.I borrowed the term 'sun crotch' from Lestat Giovanni
.I do not own twilight. So don't sue me... please.
.Review if you wish, it will make me happy.
.I will give you cookies if you make me happy.
.Rated M for future chapters.
.Lets pretend new moon never happened.
.Pairings are practically the same except Tanya is a Cullen and is with Emmett. Edward/Bella, Tanya/Emmett, Alice/Jasper, Carlisle/Esme, Rosalie/?(soon to be sage)
Enjoy
Sage sighed as she woke up, dim sunlight sneaking underneath the safety of her window blinds. She sat up shakily, her right hand automatically sneaking up to run through her somewhat silky and permanently messy jet black hair as it fell over her eyes. She sighed as her fingers brushed through her, pushing herself off the small bed. it was beginning to grow too long, she disliked it reaching past her usual shoulder-length. She made a mental note to cut it back to its normal length as soon as possible.
Stretching, she stood still for a moment, inhaling deeply as she examined her surroundings. The room was pretty bare, she didn't care much for anything really, wouldn't make much of a difference to her if she was in a prison cell, she was still getting used to living as a human.
Pulling off her t-shirt she walked up to the other side of the room where a full length mirror rested against the wall and stood in front of it, examining herself. Deep green eyes blinked warily at her, obscured slightly by the wavy, pitch black hair falling over them. They fell slightly past her shoulders and messily framed her young face. Her eyes traveled downwards, taking in the smooth, semi-tanned skin of her chest and stomach. She was born sun-crotch, a phenomena that sometimes occurred with a number of female werewolves, and she was very small breasted, hardly even so. Deep violet tattoos gleamed against her skin, the designs curving and twisting intricately, covering every inch of her chest, stomach, back and crawling to her neck. The marks trembled and moved gracefully against her skin.
Memories of the mockery she'd endured as a child flashed in her mind, causing her to frown. The outcast.
According to the legends, a pack of lycans had searched for more power and forged a deal with a demon to grant them strength. The demon gave them his 'mark', in return for their service, causing them to become the first hybrid wolves in existence. However, their newly gained demon blood had effects neither party had expected. It caused them to become uncontrollable and capable of power that was dangerous to humans and supernatural beings alike. They lost their humanity and became half wolf/half demons filled with merciless rage and lust for power. As a result, they were hunted by other supernaturals and cursed. Cursed to never be able to pass on the maledictus gene genetically.
After this, they became practically extinct, and rather than maledictus lycans being born by the passing of genes, their births occurred very rarely. No one really knew why, but wolves of this kind were born randomly into families that were deemed to be cursed.
Her family was one of them.
She had a shower quickly, the feeling of water against her skin still alien and strange to her, before dressing up quickly in the clothes she'd let her two new brothers pick out for her.
After her uncle's death over three years before, the last family she had, she'd lost it and changed into her wolf state, unable to change back for three years. She hadn't wanted to anyway, living that way was easier, living on what she could hunt and sleeping where she could. thoughts didn't work the same way as a wolf, memories weren't so clear and the life benefited her nature. She relished isolation.
She wasn't even sure how she'd ended up in America after travelling so long. After attempting to end her life by jumping off a cliff, which had resulted only in serious injuries and broken bones, she'd woken in her human form, in the home of Thomas Vison- disgruntled and confused by her surroundings.
Being a wolf for three years erased almost all of her ability to process things as a human and the physical changes where just salt on the wounds. She'd been 13 when she last changed, after her uncle's death. Waking up in a human body three years later in a body so different from the last time she was human was problematic. After the initial attacks and attempts to escape, Thomas had finally convinced her to calm down and allow them to treat her injuries. By them he meant his human family of 3, including himself and his two teenage sons.
Being too weak to escape anyway she'd had no choice but to abide by their wishes. She should have known the fall wouldn't work, she couldn't die. Even death wasn't really 'death' for people like her. Normally a fall like that wouldn't have even injured her if not for the fact that she'd shifted into her human form and deliberately tried to land on her head in mid-fall in the hopes of heightening the severity of the impact and ending her misery.
