Character Profiles

Full Name: Grace Lynn Rush

Age: 18

Birthday: May 29, 1989

Eye Color: Caribbean Blue

Hair: Just below shoulder length, brown, wavy.

Height: Average

Weight/Build: Werewolf, but still feminine and thin.

Personality/Hobbies: Loves to read and write, very artsy all around. Wants to be a housewife since she inherited a lot of money, just would love to write books and paint every day. No brothers or sisters, mother is dead. Father is remarried. Father's name is Jonathan Rush, mother's name was Stephanie, stepmom is Cally.

History: When she was 15, she begged her father to let her go to New York to go to the art school for a while after her mother's death (she was already a werewolf). Her dad let her, and on her sixteenth birthday, she was bitten by a vampire, making her half and half. At 18, she returned to Forks, and her long-time crush, Jacob Black. She discovers that Bella has died and there are not two very unwelcome visitors in her hometown.

Name: Meg Alexandra Bishop

Born: Nov. 28 1794

Age: 213
Looks: 17
Status: vampire/werewolf
Sired: July 31, 1811

Hair: Blonde, straight, longish
Eyes: Amber
Build: Vampire-ish (tall, pale, thin)

Personality: Quiet, bookworm, understanding, hides feelings well, quick wit, sorta sarcastic, intelligent (better be after 196 years)

History: Born in London, England in the winter of 1794 and turned into a vampire July of 1811. Joined a covan shortly after that, your usual group of vampires- drinking human blood and only going out at night. Meg never really fit in well there and she didn't exactly feel right about killing humans, but she had nowhere else to go.

After about 10 years, Meg left the covan and traveled on her own for many years. She learned as much as she could about the world, but never stayed in any place long, and met other vampires here and there. While in Italy, she heard rumors of a family of vampires that feed on animals rather then humans, that was the year of her 209th birthday passed.

Soon after that she left for America in search of a new life and hopefully a new diet. But tracking had never been her strong point. It took Meg a year to find that a covan in Alaska, but they had not been the one she had heard of.

Now after another three years she found them in a little town in Washington called Forks.