synopsis

In which a reincarnated cheeky teenager messes up the canon plot.

disclaimer

Twilight and all the all the recognizable characters in it belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I own nothing but my OC.Hope you like this story.

Him?

He is all shades of black and white and grey.

To complete him, Bella, you don't give him your soul.

You try to give him colors.

preface

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Have you ever wished to be a part of any fictional world? Or ever desired to relive the fabulous moments of the very same fiction while simultaneously getting involved with the main characters?

The ridiculousness of these questions is so obvious.

Of course you have. It comes as a part of being a reader, a fan, a devoted follower.

To clarify, even though I am a book worm at heart, I neither wished nor desired to be a part of any fictional world that may be there. I was blank and boring and unimaginative like that. Regardless, the universe plucked me out of many, many souls to shove into a world that should not exist.

When you think Twilight - like the books - what pictures or emotions rush into your mind? Mine is filled with agony and anger. I hate it. But as the bastards would have it, I am stuck in it.

Oh yes, you read it right. That universe, of all places. Being stuck into Harry Potter would have been much better. Even as a mere muggle. But Twilight?

I mean, what is the purpose of being stuffed into this fictional world? This world is bland when you're not Bella freaking Swan. She gets all the fun and charming luck whilst the rest are scattered around with untold stories and no purposeful lives.

That's what polluted my mind at the beginning years. Still, as I got more acquainted to my situation, at least one positive thing came out of this reincarnation mess. A family.

Not only was I finally bestowed with a family to call my own, but along with them, I got so much more that I ever bargained and was prepared for.

Call it the possible deities above blessing you with extreme luck, or just... whatever that floats your boat.

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Ellis spent the entirety of her short life in an orphanage.

Her younger years were mostly drowned in bitterness. Bitterness over the fact that she had no idea about her parents or even the slightest clue of them being alive or six feet under. If by chance, they were alive, then why would they abandon her in the first place? Did they not want her?

Ellis couldn't recall having any mental or physical disability or disfigurement. In herself, she saw no fault. Maybe they had personal reasons to back up their decision. Whenever Ellis would bring the question of her parents to the orphanage's workers, they'd shush her with a pitiful smile and a piece of candy. It wasn't as if they did that with every child. Penny knew her mother had given her up willingly. Thomas was well aware of his parents' death. Even Joana, many years younger than her, knew explicitly well of her parents' whereabouts. Why was Ellis the sad exception?

Turns out, pondering over those thoughts unknowingly turned her childhood into grey, and morphed her into a wistful girl. As far as her memory served, Ellis had been a loner because of the very reason. She ignored other children, and they returned the favor. Even in the school, she wasn't bullied or made fun of or anything. Just simply ignored.

She guessed that's what made her an outcast. But could she be blamed? No.

Loneliness took all the blame because that's what it did - it brought out the worst and dark in her. She had no desire for a steady future. No dreams to dream. No one to be close to.

Being a pessimist, Ellis knew that her death was going to be lonely and cold and inevitable. With so much regret and sadness concealed within her, and also with the crushed hopes of a better and fulfilling life. But she had not anticipated her death that soon.

Shock was the exact word she'd use when she found herself dead in one place, and seconds after that, reborn into another. But it wasn't as baffling as finding out about her new family. Her new, totally abnormal family.

And, no, she wasn't born into the species of animals - as laughable as that would've been.

But a family from a whole different dimension and a whole different time.

"Helen?"

"We are not naming our daughter after your mother."

"But we did the same for Bella. We named her after your mother."

Uncomfortable in her new body, Ellis tried to pry her eyes open, but to no avail, it turned out painful than she expected. She settled with a whimper - which her possible mother took as another reaction.

"That was different, she took it as her middle name. Even our baby doesn't agree."

"Then you decide," came an equally frustrated, yet amused response from the man who was her presumed father.

"How about something like," her mother began gleefully. "Like Amber... or Amberine! Sophisticated enough, hm?"

