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An Ocean Away

Summary:
Twins Ansel and Allegra live very different lives. Ansel lives in Forks, eagerly anticipating the day he will become a werewolf. Allegra lives in Volterra, loving the life of a Volturi guard member. The problem is, they have no idea they're related. Part four in the Twist of Fate series.


Notes:
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5. Ansel: Sick

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Meanwhile, an ocean away...

“See you, Man Floozy,” said Athena as she left the classroom. It was the last period of the day, and I wasn't really paying enough attention to say anything back. It had been two days since I found the baby clothes, and I was still wondering about them. My parents had acted very strange when I asked them. My mom didn't even say anything... and my dad sounded upset.

I shook my head and collected my school work. I had to hurry to the locker room. I knew I had been thinking about the clothes too much. Probably over thinking them, too. It was giving me a really bad headache.

As I pulled off my jeans and stepped into my basketball shorts, my headache got steadily worse. By the time the coach called us onto the court, my entire head was pounding. I tried to shrug it off, and I thought I was doing well with hiding it. I wasn't, obviously. Every time the ball hit the ground, I was rocked by a tremor of pain.

“Black!” yelled Coach Hudson. I cringed. His deep voice echoed loudly all over the gym. “If you're not feeling well, you get the hell off the court. We need you at your best tomorrow!”

I nodded, and jogged back to the locker room. The goodbyes of my teammates were lost as my stomach started to feel unsettled. I didn't even bother to change back into street clothes. I just needed to lie down and sleep.

I floored my car as soon as I got in. I needed to get home. I felt worse as the seconds ticked by.

By the time I got home, my head began to swim. I stumbled into the house. I was so dizzy, I would have fallen right over if my dad didn't catch me by the arm. It was very unlike me. Being the absolutely fantastic athlete I was, I was hardly ever clumsy. His normally burning hot hand felt oddly cool.

“Ansel?” He sounded very concerned. His hand graced my forehead.

“I don't...” I mumbled. The room wouldn't stop spinning, and that combined with the pounding in my head made it hard to even speak.

“Axelle, it's time!” he yelled. He gripped my arm tightly, and pulled me out the front door. I felt my mom's ice fingers on my arm. My stomach churned. They led me into the forest that surrounded our entire house.

“What am I supposed to do?” I gasped. My hair fell into my eyes.

“Ansel, listen to me. This is going to be the most horrifying moment of your life. I'll be there to help you,” said Jack. “Axelle, move.”

She stepped aside, and he ran about thirty feet away. Right before my eyes, he burst into a massive black wolf. I stumbled backwards, shocked. I had never seen my dad in his wolf form. We had always been too busy competing against Axelle and Emmett to do anything. I was hardly even prepared.

Jack looked at my mom, and she nodded. They always shared glances like that. They were so close, it was like they could have a conversation without saying a single word.

“Ansel,” she said quietly.

“What?” I whispered. Anything louder would probably cause my head to explode.

“I need you to stay very calm. I'm here, and your dad is right over there. We will not leave you.”

My hands started to shake violently and my heart beat faster and faster. “Is it happening? Am I changing?” I asked excitedly. My breathing hitched up a notch.

“Yes, Ansel. You a-.”

I didn't hear her finish her sentence. All I heard was the most horrid ripping noise. It felt like my skull split in two. I knew the first time was the worst time, but I had no idea it would be like this. My bones were being stretched, and I was sure they were going to snap. It seemed like in that single second, a million years had gone by.

And then I heard my dad in my head.

Ansel, Ansel, Ansel, can you hear me? thought Jack.

I couldn't figure out how to answer. All the thoughts swimming in my head made me confused. They were a combination of mine, and my fathers. Soon, another voice joined the commotion.

It happened? It was my Grandpa Jacob. He didn't look very much like a grandpa. I knew he tried to let himself age, but every once in a while he had to change. Julie, my grandma, only looked a few years older than him.

Yes, but he's...you know, replied my dad.

I moved and was surprised at just how fast I was. I shot past my mom in less than a second.

Cool! I thought. Despite the whole bone-chilling, brain-throbbing, stomach-churning part of turning for the first time, I was kind of enjoying myself.

I was hyper-aware of everything around me. The smell of the rain in the trees was magnified a hundred percent. There was something... slightly icy about the air, but it wasn't all that unpleasant.

It's because he's been around it so long, thought my dad. The smell is so familiar to him.

There was someone running beside me... my dad. And my mom was on the other side. I looked down at her, and she smiled encouragingly.

We are the strangest family, I thought.

Images flashed through my dad's mind. My mom was human, pregnant. She was huge. There was a motorcycle, and then a hotel in Las Vegas. There were two cribs, two strollers. And in my dads arms, smiling and happy as can be, were two babies.

I stopped running.

Two. There are two. Where is the other one? Is one of those babies me? What happened? I couldn't stop thinking. There were two of us! I knew that was me, but I had no clue who the other baby was!

Ansel, calm down. My grandpa's voice held such a note of authority, I stopped instantly. Explain, Jack.

I'm going to wait for him to phase back... Axelle will want to talk to him about it. Just calm down, Ansel. My dad was trying not to think about the two babies again. Leave, Jacob.

I was still shaking. I looked down at my mom. She was gazing at Jack, a very confused expression on her face. She ran her hands through her long, blond hair. She was worried.

“What's going on?” she asked.

My ran a few feet away, so he was hidden by the trees, and then ran right back to my mom. He was wearing just his jeans.

Just seeing the two of them standing there, and seeing the look of desperation and sadness on my mom's face calmed me down. Jack took her face in her hands and lowered his lips to her ear. He was talking so quietly, even I couldn't hear it.

When she turned to face me, the despair on her face... it was heart-wrenching. Without exactly knowing what happened, I phased back to my human form. Jack produced a pair of jeans and threw them at me. I slipped them on.

“What is going on?” I asked quietly. My hands shook.

My mom sank to the ground. She put her head in her hands. Jack sat next to her, and pulled her into his chest. She looked like she'd be crying if she could.

“Tell,” she whispered.

Jack looked up at me. “You had a twin sister, Ansel.”