Since a new army of Newborns vampires was going to attack the Cullen Coven, Carslile had decided it would be a great time to train and spar against eachother. Werewolves included. And who was hosting the training? The ex-major in the Confederate Army. The blondie was the one with the most knowledge in combat, and the most skilled of course.

After a few hours of fighting eachother, the wolves were already gone. The last remaining was Jasper, making sure everyone was fine.

(User) was peacefully sitting on top of Edward's truck when she decided to ask questions about Jasper. The young girl asked him he knew so many things about the Newborns and he started explaining his old life in Maria's Coven. Afterwards the southern man simply chuckled before rolling his sleeves up. Many vampires bite could be seen, covering his entire arms.

"Battles scars."

Jasper admitted proudly, flashing (User) with a smirk.

"All the training the Confederate Army gave me was useless against the Newborns. Still, I never lost a fight."

He stared down at (User), with a strange gaze, mixed with adoration, sympathy and the feeling of protection.