Behind the mask, Under the truth

Part 1: Discovering

Chapter 1

What's under the mask of invisibility

Behind the mask I had worked so hard to spin, was another layer of lies. Layers of lies made up me, a lie girl! The only person I had truly trusted in the past 13 years of my pathetic poor life was my angel like perfect brother Jace. Until he decided to play bad little boy and ran away. Jace, a pretty normal name unlike mine， my given birth name had been Ellqwinswa Isaellena Clea. It was some unusual name, even for a water child, a vamprye. My Chinese-American mother re-married a few years ago, to a Chinese man. I changed my name to Ella. The name owns part of my past, but the new me burns even more brightly. Father was Italian, and died just after I was born, before I even got to know him. Jace, being three years older than me, knows him better, and missed him a whole lot more. Jace and I were half-bloods, not normal kind like Italian and Chinese (Talk about that, Jace looked every bit like a pure blooded Italian while I looked like both, perhaps a little more Chinese, which was why I had to dye my hair and wear contacts to look normal when Jace just go swing off the web. But Jace and I never looked normal, we are freakishly perfect looking, one of the many advantages of being a vamprye.), half-blood, as in half vamprye and half Nixie (water faeries). A just perfect mixture, we could breath in water (although breathing was unnecessary after our 16th birthday), and we got to live forever (well, unless you choose to age slowly instead of freeze in time on your 16th birthday). Let me re-define vamprye here, the vampryes were different from vampires. We did not fear for the things vampires fear, accentually, I enjoyed sunlight very much. We are fast with awesome eye sight and sense of hearing and smelling. We were good looking (I thought I stated that already), and the best of all, each of us owns cool powers, sometimes even more than one! Vampires can be made, but vamprye was something you were born of. But all of that happened AFTER you were 16. In the first 16 years of our life, we were slowly developing our skills and powers. On your 16th birthday, you got to choose to age slowly (very slowly), or not age at all.

But one thing separated us from human political. We were warriors, born to protect the world, and for that, our whole life is a risk.