Books/TV: A Vampire Diaries and Twilight Crossover

Main Pair: Isabella Marie Swan/Lockwood and Damon Salvatore

Title: The Odd One Out.

Author: BlueEyesBurning

Rating: T. May change.

Warning: Need to know main plot line for Twilight and main plot line for Vampire Diaries especially after the Season One finale.

Author's Note: I have my other stories My Baby Isabella and Elsewhere I know I haven't updated them in a while, but I will and Elsewhere is now my main priority as I have put My Baby Isabella on hold for a while, so I will update this story when I can, but there probably won't be an actual day that I'll update on. I had the sudden plot line shoved into my head during an English Exam I had, and as soon as I exited, I scribbled it all down. It may be a bit higgle-de-piggle-de at first, but I try my best!

Summary: Bella is Richard and Mason Lockwood's younger sister, when Edward leaves, and Richard is pronounced dead, Bella has to swallow her grief and guilt and put on her big girl pants to revisit the town she never wanted to see again. But when returning there reunites her with her other brother, will the feelings be too hard to bear. Will hate and uncertainty drive her insane, or will an unnerving duo keep her grounded?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Everything goes to their respectable owners – both in the movie/TV series and the book world.

IMPORTANT NOTICE AT THE BOTTOM, PLEASE READ IT. IT IS IMPORTANT!

Chapter six – the Sun Still Shines

I woke the next morning with my hair tickling my naked shoulders, and a soft sheet brushing my bare legs. I could feel the heat from the sun stream through the window and I thought life was good. Wait, naked shoulders? Bare legs? Hold up, I opened my eyes and they focussed on the source of light that happened to be flooding in through an open window. Of course a vampire would sleep with the window open, why not? It's not like anyone came this way and anyway what damage could a human do?

I slid the sheet off my body and searched for my clothes trying my hardest not to wake the sleeping man on the bed. When I was fully dressed I got halfway out the door before an idea popped into my head. I knew the idea would probably get me killed at one point or another, however right at that point it was probably the best idea I'd had in a long time. I slipped over to the bed, and pulled the cover back slowly. When I had located the hand I was looking for I carefully slid the ring from his hand and walked back over to the door; on my way lifting the sheet off his foot slightly so he could feel the sting of the sunlight.

As I waited for Damon to wake up and most probably try to kill me, I admired his room. He had good style. His bed was queen sized with black silk sheets and his curtains also happened to be black. He had a fur rug in the centre of the room and off to the left was his wardrobe, his desk being further on the right, there was also a door which I guessed was the bathroom. When the curiosity for me to take a peek inside started to arise, I noticed a sudden movement on the bed. Damon was now fully sat up on his bed, the sheets hanging loosely at his hips, as his eyes switched from the open window to me. The light flooded straight across the room, so Damon could in no way reach me.

He growled a low warning. "What are you doing?"

"What? You thought the Mayor's sister wasn't clever enough to know a vampire when she sees one?" I smirked, leaning against the door frame.

"I thought you didn't believe?" He told me with the stupid ass half smile on his face, as he shifted so the sheet covered every part of him that the sun was shining on.

"And who told you that? Elizabeth Forbes? She don't know jack squat about me. Maybe when I left I didn't believe, but I sure as hell do now.

"Give me my ring. Now."

"No," I sneered.

"Yes. Now."

I smiled and turned away, and walked towards the stairs to leave. "Isabella!"

I ignored his shout and carried on walking. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I spotted Elena sitting in the lounge with who I'm guessing was Stefan Salvatore.

"Morning, guys. How are you this fine day?" I asked, plopping down next to Elena. She looked at me like she'd just seen a ghost, while Stefan didn't look all that much phased.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" Elena asked, turning her whole body to look at me.

"Eh," I made a sound in the back of my throat. "I stayed here last night, you know, the whole grieving sister thing. You find the first guy who's nice and you don't ask questions."

"No," Elena said disapprovingly. "I don't know that. And Damon? Nice? What?"

"He helped me open my bottle of champers, couldn't have done it without him." I sighed and then stood up, "Stefan, right?" I directed at the man – boy, whatever – who was stood in front of the fire place. He nodded, and I threw Damon's ring at him. He looked puzzled when he caught it and looked at me. "Give it back to your brother when the sunlight gets too close and he actually starts fearing for his life." I nodded at him and smiled at Elena, "See you around, guys."

A/N: Ahhhhhh, I know you all hate me. I'm so sorry! I know I haven't updated in absolutely ages, and I have no excuse. I wanted to get this out before the new year-obviously that hasn't happened. I wanted this chapter to be longer, which is why I haven't updated in a while, but I figured enough is enough, and I needed to get it out there.

After the last chapter, some people reviewed and told me to get Mason to interrupt or something tragic like that but I really wanted this to happen. I don't want Bella to be helpless and defenceless. I want her to know the legends and what really happened in 1864, I don't want her to be kept in the dark so I've made her well aware, and a bit of a badass… okay, a lot of a badass. Because when I think of Bella as a Lockwood, she drinks cheap cider and wears leather jackets, but is insanely clever and beautiful-so, really, she's a female Damon. But I also want her to be innocent and naïve, and gentle and sweet and kind with everyone BUT Damon.

I don't know how the rest of this story is going to pan out. I know the end result but what happens from now until then, it's all up to what I feel like writing. Which I suppose is a bad thing and will result in very late updates, but you're going to have to hang in there. I really love this story, and I love where my plots going, which is a bit bigheaded of me, but I do like it and I want the story to be perfect so I won't be rushing the chapters.

Okay, so that's it. I know this is short, but I had to get it out and I hope you like it. Please don't be too mad.