GIrleh and Meee :P

<center><I>'Failure to prepare. Is to Prepare for failure'</I>
I prepared...Prepared...Though can you ever really prepare yourself for life? To be immortal? To be unusual...Different? The freak of the crowd? To be spontainuously odd.. Can you ever prepare yourself for that? Who would want this life? Thanks to my mother, and the father-whom I will never meet as my mother tore him to shreds after consiving me and my brother- They have created some freak. The monster I'm two mortal enimies combined. Now figure that one out. I have to hate myself though live with myself, could you live like that? Any who, time for me to stop rambling on. I guess you would want to know some random rubbish about me...Though seriously I'm not that interesting, i'm based around two series of books, both written by Keri Arthur, and a real person...Though i'll leave you to figure whom that will be.

Well...Actually i'm not imortal, if i deprive my vampric side I will become weak, near death. If I deprive my wolf side i'll go into bloodlust...Like my mother did when she created me and my twin, literally distorying the young vampire limb from limb. Now, if I went into that it would be a lot worse as my mother was pure werewolf. I have wolf sences with vampric speed, sight, strength and also the gift of being telepathic. Though me and my twin Rhoan aren't connected mentally like most twins from where we come from. We flicker between Melborne and Lyndhurst. Of course both located in australia. My brother works as a private investigator, Jack-vampire boss-, Jake-human, yet powered, secretry-. And me you ask? I'm simply the mad paper pusher, well was. I let my past catch up with me, my five sisters... One brother... Epileptic mother. What could I do? It simply got too much!! Not my fault. I'm a god damn Vampire cross with a werewolf!

Any way lets get to moi! Now where does one start? I'm known as a freak...obviously seeing as i'm a hybird...a very rare one...I presume you know my breed by now. I am female, straight...Currently single(okay well between guys) I'm seventeen years old, though I have been forced to grow up before my time. I'll get to that part later, thats in my history *looks over* next one down. Right, anyway. my build is slender, i'm thin though not anorexic. My build is more...Athletic than anything else, not the usual build you find in wolves, I take after my vampire side with my bodys features and characteristics, i'm quite muscular though in wolves human form they tend to not be muscular in human form, the feminine side always was more scrawney as human. The male was musculer in both forms, I advise never laughing at a werewolf, fully one of not. You just wouldn't live. My ex found that one out the hard way. Okay, I should now stop rambling and let you know about my personality. I'm alright...If you get me on a good day. If you mess me around in anyway it will come back and smash you in the face...Oh wait...that'll either be my eight inch stilletto heel, my brothers fist, or my fist. Don't under estimate me, me and my brother may not be mentally linked though we can feel each others pain. You mess with one, your automatically messing with the other, if it's relationship trouble, phsyical or mental. He'll know and will track you down, as he's a private investigator he knows a lot. Any way, back to me. MY mood can change in a split second, and they'll be no reason for it. It will just change, right oon the spot. I can go from happy to depressed. Just like that. I do try and stop it from happening, though that plan fails most of the time. What can I do? Just two simple messages...Don't push me and DON'T judge me.