"That's actually a good one," Ellis - now officially named Amberine - could hear the satisfaction in her new father's tone. "What about the middle name?"

"Helen," her mother giggled. "Amberine Helen Swan."

Something tugged at the corner of her mind, but she ignored the itchy feeling, probably considering the familiarity of her last name as mere coincidence.

At the very moment, the only thing swirling around her mind was astonishment and excitement and possibilities. So many glorious possibilities.

That was before she actually found out about the screwed up situation she had been taken into.

She wasn't reborn into a normal world or a normal family for that matter, but actually in the fictional, screwed up world of supernatural book series called Twilight.

Not to mention she had all memories from past life still intact with her. Amberine deemed it to be more of a curse than blessing. To be stuck in a crappy supernatural world where vampire fairies and unicorns ran around. It wasn't fun, okay.

In her past life, Twilight had been one of the many books that she'd the chance and misfortune to read. Back then, reading was her only passion and solace. The workers in orphanage wouldn't forget to keep her stocked with books of all sorts, each one worn out and passed down from others. The workers probably thought that it was the least they could do for the poor little girl since books were the only thing that could draw out any positive response from her.

She was fifteen when her interest first fell on the book. As the book progressed, she found it to be bloody horrendous.

The plot wasn't much interesting as it had no specific direction or meaning. It centered around a teenage girl and a century year old vampire falling in love, followed by the so called deadly consequences they faced. The main character, Bella Swan was a back-boneless heroine salivating over a control freak rabbit eater. Their love story wasn't epic or anything remotely close to many swooning fans' labeling.

The love they shared revolved around obsession and infatuation. For Edward Cullen, it was the obsession for Bella's blood, and as for Bella Swan, it was about the infatuation for Edward's inhuman beauty. Amberine lost the count of times Bella had drooled disgustingly over his physical appearance. She would rather choke herself than again go through the torture that were the lines in which Bella Swan dreamily described Edward Cullen's beauty like she were some poet reciting their masterpiece of a poem.

Yes, truly bloody horrendous.

Despite her dislike for them, Ellis did continue the series. Only for curiosity and rest of the characters.

She didn't have any problems with others; the humans, vampires, wolves. Not even the Volturi. They were actually quite interesting. Sure they came off as power craving bad guys on immortal crack, but also the only vampires keeping an eye on their kind to make sure that others were tamed enough to never expose themselves, or act recklessly around humans. No matter how much evil the book portrayed them to be, Ellis couldn't imagine what it would have been if the Volturi didn't exist.

One thing would be for certain, the other vampires would simply go nuts, freely roaming around killing and feeding on humans without a care or restriction from anyone.

So no, even the most evil weren't the ones getting on her nerves. Only Bella and Edward had the tendency to do that. Imagine her shock when one of them turned out to be her family member in her new life.

She was miraculously reborn as the youngest daughter of Charlie and Renée Swan. Just an year younger than her older sister Isabella, or Bella, as she preferred to call herself.

At first, Amberine believed this entire reincarnation thing to be a curse. Who wouldn't?

That was until she found out the wonders of having a real family. Her mother, usually childlike and flighty, would shower Amberine with all the affection in the world. Her dad was pretty cool. Awkward, yes, but devoted.

She was the youngest child in the family and honestly, it was flattering and touching to get all the attention. And being reborn as Bella's baby sister, her views gradually started to change for good about her new sibling.

Amberine often imagined that she would grow up disliking her older sister and holding grudges against her simply because of her personality. But as time flew by, Bella turned out to be an unexpected friend and an older sister for her to rely on. Slowly but surely, Amberine learned to overlook Bella's flaws and mistakes and even her personality. She instead indulged in a comfortable relationship with her sister.

Their affection heavily influenced Amberine's new personality. She began her new life as a bubbly child. For the first five years of her second life, Amberine got enough to be satisfied with. To say that she was shocked when her parents divorced when she was the age of five, would be an understatement. She knew that, in the books - the canon, Amberine-free world - they were supposed to divorce when Bella was three months old, but they didn't. This had led her to stupidly believe that her parents were not going to separate, at all.

