FIGHTING FOR MY HYBRID MATE

A Few Years Ago

Marceline Silver

We were settling into what was to be our new home for the next few years. That’s what my parents, Edward and Camille Silver, did every few years.

I was dragging my suitcase up the stairs, not having inherited my family's vampire instincts.

There is no superpower.

There is no super speed.

No craving for blood

There is no effect on the blood moon.

It's fair to say that I wasn't allowed to be around when that night came. They didn’t want to have to tear me to shreds.

"I’ll help you with that." My brother, Cullen Silver, said He had just finished his studies, which is why we had to move.

My parents didn't want people asking why they rarely aged despite being around for more than a decade or even more.

"It's something you'd do for the rest of her life."My sister, Misty, said sarcastically with a smirk on her face.

She was the one who bullied me throughout my school life.

At first, I thought it was just a sisterly squabble, but when we entered high school, the bullying became frequent and brutal.

The only people who seemed to like having me around were my brother and father.

"Ignore her. "I'm sure she's just jealous." My brother tried to reassure me.

"What does she have to be jealous of?" "She is older than me, but she looks the same as we did when we were ten." I replied, making my brother chuckle.

"Maybe she is jealous of your hair." He said as he ran his fingers through it, "The gray matches your right eye."

"You mean the eye I hide using contacts so I don't have to embarrass mom?" I asked.

I had two different-colored eyes. One was gray, the other blue.

My mother didn't like that from the day I was born. She didn't like the silver hair either; she did try to dye it black when I was young to match my twin sister, Misty, but my father asked her to let me decide when I got older, something she understood as meaning she should leave me alone forever.

"Mom is just a complex person, but she loves you very much." Cullen tried to reassure me as he put the suitcase in the closet of my room.

"Enough about her." "What are you going to do now that you've finished high school?" I asked.

He sighed, "I have no idea." Mom and Dad want me to go back to their home town, where vampires are known to reside, so I could be the new leader." He explained.

"And what do you want?" I asked.

He smiled and said, "I would love to travel the world." Meet new people. Learn about new cultures. "Experience something that I have never had before." He said.

I smiled and said, "Why can't you do that?" I asked.

"Because he has a duty to fulfill, and he has to do it." My mother said this as she appeared outside my room.

That was something else. I didn't like the hearing. They could hear anything from very far away.

"He has an eternity to be the leader of your hometown. "Why can't he just go out and explore the world?" I asked.

My mother sighed. "I don't expect you to understand." But your brother knows what he has to do."

I stood up and went to get the rest of my things. But my mother stopped me, saying, "We don't have the whole day for you to move things at your pace, so let Cullen help you." She said this as she vanished in a split second.

Cullen patted me on the shoulder and said, "Sometimes I want to be just like you." Maybe then I wouldn't have all this pressure to be something I might not like." He added as he sped away.

What he didn't know was how lonely it was to be me.

Cullen and Misty were taught things that I was never taught, but at least my father taught me how to fight. He thought that I might need it considering I didn't have lightning-fast reflexes.

I arranged my room for the better part of the day, and by the time I was done, dinner was ready.

Everyone had their drink, which was manufactured to have the same taste and texture as blood. It also helped them walk around in the sun without being affected by it.

My parents studied a lot of things, and that's how they were able to formulate that concoction, which made them very famous. In the vampire community, that is.

I just had my orange juice.

"Are you guys excited for your first day at a new school?" My father asked my sister and me.

"Well, I can't wait to make friends." "People are always drawn to me." With a shrug, she said.

"What about you, Marceline?" He asked.

"She is going to be a nerd and lonely like usual." Misty replied with a snicker.

I sighed and replied, "The sooner I finish high school, then I can go as far away from here as possible."

The dinner table went silent as everyone looked at me.

I continued to eat without a care in the world.

"Marceline, you can't just leave your family." My mother said

"Why do you care?" "As long as you have your perfect little Misty, you barely even notice me!" I snapped as I threw the napkin on the table, "I’m going to bed." I said as I excused myself from the dinner table.

I was ready for bed when I heard a knock on my door.

"I really don't want to talk to anyone right now." I muttered, knowing that whoever it was would hear it anyway.

"I know, but I want to talk to you." Cullen said from outside the door.

I sighed as I went and opened the door for him. "Our parents are too sensitive to talk to me." I asked as I rolled my eyes.

He chuckled, "I actually offered to talk to you."

"What’s the point?" "I'm sure everyone is listening in from wherever they are." "I said as I got into bed,"

Cullen sat at the edge of my bed and said, "You usually get like this when it's close to your birthday." But everything is going to be fine." He assured me.

"What if it's not, and I end up not being a vampire?" It is almost my sixteenth birthday. "After that, I will be just a person." I confessed.