She had later discovered that though Thomas was human, he and his family knew all about her kind. Thinking back on it now, it still thoroughly surprised her as to why they where so kind to someone like her, a rogue, an outcast, an animal. The Vison's had been caring, accepting of what she was and even treating her as their own, as part of their family. It was difficult at first, she hadn't been around werewolves let alone humans for a long time and her injuries meant she was unable to shift back to wolf for some time, forcing her to trace back the remaining threads of her humanity and relearn all she had forgotten, speaking being the most difficult.
She'd been with the Vison's for almost a year and still found it difficult to communicate with those around her. Regardless of this, they remained patient, helping her get used to her human side and training her to control her animalistic tendencies.
She was broken out of her reverie by a voice, piercingly loud, cutting into her thoughts.
"Sage! We're going to be late!"
Frowning at the familiar voice she let out a small sigh and left her room, her legs carrying her across the hallway and down wooden steps that led to the living room where two pairs of eyes glared amusingly at her. She frowned back at the twins as they folded their arms over their chests trying not to smile.
"Ready for your first day at school, puppy?" Zack said, grinning at her.
She frowned slightly and the boy laughed at her expression before grinning at her. He was tall and lanky, with short curly, brown hair that complemented light blue eyes and a childish face. He was a year older than her and his twin brother Jayden looked almost exactly the same, save for the fact that he wore glasses and seemed to have a permanent smirk on his face.
"Of course she's not, look at her, practically shaking." Jayden teased, before jumping away as she swatted at him, rolling her eyes. She muttered something inaudible as they walked out into the daylight. Thomas's van wasn't in the drive so she knew he had already gone to work.
She had been entirely against the idea of attending...human school at first, in fact she still was, but Thomas would have none of it, insisting that she was a teenager and deserved to experience school life like everyone else. "beside's it'll help you get used to your human self faster which is essential if you're going to be able to control your changes properly." he'd said. Eventually she'd agreed mutely, seeing he had a good point and also due to the fact that she dd not want to offend someone who had been kind to her.
"Come on, Sage, cheer up it wont be that bad," Jayden said happily noticing her frown and as they walked to the car.
"Yeah," Zack agreed, nodding. "I mean they're some idiots and assholes here and there but nothing you should worry about."
She nodded mutely, getting into the car. That was another thing she despised, cars. She hated enclosed spaces but fortunately the car was a convertible and Zack took down the roof so she willed herself to relax as the drove off.
Jayden was saying something next to her, his voice filled with excitement. "I can't wait to introduce you to my friends, they'll love you. there's this guy, Mike, who's been dying to meet my 'sister'." He wiggled his eyebrows.
Zack laughed slightly from the driver's seat. "Speaking of dying...We should tell her about the cullens." His voice turned slightly anxious as he looked at his brother through the rear view mirror.
She lifted one eyebrow, frowning, unsure of what he meant. She pulled out her mini board from the small rucksack she had beside her. It was a small, book-sized white board with a black erasable marker pen attached to it. Thomas had given it to her due to her apparent lack of ability to speak out loud. Pulling out the pen she wrote on the board. 'cullens?' It had surprised the family at first when sage had been able to write perfectly after they'd found her, since she was mute they hadn't expected her to be able to communicate at all.
Her mother had loved books, she'd loved to write to read, to sing. She had shared it all with Sage, taught her to read and write and treated her like a normal child when the rest of their so called pack shunned her.
"Have you ever met a vampire?" Jayden asked.
She shook her head, raising an eyebrow. She knew of vampires, but had never come across them during her years as a child with her pack or even in her years as a rogue wolf.
"That's what the cullens are." Zack said from the front. "Vampires. They go to our school."