But boy was she dead wrong... After the divorce, when she moved to Arizona along with her mother and sister, Amberine had an easy time fitting in with other people around her physical age simply because her new personality entirely contrasted her previous life's one. Charisma came naturally to her, and she was physically qualified enough to be labeled as a cute kid.

Being mentally older than her most peers of the same physical age, Amberine was smarter than the rest in a few ways. She didn't make an extreme show of her hidden intelligence, not intent on making anyone suspicious, especially not her mom.

Renée Swan could be callow at times but she was observant enough. Especially being a Kindergarten teacher, she was bound to notice the differences between average children and her own daughter. Even if Amberine had to be cautious, that didn't mean she needed to act downright inadequate. Her grades were still brilliant, and her participation and contribution in their school's extra curricular activities was almost constant. She had even tried at sports, but failed miserably. It turned out, she was too clumsy. But not as bad as her sister, though. Nobody was as bad as her sister, who miraculously tripped over thin air like a pro.

The two sisters had remarkably clashing personalities. Whereas Amberine was extroverted and liked socializing, Bella was the exact definition of a wallflower. Their togetherness did not influence their characters like the younger one hoped. From the very start, Amberine had wanted to bring her anti-social sister out of her hard shell. As her life as Ellis, she knew what it felt like to be a social pariah and unaccepted. Their mother was encouraging and supportive, letting Amberine drag Bella to parties and beaches and new places, but the task turned out nearly impossible.

Bella considered herself the only mature one in the house with the duty to take care of her mother and sister and the world. Amberine didn't object though, knowing that her sister wasn't going to listen to her at any cost. It was funny, being supervised by someone mentally younger than her. Annoying at times too, when Bella made decisions for her.

For several reasons, she was grateful that she didn't grow up to be like Bella. She had already been that girl in her past life and she didn't think she could handle being Ellis any time soon in that very century.

The only thing Amberine and Ellis had in common was their physical appearance that had not altered in the reincarnation process.

Her appearance was nothing special really. Whereas her family members had the same dark hair and dark eyes thing going, Amberine was more of a fair beauty. She would claim herself pretty enough, but not so astoundingly gorgeous like those golden models from renowned summer magazines her mother was obsessed with. She was average looking.

Her family often made comments about how she took after summer season, with sun bleached hair, pristine eyes that were reflection of clear blue morning sky, her body drenched in the smell of crisp summer wind and sun block lotion.

Her blue eyes were owl-like and unblinking and too big for her face, yet always half hidden by her choppy, curly bangs. Her nose was a small button one which provoke people to gush and coo and pinch it lovingly because apparently, it was just too much adorable to be left alone. All that over a nose. Other than that, the rest of her facial features were actually plain. Her lips were thin and tinted cherry red but mostly chapped. Her hair teetered between the edge of golden and red. Mostly golden. It was the only feature she could deem special in comparison to the rest, even though she sometimes wanted to rip out her thick mane and sell it.

Her pale skin tone was one of the few features she shared common with her family. Though presently, her mother's previously pale skin was layered with soft tan as a result of generously soaking up the ruthless Phoenix sun, and Bella's skin was just a little more rosy than hers seeing how it was perpetually tinted with a blush.

Amberine sometimes wondered whether her parents suspected the possibility of their actual baby being replaced with herself since the hereditary resemblance was uncanny. Her and Bella had always made jokes and unbelievable assumptions about that.

Meeting new people who wouldn't take them as sisters because they looked so different, Amberine would sigh and lie and tell that she was adopted. Bella would back her up with the lie. They all would believe until realizing that the Swan sisters were being cheeky liars.

The another thing she had similar with Bella was her physcial build. They had slender bodies deprived of voluptuous curves. However, Amberine was a few inches taller than her sister and reveled in it.

