Title: To Stand Against the Sun

Genre: romance, drama

Rating: M for language, violence, and sexual themes

Pairings: JohanXJudai (spiritshipping); very, very mild ManjoumeXJudai (rivalshipping); other minor pairings

Summary: Judai Yuki was not expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen when he moved to live with his Dad in Copenhagen, Denmark. But this where his life truly begins. There he meets Johan Andersen, a mysterious and captivating student at his new high school. Judai soon discovers that Johan is hiding a secret, after he impossibly saves his life from a van with his super-human strength and speed. Judai is determined to unravel his secret, but the truth is more terrifying than he realized. Johan is a vampire. Any normal person would just keep away from him, but Johan and Judai have fallen passionately and unconditionally in love with each other. And so begins their forbidden relationship between a human and a vampire. But the young lovers soon discover that their troubles are only just about to begin.

Me: All right, you guys!

Lucy: After watching something on youtube dot com, named "Twilight Trailer- Spiritshipping Addition" by Amazement88, Ke-chan and I realized that it would be totally awesome to make a spiritshipping Twilight story!

Me: However, if you haven't read Twilight or it's sequel New Moon, then this is not the fic to read! We are thinking of making a sequel to this, in which it will be based off Eclipse and Breaking Dawn, but just for the moment, this fic will be a fusion of Twilight and New Moon. It is like the story, but with some slight changes to it!

Lucy: We hope you will all enjoy it and won't get angry or confused by the first chapter!

Prologue: Cliff Diving

As soon as I reached the beaches on the cliffs, I wished I hadn't decided to come- I'd already had enough of being in this place. I'd come here all the time, every single day, wandering all alone. Was it truly different then having all those nightmares, where I was alone? But, where else was I going to go? I trudged over to the fallen tree and sat near the end so my foot could be propped up on the snapped root. I stared up at the gray, storming sky, waiting for the first raindrops to fall.

I tried not to think about what type of danger Manjoume and his friends, his "pack", were in. Because nothing would happen to Manjoume. The thought as almost unbearable. I'd lost too much already- I didn't need fate taking away the only thing that took my mind off... him.

The thought seemed unfair, almost cruel.

Was fate truly cruel enough to rip the one thing keeping me sane away? Was fate cruel enough to just take him and wrench him away, like it had done to the one thing that made me think I was alive?

But maybe I deserved this.

Maybe I had crossed some unseen line between the human world and the world of monsters. Maybe I had crossed something that now condemned me. Maybe it was wrong for me to be so involved in myths and legends such as this. Maybe it was wrong for me to be so willing to turn my back on the human world, on my world. Maybe-

No.

Nothing would happen to Manjoume. I had to believe that, or I'd go insane.

"Agh! Dammit!" I groaned, and leaped gracefully, which was very strange for me, off the fallen tree I had been sitting on. I couldn't sit still like I had been doing before. It was worse than pacing back and forth.

I'd been counting on hearing Johan's voice this morning. Or sometime today. It seemed to be the only thing that would make it bearable to keep myself alive today. The hole in my heart had been quelled lately, when I was hanging out with Manjoume, who had become my best friend, but it was getting its revenge whenever I thought of Johan, as I was now. The edges of the hole burned, threatening to grow larger until it consumed all of my body.

The waves at the bottom of the cliff seemed to pick up, as if my mood were controlling them. It seemed that the more uneasy I got, the more they would rage against the rocks.

There was no wind. Despite this, I felt like the pressure of the storm was pressing down on me. Everything swirled in the air around me, but I was untouched; an invisible shield around me. There was a faint electric charge dancing in the "shield" that swelled and grew from me- I could feel the static in my long brown hair.

Farther out in the ocean, the waves were raging. I could see them battering against the edge of the cliffs, scattering thick white clouds of foam into the gray skies. There was still no movement in the air, though the clouds rolled in quickly.

It was eerie- like the clouds were moving of their own will.

I shivered, not from the cold, but from the sight. I knew, though, that it was just a trick of the storm and nothing more. I had nothing to be afraid of out here.

