Disclaimer: The story Twilight and all Character belong to Stephenie Meyer. But Kit is mine. You are more than welcome to use her in your own story or any other ideas you may find in this story as long as you let people know where they came from. Anything that seem like it form another story please let me know and I will give the story and author the rightly dues.
AN: Dear Readers I would like to say sorry in advent for all the mistakes you will most likely fined in this story. While English is my first and only language I seem to still fail at it. I am looking for a Beta and if anyone is interested please send me a PM. Now without further undue on with our story.
P.S This story is full of OOC and of course my OC Kit and some light bashing of others.
Twin Personality
Chapter 1- Kit
"God if she has anymore self-caused accidents you might want to worry about whether, or not she is suicidal."
"Rosalie."
"What you know its true, this is the third time in two days. The girl's been hurt in some way. Bleeding around vampires is bad enough and now this. Come on this girl's got problems."
"Enough Rosalie!"
"Whatever Carlisle you know I'm right."
"Shut up, guys she awake."
"BELLA!? Bella can you hear me?"
"No try talkin' a little louder. I think my right ear still works." I said opening my eyes looking around at the beautiful and pale people around me. The room I was in was as unfamiliar as the people, but I was, used to waking up in strange places. It was my life since 'she' locked me away. Since we had moved to Forks.
'Please for Charlie's sake don't let her out' our so-called mother had pleaded just before we boarded the plane and 'SHE' had listen to her.
"Bella? Are you okay?" Pale Bronze Boy asked.
"Oh ah. I'm swell, just ya know layin' here surrounded by seven dangerous peoplepires who are all starvin' themselves. Greatest thin' in the world. Really put things into prospective."
"Uh? What?" Big muscle meat head questioned.
"Confused Meat-Head. Don't worry happens to me all the time. Just smile and nod and all the good people will never know."
Silence. Huh. Bliss. I loved it. Their faces were the picture of confusion, while I relished in my freedom.
"What the hell? Did the knock on the head jar her personality or something?" Beautiful and blonde snapped ending the silence.
"And they say blondes are stupid. You are, indeed right. The name is Kit and I for the lack of a better term am Bellie-boo's alter ego or better, half. Which ever works for you."
"Wait?! Your not Bella? Bronze boy asked confused.
"Nope. Bellie-boo's fast asleep and it's my turn to play. Feels good to, be free. Urg! I can't believe our so-called mother got Bellie-boo to agree to not let me out where others could see. I mean I get it I can't let Daddy-dearest find out just how truly fucked up we are."
"So what are you? Are you some kind of, split personality or something?" Confused Pixy asked.
"Huh no, there was no horrible event that gave me life. Bell and I were born this way. Two conscious minds tripped in one body. Twins really. Only one of our bodies didn't make it past birth. Didn't even know we were different from other people till we were four. But hey, it's all good. We're enough alike that we don't fight most of the time, and hey we're never without the other."
"So why haven't we meant before?" Bronze Boy asked stepping closer.
"Hello did ya not listen when I said our mother asked us to keep it on the download and not let our father know."
"I got that but we're dating Love and I think I should know something like this." Bronze boy said.
"Uhh... That's where you're wrong pretty boy. Your datin' Bell not me. Honesty I don't even see what she likes about you, but whatever to each their own, I guess." Bronze boy looked confused and heart-broken.
"Don't be sad pretty boy. Bell for whatever reason loves ya. I just don't"
"But, you said you were alike." Bronze boy pouted.
"Yeah 'bout that we're not. Bell, she quiet classical music, books, and life kinda girl. The good little Momma's girl and all that. Me, I really don't like classical stuff. I mean instrumental music ain't so bad. But, it ain't a twenty-four, seven thin'. It's more like a bed time one. The only kind of classics I read are poems. Right off the top of my head, my favorite is The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe. And I like the Bitchy Blonde more than I like you. Sorry pretty boy you broke up with my sister and left her alone in the forest. I mean really who does that."
The clan of peoplepires stared at me confused and dum-struck.
"So yeah, what do yall wanna do till Bell wakes?" I asked breaking the silence.
"Kit was it? Can you tell me what it like for you and Bella to share a body?" Doctorpire asked.
"Oh, come on Doctor C. Don't play twenty questions with me. Bell will be awake soon and she can tell ya all ya want to know. I mean she's gonna be mad enough that I decided to come out and play, but the little Pixy told yall I was awake."
"Why do you talk like that?" Meat-Head asked.
"Ah good question. Well see, when we were 10 mother sent us to summer camp she had things she wanted to do. Anyways, Bell hated it. Me, I loved it. So, Bell stay asleep most of the time and before then I never really talk to anyone, but Bell and mother. I met a girl who talks like I am now. Fell in love with it. Picked it up. It kinda stuck and well here we stand." I answered.
"You know you're a little strange." Pixypire said.
"Me and that the kettle callin' the pot black. Little pixy ya do remember ya're a personpire who can see the future and eats Bambi and his woodland friends. Right?"
"Don't call me pixy and why don't you just say vampire" The now annoyed looking pixypire said.
"First, I nickname everyone whether they like it or not so it's either pixy or short stack ya choose. Second, Ya do know what the, definition of the word vampire is don't ya. I don't think yall fit the description, really yall are just people with strange diets and a little more everythin' else. Who sometimes have gifts like seein' the future." I said confidently.
"That doesn't make any sense since we're vampire how can we not fit the definition?" Questioned Bitchy Blondie.
"Looks like I'm playin' twenty questions anyways. Look Bitchy first, yall don't drink people blood in their sleep. Second, livin' dead as yall are yall ain't really a corpse. Third yall ain't undeparted spirits or demons controllin' a corpse. And lastly yall don't pray ruthlessly on other nor are yall extortionist. So till they change the, definition of the word vampire yall are just peoplepires."
Silence and then ...
AN: Please Review and let me know what you think. But no flaming please I might cry.
AN: 5/14/14 slight mistakes have been fixed.
AN:5/22/14 This chapter has been betaed thanks to The Daughter of Night.