I screamed out as the hooded man pushed the knife further into my little sister's neck. Blood trickled down the front of her white dress, staining the soft fabric scarlet. I fumbled for my purse, emptying its contents on the ground. "Here, take our money!There's not much, but you can have it all!" I cried desperately. The man tilted his head, a smile showing. "It's not money I want, but your sister." He said, chuckling. He slid his hand up the front of her dress. Tears slid silently down her face. Anger suddenly boiled beneath my skin, bubbling up to reach the surface and overtaking my fear. I leapt at the man, my nails forming into long black claws. Swiping at him, I sliced my claws down his face. My eyes turned a deep blue, seeming almost to glow. My teeth all became pointy, my canine teeth becoming especially long and sharp. I sunk my sharp teeth into the man's arm. I adjusted my grip before mercilessly ripping my teeth away, taking a chunk of his arm with it. The man just grinned at me, growing long teeth as well. I almost rolled my eyes at his expression. Stupid cocky vampire. I just sat up, grabbed his head and ripped it away from his body. He fell to the ground, making a loud thudding noise against it. I turned to see that my adopted sister had run away, terrified of my true form. I didn't blame her. I suddenly felt an extreme pain on my shoulder. I glanced down at it and was shocked to see a bite mark. It seared with excruciating pain. I felt a wave of nausea roll through me before the world tilted sideways and I hit the cobblestones. 57 seconds later, in a quiet country town in the middle of nowhere, my heart stopped beating.
I opened my eyes, yawning as the sunlight filtering in through the leaves of the tree I was living in cast its warmth on me. I held out my hand, watching as the light caused my skin to glitter like diamonds. I glanced at my watch. Oh crap. Why had I slept in a tree last night? I was going to be late for school! And I had to finish this year, because then I would have graduated from high school a total of 40 times. Amazing right? It had been 7 centuries since I woke up in that alleyway. Somehow, I had survived the process of the change and I had ended up becoming a vampire, but managed to maintain my powers. I was so glad I kept my powers. Okay, I am very sorry. I haven't explained what I am yet, have I? I am the daughter of a forbidden love affair between a werewolf alpha and a shadow demon. Amazed at my powers, my father sent me to his brother for training on how to be an alpha. He was planning to break the law and let me become alpha because he knew that one day I would shift to full wolf. Unfortunately, on the way there my mother was killed by an angry mob, while I...well, I hid in the forest and fed myself on baby animals. When I was old enough I shifted to my human form and adopted a little girl. We became a family and I was happy. Until I died and came back as a vampire, the kind that I was supposed to hate. Lovely story, right? I jerked out my train of thought as I ran home, grabbed my bag and ran to school with my combined werewolf and vampire speed. I stopped in the forest next to the school, dashing through the hallways and into the classroom with human speed. I sat down in my seat just as the teacher walked in. "Good morning class, today we will be working with the other year twelve biology class." The teacher announced. I groaned and moved my stuff under my desk. Moving over, I watched as the other class filed in. One boy in particular caught my eye.
He immediately walked over to my desk. I watched curiously as he took a seat. His skin was so pale I wondered if...I discreetly sniffed the air, seeing if he was human. I got my answer immediately, my nostrils flaring at his scent. He was a vamp! Actually that wasn't very surprising. You'd have to be supernatural to be that handsome. I shook my head, ridding myself of these thoughts. I wondered for a split second if he could smell the werewolf part of me, before I remembered that I didn't have a scent. Noticing that I had been awkwardly staring at the front of classroom, I glanced over at the boy next to me. When I saw him staring back I stuck out my hand, wanting to break the tension in the air. "Amber Redwood." I said, giving him the fake name I had for attending this school. "Jasper Cullen." He told me, shaking my hand firmly. Such cold skin...well I couldn't talk, I suppose. My skin was as cold as putting your hand in the freezer for two years. As our hands touched I noticed a tendril of black snaking out of my sleeve, caressing my skin gently with the same care and love as all shadows did. I quickly pulled my sleeve down further and hoped that Jasper didn't notice. He didn't, instead he just seemed content to stare at me as we worked. Okay...Wierd. Anyway, we soon finished and I went off to my next class. As I was passing the office I noticed Jasper there, thanking the office lady as she handed him a piece of paper. It looked like a schedule. Oh, Jasper must be new! That explains why I hadn't smelt any vamps around here yet. Suddenly someone fell on top of me. I growled under my breath, baring my teeth as they suddenly grew long. Must be danger in the area. I sniffed the person pinning me to the ground. Smells like werewolf! I got up quickly, rolling out from under the person on top of me easily as I discreetly retracted my teeth. He blushed and quickly got up.