The cliffs were a black blade against the skyline.

Staring at them, I remembered when Manjoume had told me about Ryo Marufuji and his gang, also known as their pack. I thought of those boys- the werewolves- throwing themselves off this very cliff, screaming and whooping as they did turns and spins to impress the others. The image of the falling, spiraling figures was still perfect in my mind. I imagined the utter freedom of the fall. I imagined how Johan's voice would have sounded in my head- furious, beautiful, perfect...

The burning hole in my heart flared so bad that I gave an audible groan.

The pain had been getting harder and harder to work with. When Johan had left, it was like he had punched a hole through my chest, wrapped his cold hand around my heart, and wrenched it out. Doing this obviously hadn't killed me, but whenever I thought of him, it was like wherever he was right now, he was squeezing my heart, and somehow, I was still connected to it enough to feel the pain. It hurt so much. I would have given anything to stop feeling it.

There had to be some way to get rid of this pain. It was growing more and more unbearable with each second. I looked painfully to the cliffs and the surging waves below me.

Well, why not? Why not get rid of the pain right now?

Manjoume had promise to take me cliff diving, right? Just because he wasn't here, should I be forced to give up the one chance I had at distracting the pain that I felt? Should I give up the distraction I needed so badly- even more so because Manjoume was out there risking his life just to make sure that I was safe? If it weren't for me, for my very existence, then Echo wouldn't be here, causing all these problems. She'd be continuing to kill humans, just somewhere far, far away. If anything happened to Manjoume, it would be all my fault. He'd fucking hate me for saying that, but even if he denies it, it's the truth.

That sudden realization was enough to make me consider going back to Manjoume's house, where my truck was and where Manjoume's father was waiting for his sons and their friends to return safely.

I knew my way to the path that was closest to the cliffs, but I had to hunt a bit for the path that would take me out to the ledge. As I followed it, I looked for smaller paths, knowing that Manjoume had wanted me to jump from a much lower ledge instead of the top. But the path wound around the cliff to a path that left me with no options. I didn't have time to find another way down to the much smaller ledges- the storm was coming in quickly now.

The wind was finally beginning to touch me, the clouds pressing closer to the ground, to the sea. Just as I reached where the sand and grass left and turned into stone, the rain started to fall and splatter on my face.

It was hard to convince myself that there wasn't another place to do this. It was even harder to convince myself that I didn't have time to look for another way- I wanted to jump from here.

This was the image that was lingering in my head. I wanted the fall that would feel like flying.

I knew that this was the stupidest, most idiotic thing I had ever done. The thought made me smirk. The pain in my chest, where my heart rested, had started to ease up, as if my body knew that Johan's voice was just moments away...

The ocean below sounded very far away now, much farther than it sounded when I was in the forests. I frowned when I thought of how cold the dark waters below must have been.

But I wasn't going to let that stop me.

The wind blew stronger now, whipping the rain into cyclones around me.

I stepped out onto the ledge, keeping my eyes on the empty space, on the gray and stormy sky before me. My bare feet felt around for me until they caressed the edge of the rock. I drew in a deep breath, filling my lungs with the scent of sea salt and the tastes of the approaching storm, and I held it... waiting.

"Judai."

I smiled and exhaled deeply.

Yeah? I kept my voice inside my head, for fear that the moment I spoke aloud, the illusion would be shattered. He sounded so close, so real. It was only when he was disapproving of my actions that I could hear his voice so clearly, like he was right behind me- the beautiful texture and very musical tone that made up the most perfect voice in the world.

"Don't do this," he pleaded.

Why? You said you wanted me to be human, I reminded him, my voice still in my head. Well, watch me be human.

"Please. For me?"

But you won't be with me any other way, Johan. I have to.

"Please." His voice was just a whisper, a breath, on the billowing rain around me. The rain tossed my brown hair and drenched my clothes- my red T shirt and my black jeans- making me as wet as if I were jumping for the second time today.

