Hey, guys! Just wanted to say 'Hi'...HI! This is my first fanfic. I wrote others in the past but I've never posted them on a website or let anyone read them, so this will be a whole new experience for me. I cant say that I promise on my life that I will finish this story but I will try to update as quick as possible. If you have any ideas on how I should improve my writing PLEASE LET ME KNOW! I know better than anyone that my writing isn't half as good as the others' on here but writing helps me feel content and happy so I will continue no matter what! *challenge accepted* On with the story, I SWEAR TO THE HOLY GOD ABOVE THAT I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT STORY OR THE VAMPIRE DIARIES...I JUST LIKE PLAYING DRESSUP WITH THE CHARACTERS...AND MY MADE UP ONES... Have fun! :)
I hung the last of my clothes in my closet and sighed. This was the last move. It had to be. If it wasn't I would kick and scream and throw tantrums like I did when I was a child and Stephan wouldn't give me candy before bedtime. Stephan and Damon ….. It's been forever since I've seen my two favorite brothers of all time. They thought it would protect Kaleb and I if they sent us to Josh. Josh is the coven leader for my coven. At least that's what they call it. The others are dead set on us all becoming a family. There are eight of us. That's one more than the Cullen clan.
Drake is the oldest and he likes to think he's in charge but Emma, his mate, keeps him in line. Evan is my favorite besides Kaleb of course. Evan is with Katie and she is the shopaholic in the coven. Literally, you can't stop her. It's a good thing Josh decided to become a doctor like Carlisle so we have over a million dollars. Jacqueline is the "mother" figure of the clan. She will take any one in and treat them like her own. I believe it was her that convinced the others to let us join. She is Josh's mate if you haven't already guessed.
I guess this is where Kaleb and I come in. Kaleb and I were born thirteen years ago but we're hybrids so we grow faster. Right now we look about fifteen or fourteen. We are technically the orphans of the clan, though Jacqueline would disagree. When we were little others shied away from us. We were abandoned by our real parents, we never knew them. Kaleb and I were passed around while we were young by people we didn't know. The earliest memory I have is of a man killing a woman who was taking care of us. He looked like a cowboy, almost. Same thing for Kaleb, he can't remember. And that's saying something. I bet if you asked him what he had for dinner yesterday four years ago he could tell you.
Stephan and Damon took us in when we were little. If Damon didn't constantly call Stephan "brother", I probably would have grown up thinking they were gay. Damon taught us ever since we could throw properly how to fight. He would bring in bad vampires, almost desiccate them, and let us kill them. That is until Stephen found out. He locked Damon in the cellar for a whole week. I screamed for so long I couldn't speak for the rest of the day. I guess you could say Damon was my favorite. I was always a tomboy so he always took my side in everything. Kaleb is totally different. Sure we are twins and we can be a little twisted at times but when it comes down to it Kaleb has more control than me. He's more gentle and understanding. Except when drake threatens me, then shit hits the fan.
"Kyra, hurry up!" Kaleb's voice shook me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, any day now, please!" A loud smack and a muffled 'sorry' followed as I laughed out loud and made my way to the door. I got to admit, this house really is the bomb. It would have been better if the Cullen's' hadn't designed it. There's six rooms in all, even though we really only need five or four. There are a total of three stories not including the attic. The living room looks like it came straight out of a Better Homes magazine, with stark white, fluffy carpet, and beige walls. The furniture is the same color of tangerine and the coffee table has a glass top. Don't even get me started on the kitchen. All the cabinets are made of wood and stained almost burgundy. Every counter top is made of grayish granite and there are hardwood floors. We all get to set up our rooms the way we want to but they were all pretty much portioned and designed the same way. We get to pick the color for our walls and carpet.
As I reached the bottom landing Kaleb held out his hand for me and smiled. I took it happily and looked up to where Josh was standing, waiting for our attention. "Ok, guys. Today as you pretty much already know, the Cullen's are coming to visit us and see that we are settled in. They also want to discuss the rules for basically barging in on their territory. The Volturi will be with them due to the yearly visit they have to make to check on the hybrid, Renesmee." Josh informed us all. I hope we don't have to change our diet. I love human blood! Oh well, even if they say we do, I won't. And I don't think Kaleb will either. Our eyes don't change color with our diet, like the others. However they do change color with our moods. That's one of the powers Kaleb and I share. We have many, mostly the same for the fact that I have the power to take others' powers for my own and give them to others'. They still have them, I just have a copy. "Guys, please be on your best behavior,"- he looked at me and Kaleb pointedly-"I don't want give the Cullen's the wrong idea about us."