Her eyebrows shot up. 'vampires go to human school?' she wrote quickly, passing the board to Jayden in surprise. They were supposed to be blood thirsty creatures were they not?
"Well that' the thing, the cullens are...different. They don't hunt humans, only animals. I think they live here so they don't get noticed too much, they'v been here for a while apparently, but I guess they're safe. We're the only humans around that know what they are." Jayden said, adjusting his glasses again.
"Carlisle, the head of the family, is good friends with our father. He's a top surgeon here and his wife Esme works as his nurse, they'v saved a lot of lives. Dad respects them greatly for their control. The kids are all adopted of course, about our age, immortal etc. There's Edward, Tanya, Jasper, Alice, Emmett, Bella and Rosalie. Bella's human but she's with Edward, she's a good friend of ours and her dad's the chief of police. I guess she's practically one of the Cullens now."
She listened carefully and frowned in concentration at this new information, intrigued as Jayden listed their names. She'd never actually come across other supernatural beings aside from her kind, Lycans. Her frown deepened slightly, the Lycans had all despised her, even the ones that didn't know what she was, she wouldn't be surprised if these vampires did too. She had demon blood after all, the werewolves had been able to sense it. Humans couldn't but she wasn't sure if the vampires would be able to.
She pulled her board back, about to ask more questions but was stopped suddenly by Zack's loud voice cutting through the air, halting her.
"We have arrived!" He yelled, pulling into the parking lot. He jumped out of the car, his flannel shirt flailing behind him.
Her head snapped up and she gazed anxiously at the large, strangely shaped group of buildings. A huge sign stood in front of them reading 'Welcome to Forks high'
Due to Zack's outburst, they'd drawn quite a few stares from people around the parking lot. Some paused as they noticed her for the first time as she stepped out of the car. She frowned again, uncomfortable from the attention she recieved. Her ears instantly picked up on hushed whispering around her.
'who is that?
'Zack and Jayden's half sister or something...'
'She Doesn't look like them'
'..new girl?'
'wow she's hot'
'really tall,'
'Nice tan'
The gossip carried on and she tried to block out the annoying sounds as both twins grabbed each of her arms, pulling her towards the school doors. Being around so many humans unnerved her.
They pulled her into a small building attached to the rest of the school, where a short plump woman sat at the reception. Seeing them, her face brightened into an over-eager smile that made Sage feel annoyed for some reason. The woman adjusted her glasses, smoothed her shirt and stood up.
"Hiya, darling. What can I do for you kids?' She said, a slight drawl to her accent.
"This is the new student," Zack said brightly, standing beside her. "Our half sister, just transferred from out of the country."
That was the cover story Thomas had agreed on, and they went with it since it was partly true. She felt good to know that the twins did really consider her a sister and Thomas treated her as a daughter.
"Oh right!" The receptionist said in recognition. "Thomas's Vison's daughter. Sage, was it?" She picked up some sheets, writing down some things that Sage couldn't see.
She looked back up at Sage. "Excited for school?" After receiving no response she smiled slightly, "Why so quiet? There's nothing to be nervous about honey, I know new schools can be frightening, making new friends and all..." She blabbed on for a bit until Jayden cut her off.
"Uh...she can't really talk," Jayden said awkwardly. "Medical condition you see... it should all be on her medical forms."
"Oh, dear, my apologies!" The short woman said, blushing slightly in embarrassment. "That's right, it says so here."
Not wishing to delay them further, the woman finished up quickly, filling out some more forms before handing Sage a loose sheet.
"Make sure your teachers all sign that at the end of each lesson, Alright?" The woman informed Sage. "Then just drop by after school and I'll take it back." She smiled one last time, trying not to stare too much at the strange girl before waving them off.
"Come on, We'll take you to your first class." Both Zack and Jayden said, grin plastered to their faces as they stepped out into the cold air.
Sage looked up and noticed some other students still staring at her as they drifted to their classes. The whispering began again and she frowned, keeping her eyes downwards.
Great, just great.