I rolled up until I was on the balls of my feet.

"No, Judai!" He was angry now, and the anger in his voice was so lovely.

I smiled softly and raised my arms straight out at my sides, lifting my face to the skies, to the rain. But I was too use to swimming in pools all my life, so I knew I wasn't going to end up getting the dive that I wanted. I was going to plunge in pencil-style; feet first. I leaned forward, crouching to get more of a a spring...

And I flung myself off the cliff.

I screamed loudly as I dropped like a lead weight through the open air, but it was a scream of excitement and freedom, not one of fear. The wind resisted my light weight, pushing against me as if trying to force me up. However, as light as I was, I was too heavy for the wind. The wind pushed against me, putting me into spirals as I went sailing towards the earth.

I sliced through the black water moments later. It was icy, colder than I'd imagined, and yet the chill only added to the adrenaline that surged though my very being.

I was proud of myself as I plunged deeper into the freezing black ocean. I hadn't experienced one moment of terror- just pure and unfiltered adrenaline. Really, the fall wasn't scary at all. Manjoume had made it sound much worse than it actually was. Where was the challenged behind it all, huh?

That was when I was caught by the current.

I'd been so busy thinking about the size of the cliff, by the height and obvious danger; that I hadn't worried about the cold, dark water waiting to recieve me down below it all. I never dreamed that the true menace, the thing I should have been afraid of all along, was lurking so far below me, under the surging surf above.

It felt like all the waves were fighting over me, jerking me back and forth, left and right, as if determined to share by yanking me into many little pieces. I knew the right way to avoid fighting currents; riptides, I believe Manjoume called them; as to swim parallel to the shore instead of trying to struggle and get to the beaches. But that knowledge did me little good, since I had no idea where the shore was. It was much too black, as if I was trapped in the night sky, void of the moon and any stars.

Gravity was all-powerful when it came to fighting the air; it would always win. But gravity had nothing on the waves; the waves were their own masters. I couldn't fell myself sinking or even being pulled downward. I could just feel the waves yanking at me and tugging me around, still trying to fight over me.

I fought to keep the last amount of oxygen in me, to keep my lips closed to store my air.

It didn't shock me that my illusion of Johan was there. He owed me that much, considering that I was dying right now. I was shocked by how I had aknowledged that. I was going to drown. No. I was drowning.

"Keeping swimming, Judai!" Johan begged urgently in my mind.

Where? I wondered. There was no where to go. Nothing but the unending darkness around me. There was no place for me to swim to, even if I did want to continue doing so.

"Stop that right now!" Johan demanded. "Don't you dare give up!"

The coldness of the water had frozen me and was numbing my arms and legs. I couldn't even tell if I was flailing anymore. I couldn't even feel the agonizing pain that my weak lungs had felt from the lack of new oxygen. It was just a slight dizziness now, a helpless and pointless swirling in the current.

But, I listened to him. I forced my legs, even if I couldn't fell them, to continue kicking, my arms to continue reaching for something, anything, even if every second, I was getting turned in a new direction. Where was up? Where was down? What I was doing, this... worthless attempt, it wasn't doing me any good. What was the point of it all?

"Fight it!" Johan yelled. "Damn it, Judai, keep fighting!"

Why?

I didn't want to fight anymore. I didn't want Johan to continue calling for me, to continue telling me to keep fighting it. I didn't want to think at all anymore. It wasn't the dizziness, or the cold, or the failure of my arms and legs as they gave in to the numbness and exhaustion, that made me happy to stay right where I was. I was almost happy that this was all over. This was an easier death that all the countless others that I had almost faced. It was strangely peaceful.

I thought a moment on the cliches I had often spoke about with my friends, about how you were supposed to see your whole entire life flash before your eyes just before you passed on. I considered myself lucky. I didn't want to remember.