"Remind me again why we must live on some other vampires' territory. I think we would be perfectly safe on our own." I challenged, I was still against the move no matter how cool the house is.
"We've already gone over this, Kyra. The Cullen's can offer us more protection. Why do you hate them so much? They never did anything to you. I heard news of Klaus making an army. Now, I still don't know if it's true or not but I'd like to be safe." Josh explained.
"But-"Kaleb cut me off by placing a hand over my mouth. I gave him the coldest glare I could, which is considerably hard considering he is my favorite person in the world. I licked his hand and he pulled away to wipe it on his jeans, while sporting a grin the length of his face.
"Kyra, the Cullen's are here. Come to my room, we can watch them from here" Kaleb sent me by telepathy. I generally don't believe telepathy is one of my powers; otherwise I would be able to use it on others. But it's only Kaleb that can pick up my thoughts and vice versa. Giggling, I made my way to his room, careful to hug the wall so they couldn't see me. As I stepped into the room, Kaleb motioned for me over. He was sitting on the window seat with the Ouija board out.
"What the hell? I thought we were just going to watch them, why is this out….not that I object." I added. As I sat down he put a single finger to his mouth, "Shh, they're downstairs." He warned. "From now on, talk through your telepathy." I gestured to the Ouija board.
"I was just thinking we could play a prank on our guests. Remember Lexie? Stephan's friend, yeah, I was thinking we could call her and ask her to do some things to them. What do you think?" He asked.
"I think I have taught you well." I replied with a devilish grin plastered on my face. He soon returned the smile and placed the tips of all his fingers on the planchette. I followed suit and soon enough I closed my eyes and used one of my many powers to call my old best friend/ mother. It wasn't long before I felt her presence. Spirits on the other side had the choice to either stay on earth as ghosts with unfinished business or to move on and find their peace. Lexie was brutally murdered and very close with Stephan, Kaleb and I. She wouldn't just move on. When I opened my eyes, finding Kaleb's open as well, there she was in all her glory. Lexie and Caroline had to be the most beautiful vampires I have ever seen. They both had bleached blond hair with just the right color highlights. Caroline almost always wore hers down in ringlets that cascaded down her back, while Lexie, the fun one, sometimes sported colored highlights on the holidays.
"I always knew it was a matter of time before you needed me again. If you don't have Damon, you always come to me." She smiled. "So what is it this time? Do you need fashion advice, or is it boys? Wait, I'm sorry. I failed to realize that if Kaleb is here it most certainly wouldn't be about boys." I leaned over to grab the dry erase board hanging on Kaleb's wall and an expo marker. I scribbled for a few seconds and turned it over so she could see it.
"Huh… well. I'm down. What should I do?" A smirk made its way to her face and she plopped down on the bed across from us.
It didn't take all that long for us to concoct a plan. Now it was only a matter of time before we could put it into action. Josh had explained to us, meaning Kaleb and I, that we should wait upstairs until they called us to come down. Now that was another story. I thought for sure they had forgotten about us and were downstairs having a cocktail party. I was just mentioning to Alec about my alcohol supply when we heard them yell for us.
"It's about fucking time!" Alec yelled back. Like me, he had developed a dirty mouth with much of the vocabulary that I had picked up from Damon ever since I could talk. Giggling, I took his hand and made my way out of the bedroom. I still stayed close to the wall in case they could see me. The room was totally silent as we made our way down the stairs. As I reached the landing and looked up from the ground, my eyes landed on the most hypnotizing crimson I've ever seen. I froze as I was pulled into another vision…A small blonde girl and a dark haired boy, she is crying, holding her hand to her face as the boy comforts her…..The two children are a little older now. They duck down behind crates in a village and reach out with their tiny hands to snag a couple apples…..Now it's just the boy, he seems to be looking for something. In the distance there are shouts and laughing, he bolts over as fast as he can to the sight of his sister pushed up against the wall whimpering as other boys violate her….. The boy's in the basement, burying the bodies of the other boys… Vision after vision hit me as I close my eyes tight and scream. I feel the strong arms of my brother lift me up before my head hits the floor. The air flies by and a door closes as the black evades my consciousness.
I forgot to mention: if you have any questions about anything, please ask. I know my writing can be very confusing...so yeah...REVIEW MY LOVELIES! SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT! I WILL MAKE A LONGER ONE NEXT TIME...