"We are human, but we are not. We are vampire, but we are not. We are more, not less. We started out as few, now we are blessed." When a surprising group of vampires show up at school, what will happen? What threat will they face along with the new breed? Who appears out of someone's past to cause harm? What other crazy things will unfold? All characters from the Twilight Saga belongs to Stephenie Meyer All characters from the Percy Jackson series belongs to Rick Riordan All characters from TMI belong to Cassandra Clare Cover Credit goes to: Lovely_Recovery, please go and give her a follow shes amazing! All new characters are mine and you must ask to use them and give me some credit Thanks This is also my first story so I'm sorry if its terrible

Hope, a sixteen year old girl, is having to move to another state for her dad whom is in the airforce. What will she find out about this new town?

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.