DISCAIMER: as much as I wish I was, I am NOT Stephenie Meyer, and I own nothing from this story except the Fei and the plot twists.
Summary: What if, in the Twilight world, there had been another supernatural race? Namely the Fei? Now they exist, and the twin Fei Guards who befriend Bella might possibly stir up all new enemies… Begins Bella's first day of school, from the Fei's POV's
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"HUNTER!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, "WHERE THE HELL IS MY JOURNAL?!?!"
My twin brother's most evil laugh floated down the hallway, the same laugh he used to intimidate our suspects into confessing. The small black leather-bound book that was my journal came swooping through, inches from the ceiling. I sighed and plucked it out of the air, noting thankfully that the bespelled lock was still intact.
"Couldn't get the damned thing open" Hunter complained by my side. I jumped and cursed him for his incredibly silent movements, so low I had to concentrate for even my extremely acute Ranger's hearing to register it.
Yeah, I said Ranger.
I, Sage Ward, and my identical/fraternal twin brother, Hunter, are Rangers; we protect the earth (as well as the other realms, but that's another story) from the corrupt supernatural. We were on leave right now as reward for busting a huge Leprechaun bank heist team, they had hit twenty major banks all over the world before we'd caught up.
Rangers themselves are a bit supernatural, if you hadn't already guessed. All of us are descended from a coupling of the Vampire Father and the Fairy Mother, millennia ago. Every one of us had senses to rival those of a vampire, with very nearly the speed and strength, as well as less of a need for sleep and sustenance; but still have beating hearts and warm, soft bodies.
All Rangers have a connection to the five elements; air, fire, water, earth, and psyche. Many have rudimentary magic skills, but there are very few as powerful as my brother and I. our magic is still simple, but our elemental abilities are the strongest recorded, a result of having the King of the Fei and the Chief Ranger as parents.
As Hunter doubled over laughing, my hand shot out and grabbed a handful of his shaggy, midnight hair.
"I will burn it off…" I threatened. He immediately quieted; he was obsessed with his stupid hair. My own raven-colored locks were secured into a low ponytail that hung to my waist, glossy and smooth thanks to my straightener. His head shot up and his emerald eyes narrowed menacingly at me.
"You wouldn't DARE" he hissed. I shrugged and allowed a small golden flame to dance along my palm, lacing between my fingers once in a while.
"Care to stake your hair on it?"
He gulped and grinned, my hand had suddenly gone numb and slid from his hair. He clicked his tongue and made pointed at me with both hands, then rushed away to finish the incredibly simple homework we had been assigned on Friday. We had an hour till school started, another tedious day. It was nice to be normal, but the homework was a pain in the ass. Thank Father we only sleep three hours. I raced to our room, right on my brother's tail. The tiny house we'd bought had only one bedroom, one bathroom, a kitchen, and a sitting room; the one we grew up was more of a castle.
My stocking-ed feet skidded on the dark hardwood as I turned into the bedroom, the comforting scents of pine and fresh dirt wafting to me. the forest green carpet squished beneath my feet, and the black and green walls swirled around me. I fell onto the queen-sized bed against the far wall, running my fingers over the matte black, wrought iron vines; the black and green quilt; the green jersey-knit sheets. The pillows had wolves and other animals embroidered on them, courtesy of dear old dad's second wife.
Hunter came and laid down beside me, looking concerned.
When he asked me what the matter was, I simply said "it's another school day…what else can I say? At least you have a girlfriend." I punctuated this with a poke that landed right on his sternum. He chuckled t my pouting face.
Any one of those guys would go out with you in a heartbeat. Damn twin telepathy…he must've heard me wallowing in my single, friendless nature. He nodded.
It's pathetic that my thoughts aren't even private. I sent him an image of a door closing, then blocked my mind, rolling off the bed to drown my misery in some internet-surfing on my high-tech laptop.
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A/N: So how'd you like it? I'll update as regularly as I can, and constructive criticism/plot ideas are most welcome!!
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