Their sense of dressing was also individually discrete. Whereas Bella had no qualms about what she wore and settled with jeans, plain tops and anything comfortable, Amberine made sure to dress good. Her style was much more feminine compared to her sister's and her wardrobe was dominated by pastel colors - mostly soft pinks and baby blues.

Skilled in arts and crafts, Amberine often took it upon herself to personalize her own clothes to her liking. She scoured thrift stores and vintage shops in the quest to find old clothes she could modify. She liked how it was cheaper than actually shopping for beautiful branded clothing that cost more than she could afford.

She was actually very hesitant when it came to wasting away money. Their family only spent sufficient amount to cover up necessary expenses. Bella and her had monthly allowances and they did small jobs together, like helping in the neighborhood, especially with babysitting and tutoring. Amberine even waited tables at the local diner, which helped her an awful lot to manage her expenses. The money wasn't much, but it was better than nothing.

Their lives was comfortable, and Amberine wished for no more. Everything was quite fulfilling. And then their mom brought Phil Dawyer into their lives.

He was the new boyfriend of their mom, younger than her, but it didn't matter as they suited eachother just fine.

Amberine couldn't have been more happier when she found out about her mom and Phil's engagement. It was inevitable, as they had dated for years and could endure eachother perfectly well and partially because it was fated to happen in the books. But the blonde was also saddened, knowing her dad would be heartbroken. Despite years of separation, he still had unresolved feelings for her mom lingering somewhere.

Amberine also knew that the inevitable was approaching soon. Too soon for her liking.

Forks and all the supernatural crap.

Bella openly detested Forks, Amberine didn't. Even though the constantly freezing weather gifted her with frequent common colds and minor sickness, she loved the town. It was no secret how much she preferred the rainy small town to Cali.

When Bella turned thirteen, she had practically forced her younger sister to stop with the Forks visits they did every summer. She, of course, bluntly refused Bella and continued. Since their dad wanted to spend time with both of them, he made a routine to spend every two weeks of summer in sunny Arizona. And since Amberine loved Forks too much, she would then spend rest of the holiday with her dad in Forks.

This time, their stay was going to be much longer.

The blonde teen was delighted and frightened at the same time. Primarily worried about her sister's potential future which included supernatural creatures. Ever since she figured out about being stuck into this paper world, Amberine had vehemently anticipated this.

A protective part of her wanted to lock Bella somewhere far away where the name of Edward Cullen couldn't even reach her ears, but another caring part of her wanted her sister's happiness more than anything, even if it laid with the very same douchebag. But she knew that her internal debate was useless.

Bella and Edward were soulmates, she couldn't keep them apart even if she tried with her life, but she could use precautions on keeping Bella safe in Forks from the knowledge she had acquired from reading all the Twilight books. For instance, Amberine could easily stop the baseball incident from happening which would prevent James from finding out about Bella or hunting her down.

Also, she could avoid the paper cut accident on Bella's eighteenth birthday party from happening too, and save her sister from a lot of heart break over the months that would follow after Edward leaving her. And poor Jacob wouldn't be led on or have his werewolf-y heart broken.

Amber believed that from that way, there would be least chances of the Volturi being aware of Bella and her knowledge about the existence of vampires. And if the James incident wouldn't happen, then she was pretty freaking sure about Victoria not coming back seeking revenge on the love birds with her mini new born army. Oh, and Laurent won't be ripped to pieces and burned by the wolves.

Why did she care? Please, she wasn't slightest bit worried about Laurent's well-being. She only wanted the Denali girl to be less of a bitch to Bella and the pack if precious Laurent wouldn't burn into ashes.

The plan sounded perfect. No, more than that. With her knowledge, Amberine could prevent those horrible events from ever happening and save everybody's asses from all the trouble and unnecessary drama that was destined to take place... All she needed to do, was manipulations and a lot of scheming.

Maybe. Just maybe, that's what the vampires, werewolves, and humans in Forks needed too?

A little enlightening guidance from Amberine Swan.