening Of Jasper Nyx 3

As the initial shock of his new reality began to fade, Jasper found himself wandering through the streets of this vibrant city, contemplating his new identity. In a flashback, he recalled his old name: Jasper Reed. It had never held any significance beyond a simple label, but now, he felt the weight of a new name—Nyx—one that honored the goddess who had gifted him this second chance. In a way, she was his mother in this new life, a thought that brought a smile to his lips.

"Sorry, Scott," he muttered to himself, chuckling as he imagined the conversation he'd never have. "I guess I won't be handing Allison over to you after all." It was a silly thought, but it lightened his heart, reminding him that he could still find humor amid the chaos.

Over the next few years, Jasper immersed himself in his new life, driven by a desire to live it to the fullest. He dove headfirst into the stock market, leveraging his keen intellect and newfound instincts. Between 2005 and 2009, he made a fortune from a series of strategic trades, particularly in technology stocks, just as the world was on the brink of a digital revolution. Investing in Apple before the iPhone launch and Amazon during its early growth phase turned him into a millionaire almost overnight.

Simultaneously, he discovered a passion for writing. Realizing that many renowned authors from his past life, including J.K. Rowling, were absent in this world, Jasper seized the opportunity to fill that gap. Under the pen name "J. Night," he began crafting a series of magical adventures, channeling his love for fantasy into the Harry Potter series. With only the last two books remaining to be published, his success as an author skyrocketed, allowing him to enjoy the fruits of his labor.

Jasper also embraced physical training, dedicating time to mastering multiple martial arts. He dabbled in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and Muay Thai, which enhanced his physical prowess and discipline. During his training sessions, he discovered that his photographic memory had evolved; he could not only remember the moves but also understand and replicate them with uncanny precision. Each kick and punch flowed through him effortlessly, a testament to the gifts bestowed upon him.

Despite his desire to maintain a low profile and not interfere with the timeline, Jasper found himself drawn to one critical decision that could potentially alter everything. About a year ago, he had hired world-class assassins to take out Gerard Argent, a decision that weighed heavily on him. For a 15-year-old, the logistics of hiring such skilled professionals were daunting, requiring not only a considerable amount of money but also a network of contacts he had spent months establishing. Jasper had to navigate the dangerous underbelly of the criminal world, all while keeping his true identity hidden. The thrill of orchestrating such a high-stakes plan was intoxicating, but the enormity of what he had done lingered in his mind. He couldn't shake the feeling that this act, albeit justified in his eyes, might ripple through the fabric of the supernatural community in ways he couldn't fully comprehend. Yet, in that moment, he had believed it was worth the risk, ensuring that certain dangers wouldn't haunt Scott and his friends in the future.

As he reflected on his newfound wealth and success, a sense of pride swelled within him. Jasper was no longer just a genius; he was a force to be reckoned with. With each passing day, he felt the pull of Beacon Hills drawing closer, a place he had only seen through a screen.

After much deliberation, he decided to buy the Martin's lake house—a property that had caught his attention with its charm and potential. He spent a significant amount on the purchase, feeling it was worth every penny to secure a sanctuary that would mark the beginning of his new life. Although he had never set foot there, he envisioned it as a peaceful retreat where he could embrace his new identity and forge his path among the supernatural.

As he drove along the winding roads toward Beacon Hills, the moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the pavement. Jasper was lost in thought, recalling the adventures he would soon have when a sudden commotion jolted him back to reality. Ahead, he spotted a figure standing in the middle of the road—Scott McCall, looking disoriented as Allison and her mother sped toward him in their car.

"Watch out!" Jasper shouted instinctively, slamming on his brakes. His black Ford Mustang GT screeched to a halt, narrowly missing Scott, who looked up in shock as the car swerved dangerously close.

Heart racing, Jasper cursed under his breath as he threw the car into park, stepping out to check on the young man.

"Hey! Are you okay?" he called out, concern etched on his face as he approached Scott, who still seemed to be processing the near-miss.