I saw him, and I had no more will to keep fighting. It was so clear, so much more defined than any of the images, any of the memories, I had kept of him since he left. My mind had stored Johan away in flawless detail, saving him for my final moment. I could see his facem the shape of his lips, the line of his jaw, the emerald and gold glint in his furious, yet pained, eyes. He was angry, naturally, and I expected no less, that I was giving up on life so easily. His teeth were clenched.

"No! Judai, no! You can't!"

My ears were flooded and blocked by the cold currents, but his voice was cleared than ever. Much clearer than all the other times I had heard him since he left. I ignored his words and just focused on the sound of his voice. Why would I continue to fight when I was happy here? Even as my lungs still burned, dully, for air, and my legs and arms cramped in the icy sea, I was content. I'd forgotten what real happiness was until this very moment had started.

Happiness. The mere thought of it. It made the whole 'I'm dying' thing pretty durable.

The current won in that moment, shoving me violently against something hard; a rock or the edge of the cliff, invisible in the gloom of the sea. It hit me square in the chest, slamming into me like a crowbar, and the breath whoosed out of me, escaping into a thick cloud of white bubbles and vanished into the blackness.

Water flooded down my throat and filled my lungs, choking me. My throat burned, and my lungs screamed with pain. The crowbar or whatever I had hit moments ago seemed to be dragging me away from Johan's imagine. He reached for me and gave an inaudible shout, though my the way his mouth moved, I imagined he had shouted my name. I was dragged deeper and deeper to the ocean floor.

Goodbye, Johan. I love you, was the last thought to cross my mind.

Me: Oh no! Judai! You can't give up, the damn story ain't even started yet!

Judai: I know that, but you're the one who made me do a Bella move! And you're the one who made me be Bella!

Me: So?

Judai: Well, she jumped off the cliff in the damn book, so so do I! You wanna complain about it, then talk to Stephenie Meyer! I'm just doin' what you friggen' made me do! Though Johan's gonna get pissed and go all suicidal on me now!

Me: -grumbles-

Lucy: Anyway, thank you all, and we hope to get the beginning to the story, which starts about a year before this prologue even began, up and running soon! However, in the mean time, this is the cast list of those replacing the characters from Twilight and New Moon!

Edward Cullen- Johan Andersen

Bella Swan- Judai Yuki

Charlie Swan- Nerigon Yuki

Carlisle Cullen- Joshua Andersen

Esme Cullen- Andrea Andersen

Alice Cullen- Alice Andersen

Jasper Hale- Fubuki Tenjoin

Rosalie Hale- Asuka Tenjoin

Emmet Cullen- Jim Cook

James- Amon Garam

Victoria- Echo

Laurent- Kouji Satou

Jacob Black- Jun Manjoume

Renee Dwyre- Lilith Yuki

Aro Volturi- Samejima

Caius Volturi- Chronos de Medici

Marcus Volturi- Giese Trapper

Jane- Yubel

Felix- Kagurazaki (AKA Demitiri in the English Dub)

Demetri- Daichi

Alec- Martin Konou

Heidi- Younger-looking Tome-san

Sam Uley- Ryo Marufuji

Jared- Chosaku Manjoume

Paul- Shoji Manjoume

Embry- Edo Phoenix

Quil/Emily- Shou Marufuji (You'll see. He's a fusion character)

Bella's Friends- Rei Saotome, Junko Makita, Momoe Hamaguchi, Hayato Maeda, and Tyranno Kenzan.

Me: All right! We are very worried about this fic as well, since we are worried that it's not gonna be very good! However, the next chapter, chap one, will be revolved around the beginning of Twilight, a year before this chapter, this prologue, takes place. We hope we do not confuse anyone here with this.

Lucy: Please review nicely, we are very worried about this story being good! And we wanted to do it since that video inspired us! Please no flames, we hope the story will be good and note a total copy of Twilight or New Moon. We're going to add our own spins and stuff to it to make it a bit different than the books/movies!

Me: Please enjoy it, you guys! This is a story dedicated to all my dear readers!

Lucy: Please do not flame! We are incredibly worried about the outcome of this story, and we hope it's going to be as good as we hope it will be, and we hope our readers will like it!