My name is Alexander Zane Whitlock. My older brother is, yes, the famous Jasper "Hale" Whitlock. Wow, what pride to drop your name like that. No wonder you never got past first base...Anywho, I HATE werewolves. So much, it hurts. Why they ever existed, I do not know. I have to live my life wondering about whether Seth will try to rip my limbs off.
So, more about me? Well, when I was human, I was the equivalant to a "gangster" today. But, in the 1800's, there wasn't much gangsters.
I had four other siblings besides myself.
Jasper, my older brother, and my worst. Haha, believe it or not, he was one of the most annoyign people I'd ever met. All his girlfriends were pretty and hated me. He had more friends that were girls than guys. Watch out, Alice! He's always been a flirt.
Jackson, or Jack, was my oldest brother. He was twenty five when he died protecting a thirteen year old Jasper. I, of course, was not born. I'd bet he was a really nice guy.
Penelope, my youngest sister. The one who was born after Jasper went "missing in action". Unfortunately, I did not know her very long. I joined the army shortly after Jasper "died" and met, ironically, Maria. I found out that she married a doctor.
Last but not least, Danny. My brother that was only a year older than me. We got along well. I assume he did well, because I couldn't find any information on him. It was like he was wiped out of history. He wasn't on our family tree...