The Chosen Twins

Chapter One:

Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable details from Twilight or Vampire Diaries.

Also more often then not it's going to be in Izzy's POV.

Enjoy…


Forks, WA

Izzy's POV

The town of Forks sucks fucking donkey balls. There, I said it. I've lived here since I was fifteen, and I can't fucking stand it here. Aside from the giant perpetual storm cloud that hangs over this gods-forsaken town, the people are awful too. Why my parents thought it would be a great move for my family is beyond me.

Sorry, I'm getting side-tracked here. My name is Izobela Rosalinda Lockwood. I'm eighteen years old and I have a twin sister named Eva and an older brother named Zander. We seem like any other family out there, but we're not. Our father Caius Jethro Lockwood is a vampire-werewolf hybrid and our mother, Renee Lyla Lockwood (nee Swan) is a faery. When both of your parents belong to the supernatural world there is no hope for normal. So my siblings and I are vampire-werewolf-faery hybrids, ain't that a peach? Not only does this give us very unique looks and powers, it also puts a target on our heads for any whack-a-doodle out there who sees our blood as a means to try and go all Monkey Fist from Kim Possible of Jafar with the Genie from Aladdin powerful. You get the gist. Also hiding is super hard for us because my sister and I are twins which comes with a whole other plethora of powers in its own rite. To name a few, our eyes change color depending on our moods, we can fly inhumanly fast with wings we inherited from our mother and we can control the weather. However, my sister and I each have a signature eye color all our own, mine is an electric green and Eva's is a amethyst purple color. That just goes to show that we may be twins but we're also opposites in almost every other way.

Everyone always laughs at the fact that Eva and I are opposites. Where she has deep mahogany hair with one purple streak in it, I have jet black hair with green running throughout the bottom. While she's happy-go-lucky and bright and smiley, I'm a bit of a cynic and wear a sarcastic smirk more often than a smile. Our older brother looks like a carbon copy of a younger version of our dad. He has dirty blonde hair and glacial blue eyes, the only thing setting them apart is the fact that he inherited his build from our mom's side giving him a wiry toned physique instead of our dad's bulky werewolf half-induced muscle.

We used to live in an awesome place called Mystic Falls where all of our friends and family are, but we were forced to move by our parents because they thought we needed a "change in scenery". Yeah, bogus like I said. Luckily here's where it starts looking up.


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