Hey, I decided to write this story out of utter boredom. The inspiration for the story came from a dream. I do not own twilight but I own my characters.

Summary:
"Please don't" my raspy voice sounded trough my hand. I really do not want to do this, I don't want to be a monster. "You are not worth a single thing! All you are is a freak, a crazy slut!" he shouted at me. A hard sound of skin hitting skin came from the left corner of the tinny sell. I looked up from under my dark sweat drenched hair. Daniel was sprawled in the corner a red mark on his cheek was looking like it was bleeding. I started to shake, my whole body heated in one big gush. A surge ran down my arms and my nails felt inflamed, when I looked down at them they were black long and the edges was serrated My gums started to rip apart as new abnormally large teeth grew into place. Only one thought ran through my mind: 'He hurt Daniel'. I slowly stood up onto my feet. Hair still in my face, I didn't care. I walked forward towards him. As if he knew what was coming he turned around. A growl ripped through my chest and bellowed out of my throught. I raised my hands and leaped. I clawed and ripped, I drove my fingers deep into his chest. It was like instinct took over; my mouth closed over his thought and my cyanine's dug deep into his meaty flesh. The pressure of my bite instantly crushed his windpipe. His blood rushed into my mouth and I drank with deep delight. After he was long dry, I finally stood up and let his body, or what's left of it fall to the ground. His big blue lifeless eyes stared up at me, his mouth frozen into a endless silent scream. My brother died by my deadly curse… For I am a hybrid, a werewolf-vampire hybrid…

Chapter 1: My Explanation

"Get up! Get up now!" Jim's voice almost pounded thought the door. Ugh, no, I don't want to go to school. O, hi there I am Crystal. Just Crystal, I do not know my real last name. I am adopted and not by the most loving family ever to exist. Actually they are real bastards. 'Dad' is a unemployed drunk that hits his plastic wife, 'Mom' she is a real peace of work a real Barbie. Her food is the worst, like living goo monster running down your thought. And then the asswipe of a 'Loving brother', he looks at everything I do with a fake story to tell Jim just to get me into trouble. He loves it when he beats me, even though I do not feel it. There now you know the family.

I sluggishly rolled off the covers. Swung my feet over the edge of the bed and lifted my body on my long legs. I walked to the bodlength mirror to my right. Why don't I look normal? What is normal? Maybe I am normal and they are not… I stroked my long thick black hair as they tumbled over my shoulder and down my chest and back. They always grow so fast. My eyes are not even normal. I looked up into the eyes of the, the thing staring back at me. Big almond shaped eyes looked at me. My irises instantly changed colour to black. Yaeh, my eyes change colour defined by my mood. Some people say I am a demon child. Maybe if I were normal then I would be beautiful…

"Get your butt down here! I can't get the remote!" Ugh! I don't have a choice do I? I slowly opened my door and peered into the hall. To my left was the stairs, cracked and neglected." Hope you won't take too long, dad isn't in the greatest of moods" I slowly turned my head to the voice, even though I already knew whom it belonged to. "Roger, aren't you looking charming today? O, what is that, a black eye, did you run into the door again?" His hand flew up to his right eye, a big dark black circle covered most of the skin. "You may talk now but wait till you come back this afternoon!" he shouted and spit at me before he walked away to his room.

I ran the 3 meters across the hall into the open bathroom and quickly closed the door behind me. I locked it and flopped down on the closed toilet seat. Now where is my soap? I looked the whole place over and could not find my little black bag. Crap, it must be in the coubart. I stood up and started to tug on the brass lock on the coubart door. I don't understand I do buy it myself and yet they take it away from me! At least I know where to hide my toothbrush. I reached under the sink and found a little plastic tube thingy. I drew my hand back and held it in front of me. A clear plastic baggie with an old looking toothbrush and a small plastic tube of paste was lying in my hand. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Ran my fingers through my hair and went back to my room. What to where? I walked to my closed and tugged it open waiting to find something. Nothing. My hand rested on a dark hoody as I looked at the tragic sight. "A hoody, a hoody, a hoody, O a hoody" And I grabbed a dark red thick hoody out of its place along with it I snatched my black t-shirt. Pulled everything over my head and tugged on a dark pair of yeans and sneakers.