He went to say something but was knocked to the floor again by another boy
who also seemed in a rush. "Watch where you're going Clearwater." He hissed before looking at me. He stared for a few moments before dashing off. I glanced after him as he disappeared, not having noticed me sniffing the air. Another werewolf. Yay! More werewolves. I love werewolves. They are my second closest relatives, the closest being a shadow demon. But shadow demons are extinct now. I'm the last one, but when I was bitten by that vampire I lost the ability to bear children and continue the shadow demon species. Oh well. Anyway, I was broken from my thoughts by the boy in front of me. "Seth Clearwater." He stuttered. I smiled gently at him. "Amber Redwood." I said, shaking his outstretched hand and making a mental note to visit the werewolves' den. They would make good friends. How had I not noticed them before? Wait, new vamps? These werewolves will have just turned! Maybe I could help them learn to control their instincts. In any case, the werewolf in front of me didn't seem to have turned yet. "Uh, Amber?" Asked Seth, waving a hand in front of my face and struggling to control his laughter. I blinked and smiled at the laughing boy in front of me. Suddenly he froze, stopping his laughter. I felt someone brush their arm against my back. Containing my snarls and growls inside, I turned around. There stood the boy from science class. My inner snarling stopped as I saw that it was Jasper. "This little pup annoying you?" I heard him ask, his voice rough. I could hear a hint of jealousy underneath it. Wait, jealousy?! "No, this is Seth. He and I were just going to English class. He offered to escort me." I lied smoothly, annoyed at the vampire's natural cocky attitude. I could see a hint of red in his golden eyes, causing my own to widen. He was an animal drinker, but only new to it. No way was I leaving him alone with Seth, my new friend. I growled and pulled Seth behind me. "Let's go Seth." I said, turning around. After we were a fair distance from the vamp, Seth nudged my side. "How did you know that I did English next?" He asked. I rolled my eyes at his dumbness. "I've been doing it with you all year." I laughed. Seth blushed. I glanced over at him, noticing our height difference. He was slightly taller than me, just like most men. I hated being short, but at least I didn't have to say the same about my wolf form. Because my father was a born alpha, I had a wolf that was larger than the average werewolf's. Seth suddenly grabbed my arm and I blinked as he went to pull me against the lockers. I resisted his pull. That boy who pushed Seth to the ground before stormed past, pushing me into the lockers and reaching his own, slamming it open. Geez, angry much? Annoyed that I had been pushed roughly into the lockers, I strode towards the rude boy. I sniffed the air. Yep, he was definitely a werewolf. The only difference between him and Seth was that he had shifted. I leant against the locker next to his. "Learn some manners," I said under my breath, "wolf." The boy froze when I called him wolf. He suddenly pinned me to the lockers. "What did you call me?!" He shouted. "That's right wolf. Get angry. In fact, why don't you shift on the spot and kill me?" I taunted quietly. I gently placed my fingers on his arm, growing my claws. The sharp black claws dug into his skin. He looked fearfully into my hazel eyes. I glanced into the mirror he had on his locker door and saw my eyes flash deep blue for a second. "What are you?" He asked. I stared into his brown eyes, remaining quiet. "Look wolf, I will keep your secret if you let me start over. I'm afraid that I was a little bit angry when I first met you." I said, speaking of a few moments ago as I gently released his arm and stepped away. A calm feeling washed over me as he stared into my eyes before he suddenly looked away, seeming to have an inner battle with himself. Suddenly he grinned. "Paul Lahote." He said. I suddenly heard the bell go, signalling that it was time to get to class. "Okay, Paul Lahote. See you later." I said with a grin, saluting to Paul with two fingers before walking off to class followed by a shocked Seth. No one had befriended Paul Lahote before. Not that easily at least.