<I>They say time fixes things, though it's you that has to fix things</I>
I am about to give you a...what <I>I</i> would call a <B>minor</B> insite on my past, though so much has happened in those seventeen years. Most of it has mentally scared me, messed me up in the head, it's why I am the way I am. Thanks to my parents...The bloody alpha of my previous pack. Though back to the plot. After I was born the pack imediately decided they wanted to get rid of me and Rhoan, We were a cross breeds and as our pack-the red pack- Was close to 'going out of buisness' this was the last thing they wanted, being forced the get rid of us, though our mother kept us on. Only being a pack of two didn't help either. Our mother raised us as best as she could untill we hit puberty. When wolves get moody and frisky. Our mother didn't want us to leave, we were her first born though the alpha grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and tossed my fragile figure over the cliff edge. Rhoan was soon to follow, that moment has specifically scared me, i'm terrified of hights. I tremble viciously, uncontrolably. It feels as if the goosebumps that rapidly race across my skin are making little holes for my raging heart to rip out of my chest. It took me weeks to leave the coma, during that time Rhoan had dragged me to the streets, we lived there for a while...And I met Tommy, he was breaking into a corner shop as I was buying some sweets, I was only twelve at the time though I though he was the one, as our eyes met my soal seemed to melt into his, becoming one with him. He let me a Rhoan join his little 'gang'. 'Possy' if you wish Our bond grew stronger as we grew closer, but then he began to learn the strength of my telepathic powers, using them for evil. But the streets soon caught up with him, he'd got so many enemies over the years, using me to help with a bank robery. Let's keep it polite and say he never got through it, the police said I was lucky to get out, he'd somehow blocked Rhoan from helping me. I was so scared, feeling so vonrible. He'd used me so esily, controlling my thoughts... But then Rhoan managed to get into work, with Jack. We kept the fact we were twins a secret between us. I became the crummy paper pusher and he went out doing under cover stuff. Jack to us both in with welcoming arms, though he's only like that with us. Over the years he watched us grow up, watched me 'come out of my shell'. Though only then did he notice how badly damaged I was. He introduced Jake to me, though I seemed to cowar away from him. jake had a sence of evila rund him...Just like Tommy. I was petrified of my boss's best mate. Now that proved it. Shortly after I'd turned seventeen Jack decided I actually needed a better education, sending me off to some school in a corner of America...
<I>It's not the weapon thats dangerous, it's the person behind it</I>

Now I guess your wondering what I look like. OKay, here I go...On my own...Lol. Lets get straight to it. My slender figure stands at five foot seven inches. My face is more of an ovel shape, though my cheek bones refinded. My eyes are midnight blue, with black specks. Seeming to indulge you in the dark depths. My eye lashes are long, black. Showing my need to not wear make up, they highlight my eyes perfectly alone.I look young, like a small child, not the fully grown teenager that I am. My ginger locks cascade down my back in hundreds of perfect curls, i always have a few covering my left eye, hiding most of the left face, trying to hid the scar that ran the whole way down the left side of my body...from being thrown over the clif at such a young age. You pretty much know everything else abour my looks and apperance.

<I>Life goes on...Don't live in the past.</I>
I am currently in school, no longer the crummy paper pusher. I live alone in the apartment as Rhoan lives with his mate Liander. I may decide to settle down some time soon, though i'm npt sure...How can someone with two sides have one soal mate? Thats the question I keep asking myself, Rhoan keeps asking me. ALl I know is I need to get my little butt in gear if I ever want to start a family, my brother found out a month ago that his vampire side has already taken his fertility. Snatched away hsi chances of producing, succesfully breeding...not that he could do that with a male mate anyway...but thats him. I have found out i'm temperarily fertile, after what Talon-a previous mate-had done, the amount of stuff he'd loaded into my system to get me pregnant...Though he failed. Will someone else succed? Or will my willpower get embraced by darkness? WIll my soal be chased by shadows...Will I have to dance with the devil himself? Just to get the one wish I want...? Or will my heart forever faid into darkness?? How am I suppost to know? I'm seventeen...Stressed and have been told basically it's now or never...Though what if this two sided person wanted to have the one soal mate? Is he out there? Or will I turn out with my brother...Going for a she...? I don't know. No one knows the answer to my questions. I'll just have too keep on living to find out... Lets hope I survive that long so I can find out... Or maybe I'll die alone....

I am Simple Failure...Weird name huh? Actually its Nikki Jenson, though i'm known as failure. It was what my mother called me...My old pack called me. My new pack is me, Rhoan and Liander. A pack of three, though the pack size doesn't matter, Liander see's me as a sister just as much as Rhoan does...Though will our secret get out? Will someone discover what I truely am?....... More unanswered questions...The list endless...Will I ever get them all answered???

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[i] [center]Failure-
I called to the wolf within, shifting shape with ease, my clothes disolving within the magic of the transformation...Except part of my underwear..The bra never seems to survive the transformation. I sighed heavilt, padding forward as I subsided my thoughts, focusing on the rute ahead. I didn't want to go to school, my wolf side my prevent me from sucking the humans dry, but for how long for? I worked with a bunch of vampires, my twin and a load of super natural humans...