I rushed down the stairs to see what foul task was awaiting me. "Finally! If you were my daughter you wouldn't have been like this" Jim said slouched over the lounge in the living room holding a six pack of beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. "Morning" I mumbled. "Get me the remote" He said taking a long pull of his cigarette. I looked around for a moment and saw it in front of him in the middle of the coffee table. "It is right in front of you." I said pointing at the obvious placement of the remote. "I didn't ask where it was you cheap shit I asked for it!" I rushed past him and grabbed the remote. As I turned back to hand it to him he pushed his cigarette right into my hand. The burn only lasted for a few seconds but I still dropped the remote luckily on his lap. I ran out the door as soon as I could grab my bag.

Tears did not even threaten my eyes. I walked slowly down the road. I had all the time in the world. These warm looking houses strolled past me, family's that sat together at the dinner table, family's that laughed at Christmas's and that had parties for little kids birthdays… "Hey there sunshine! You look mighty fine for walking like a zombie" a deep accented voice sounded beside me. Mitchell Lesley Coppers was walking at my side. "Hello there Lesley" I greeted him with a smile. "For the last time it is Milo, only my grandmother calls me that" he looked at me with his comforting blue eyes. "You're staring again!" "Oh, sorry Milo" I said tucking my hair behind my ear. "You really are beautiful, why on earth you wear those things and not real cloths nobody knows." He picked at my hoody's sleeve as if it was a peace of rotten flesh. "Hey if you are so good at fashion why don't you have fancy clothes?" I fake a smile at him. "You know I can't, my dad could notice and my poor gay hart could not handle it" He looked at me at me with a smile that never met his eyes. "Stop looking at me like a mother! Let's get to the school before they start." Oh boy, something is wrong… Is someone watching me? I looked at both sides of the road and into all the yard's, nothing. Is that a car? I turned around and a black van was slowly driving up the road. "Milo? Milo!" I tuned in a full circle and he was gone. The van came to the other side of the road towards me. It slowly derived by, A dark tinted window opened, a man was sitting inside of the van and looked at me and winked. His face, is it shining? Like glass, lots of tiny glass stuck in his skin. I looked on as the van rounded the corner and disappeared.

"Crystal? There you are! I have been looking everywhere for you!" I looked up the road and Milo came running down the sidewalk, his leather jacket flapped in the wind. "What wrong? Looks like you have seen a ghost" He placed his soft hand on my forehead and cheek. "Wow! You're hot!" He pulled away and looked at me as if I had 3 heads. "Gee thank, but you're gay remember" I shoved that awkward topic aside. He just laughed, he knew me to well…

"Earth to Crystal! Hey is someone in there?" my eyes fluttered as I started to register again. "Mmm…" what a brilliant answer. "The bell rang 5 minutes ago, we are already late for homeroom!" he stood there jumping on his tiptoes. What a ballerina, and a good friend. Ugh what's with me, I am way to mushy today." I, um would you tell Long Nose that I am just doing something, make up a story your smart" said not looking at him knowing his reaction. "Be safe, and call me if you need!" Milo yelled after me. I pushed my way out the hall and into the cold. I quickly scanned for any one that is out here. Wow no one. I walked to my usual spot. I entered the woods and walked along the trail. It is so beautiful out here. I wish that I could grow four legs and a tail. Wonder how free that would feel? To run and run and just never stop…

