Bella Black Pov.
When you had first started this story, you must have thought 'Bella Black? It's Isabella "Bella" Swan you tool.' But I'm not Isabella Swan. In fact, I'm not the Isabella you know at all. You are thinking about my grandmother. Yes, I said grandmother. My mother is Rennesmee Carlie Cullen-Black. But my father is Jacob Black. My grandfather, Carlisle, had made something to help my mother's complexion age with her body. They had fully changed her over after I was born. But you see; I'm not really a full vampire or a werewolf. In fact, I'm not a werewolf at all. I took after my mother so I am a vampire but not the type you think. I produce blood for some odd reason, I don't drink it. So I can bite people and still be considered a vegetarian vampire. But my nutrition is on the basis of a humanoids. Kind of weird isn't it?
"Bella?" someone said.
"huh?" I whispered.
"Bella Black?" said the voice again. I looked around but noone stood there.
"Who are you?" I asked aloud.
"I am Karin Maaka,"
"Karin Maaka? But where are you?"
"I am in side of you,"
"RAPIST!" I screamed.
"It's not like that moron! I'm apart of your soul!"
"Oh...sorry about that," I said.
"No problem," she said.
"But, what is it that you want from me?" I asked her.
"I don't want anything. I am here to warn you about your uncle," said Karin.
"Uncle Jazzy or Uncle Emmy?" I asked her.
"Jasper, he may end up going rouge soon, you are the only one who can save him. You are a vampire who gives blood," she said.
"No I'm not, I didn't inherit any traits from my Mother except for the pale skin," I said looking at my crystal hand.
"The power of the vampiratic spirit will awaken in..." the voice faded out.
I waited for a while wondering when.
"What did Karin Maaka mean?" I asked myself.
"Karin Maaka?" asked my Mother.
"Yes why?"
"Rennesmee I think we should tell her about the Maaka family," said my father.
"But Jake, what if she isn't ready to hear about the Armash blood from her grandmothers side,"
"To late, you just told him about it right in front of me mom, you have to tell me or else I'm gonna bug you to bits!" I said.
"Fine," she said. "The Maaka family is a family of Vampires over in Japan that had originated in Europe. One family was cursed with Pushuke, the type of vampire that gave blood. That vampire was to give blood to other vampires. It was supposedly an honour to die for the regular vampires. But a vampire and a human made a vampire, usually a half-breed doesn't have any reproductive organs and is useless. There are five types of vampires. Regular vampires, like the Maaka family, Irregular vampires, like us, half breeds, like I once was, half vampire half werewolves, like you who take trait of one and the rest of the other, and Pushuke, a vampire like Karin Maaka who was shot in front of her daughter."
"So I am a Pushuke," I said. My mother nodded.
"Yes, unfortunately not much is known. The one persons who knew the most are all dead, except... for Karin's mother. I think I will give Carrera a call," said my mother.
That was how it all started. I know, it may seem weird to you. But try living the life!