"Perhaps it will happen if you stop worrying about it every time your birthday rolls around."He replied.

"You think so?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Now get some sleep." As he patted my leg, he said."Goodnight." He patted my leg and walked out.

But I wasn't nervous about my birthday; I was nervous about school tomorrow. I had a hard time making friends at my last school, but at least I had a few.

I opened my phone as I looked through my pictures with my friends. I missed them already.

I woke up the next morning and got ready for school. I decided to put my head down and not give my sister an opportunity to bully me in front of her "cool" friends. She always managed to get in with the cool kids, and no one ever knew we were related as we looked nothing alike despite us being twins.

"Good morning, sweetie." As he handed me lunch money, my father said.

He couldn't kiss me because the smell of my blood made him want to suck my blood.I was surprised I survived the blood moon while I was an infant. This was also why I was so alienated from my family.

"Thanks dad." I said as I sat down at the breakfast table.

"That’s what you are wearing to school?" Misty asked when she walked into the dining room dressed in purple. a short purple dress, with a pair of purple heels to match.

I looked down at my black denim jumpsuit and hoodie and said, "Yeah, it is." And please, could you not get your friends to bully me this time around?" I asked.

She shrugged. "You’re the one who puts a target on your back with clothes like that." She said, "I won't be having breakfast." "I have to go." She said this as she kissed my parents goodbye and handed my mother the lunch she had prepared.

To some extent, I was jealous of her and how everything comes easy for her, yet she still gets to touch and receive affection from my parents.

Misty got a car when she was old enough to drive, but I was still a child in my parents’ eyes, and I doubted that I would get a car any time soon.

"So, honey, what do you want to do for your birthday this time?" My father asked.

"I don't want to celebrate it." So don't do anything." I said as I stood up, "The school bus is here." I said as I walked out.

The school was nothing like what I was used to. It was clearly a school for the rich, and the students showed it with their designer bags and shoes. It wasn’t a school for vampires and werewolves, and that’s why Misty got to bring lunch from home and why she had a water bottle in hand—it was to help restrain her urge to want blood.

I kept my head down and minded my own business.

I was born on Halloween, so it was fun to have a birthday party with costumes and later go get candy. It was perfect.

But I didn’t have my friends around here, and I didn’t feel the need to make more as we would be leaving soon.

Misty invited me to this party with her new friends, whom she had made within a day of school. I should have been suspicious about it, but she said she didn’t want me to be alone on my birthday, so I went with Cullen. He was handsome, and I was hoping the attention would divert from me when he was around.

"Glad you could make it." The guy who opened the house said something to us when they let us in. "Hey, you have small hands; do you think you could help me get something out back?" He asked.

He was cute, and he was kind to me, so why not? I thought.

But when I went out back, there were Misty’s friends. They cornered me.

"Hey, I like your hair." One of the girls complimented me. I'd never heard that before; silver hair was often despised.

I smiled and said, "Thank you." As I touched it, I said."I like your costume."

"Thank you," she replied.

I was about to talk when I heard the unmistakable voice of Misty say, "Get her!" She yelled, and before I could understand what was going on, there was a bag over my head, and I was being carried off to God knows where.

By the time the bag was out of my head, I was in the middle of the woods. My sister’s circling me like a pair of birds on a feast. "Why are you doing this to me, Misty?" I asked with helplessness in my voice.

She smirked. "I’m trying to help you." "Don't you see that?" She asked. Then lights came on, blinding me.

"Are you sure about this?" One of her female friends asked her, "What if she dies?"

Misty turned to look at her sternly. "You don’t have to be here, Amy, if you don’t want!" She snapped at her. She leaned down and looked at me and smirked, "Hold on tight."

I didn’t know what was happening until I heard a car engine revving. I looked back, and there was a chain tied to my legs. Before I even had an idea of what to do, the car started driving, and I could hear them laughing. I tried to break free but couldn't, so I did what I knew best: I screamed Cullen's name, hoping that he could hear me wherever he was.

But the car started going faster, and it was as if something broke in me after my head hit the first tree; I could feel something in me awake with so much power.

All of a sudden, I could hear more clearly, and I could feel the wound on my head close up. I smirked; it was happening. I was changing. I was trying to find a way to break the chain, but it was done for me by someone who carried me and sped out of there.

"Dad! Mom! It’s happening!" I heard Cullen yell out as she put me on the couch, and I heard my parents come rushing down.

My nails elongated as I felt my teeth come out, and I felt stronger.

"What is she becoming?" My brother asked, puzzledly looking at me.

"I can’t believe it." My father replied, "She is a hybrid!" He exclaimed enthusiastically.