I stumbled over a broken tree branch, to the left I go. I turned off the trail. Trees and bushes were everywhere. I walked in silents for a long time. Shouldn't I have gotten there by now… Where am I? The sky was the shade of dark grey. The tree tops are so dens I can't even see the sun. The fort should be here somewhere… I looked in all directions, it's not here! Where is it! "No! Where is it?" I am starting to lose my mind. It's not here, it is all I have… I need it. Tears started to roll over my cheeks. "Please!" I screamed at the top of my lunges. What's that? A rustle came from the bushes in front of me. A gush of wind ran right past me and into the bushes to my left. "Stop! Please stop" I held my head and sunk to the ground. It felt like I was in a worldwind. My hair was all in my face and tears blurred my vision. "Here…" a soft whisper in the wind fluttered in my ear. "Follow me…" a voice like flowing silk, it almost sounded like a girl a small little girl. A feeling of peace swallowed me, my tears stop instantly. This felt weird, not like me, like I was being forced to feel this. "Get away from me!" the good feeling was gone and the weird thing is I don't feel a thin, no sadness, no happiness. Nothing. I stood up in this little worlwind. It was gone in a flash. I stood there, just stood and stared in front of me. I slowly closed my eyes.

All my senses flooded in I could hear the slight breeze in the trees around me. I felt this tingling feeling on my skin. A smell of honeysuckle and sunshine mixed with fresh grass flooded my nostrils, such a sweet smell… Something was moving nearby, I could bearly hear it. Very soft pushes on the ground, like footfalls of feathers. "I know you're there" I bearly whispered. The sound stopped. After a short while listening for it I opened my eyes. Another gush of wind went past me and I swirled with it. It ran through bushes and was gone. Maybe it wants me to follow it? I went through the bushes and fell a few times. When I finally broke through I stumbled onto a moss covered ground. I stood up and brushed off my years. I almost started to cry at the sight. The broken and abandoned tree fort. A slow smile creped upon my face. I come to this place for an escape, I use it as a home a real home. I don't try to fix the broken ladder the walls that fell apart. I even like that it almost fell out of the tree. My safe place. I practically sprinted into a run and climbed up the bear trunk. I sat on the log in the corner. "Thank you" I whispered again to whatever is out there.

I laid my head back against the wall. Thoughts wiped in my mind. Where would I be if not here? Where is my real family? Are they even alive? Do they miss me? Do they think of me at dinner? Will I ever leave this place? Get free of Jim? I sat there pondering thoughts for a long time. My cell phone rang and ripped me out of thought. I dug for it in my pockets and finally found it. The caller ID said Milo, a friendly photo of a smiling boy looked at me. I answered. "Yes?" I spoke into the phone. "The bell rang long ago Roger phoned me and wants to know where you are, by the way how does he know my number?" he sounds distracted. "What did you tell him? Does he know that I skipped school?" I would be dead if he does. "No, I told him you are at my house for a project and you will be home before nightfall" Milo you angle! "Thanks M, I promise you that I will never forget this" and I closed the phone.

I should go now, wish I could live here or anywhere for that matter. I jumped out of the tree, It isn't very high… I started to walk in the direction I came. I stumbled a few times and fell down to. I went through the bushes and into the wind place. Right I turned and walked in silent once again. My shoelace caught on a bush and I slammed to the ground. My face was inches from the ground I could smell the rich earthy smell. Good, but a little too close. I stood and tugged back my shoelace. I rubbed my yeans clean and my hoody. Something in my hand stung. I lifted my left hand palm up and saw a twig lodged in the middle of my hand. Cool. I pooled it out and wiped it on my t-shirt. Blood started to pool in my palm in a perfect circle. Incredible that we can't live without the liquid and it can cause us such pain. A rustle smashed my train of thought. "Hello?" I called into the trees. "Is anyone there?" no answer. I heard the rustle angina. I swung around.

A inhaled at the surprise of someone standing there. A god? My imagination playing tricks on me… He had the most beautiful bronze hair, his skin chalk white. He looks sad, I wonder why. "Hello" I said with no emotion. He swallowed and stepped forward. "Um what is your name?" no answer. "Edward no!" following the voice a girl jumped from the trees. Someone grabbed me from behind and clamped an ice-cold hand over my mouth. I was locked in a cage of ice bares. I struggled and kicked but with no avail. The captor held my nose to. I started to see spots and darkness craped in.

'Kill me, I guess I need it..' was my final thought before I slipped into a black hole.

Hey! So what did you think of it? Sorry for the spelling mistakes and all the mixed tense but that is meant to be so. Please tell me what you think even if its not good.

XX mystery