• I woke up sweating and shivering in my bed. I had had that dream again. Every night I have been having this same dream ever since the accident 10 years ago.
    I was trying to remember who killed my mom ,but for some reason I didn't want to remember. My mind knew who killed my mom but as i tried to
    see the picture in my mind it would always blur when I was so close to seeing.
    My mom had been murdered 10 years ago which I call the "accident", when I was 6 years old. The world I live in is a world of
    creatures with unhuman powers, and I am one of those creatures, so was my mom, dad and grandma.
    My dad went on a journey 5 years ago with the SRDSC (Society Reaserch Development of Supernatural Creatures)
    which is a group who studies the creatures like me (even though he is one). My dad is a demon that was born from the dragon god.
    The dragon god is the controller of all the dragons in our world and is very strong and when you are born from a god you are gifted one of those creatures.
    So my dad was given knight. The dragon gods apprentice who was to take his place when he died. So my dad is like a king in our world.
    My mom was a goddess born from the wolf god. The wolf god is a trustworthy friend of the dragon god and also very strong. My mom was amazingly gifted with
    the wolf gods daughter named luna, so my mom was like a queen in our world. So when my parents gave birth to me I was gifted with my dads
    drogon and my moms wolf, Knight and Luna. Every parent knew that when they gave birth to their child their partner and best friend would
    be handed over to them. It is very rare for people of our world to be gifted with a power,and very unusuall for two adults (goddess or demon)
    that were gifted to give birth to a child. So you could say that im special but not much people know that im special except for my grandma
    and my dad, also his reaserch group.
    Then two soft knocks on my bedroom door inturupted me of my mental reveiwing of our world in my confused head.
    "Yuna,it's time to get up darling." My grandmother said through the door.
    "Yeah grandma im getting up right now."
    "Okay,I made you your favorite blueberry pancakes for your first day of training."
    "Thanks grandma, i'll be down in a minute."
    "Alright, honey."
    I always loved how grandma would call me honey or darling because it made me fell as if I had a mother again.
    I got up and took a nice hot shower
    and pulled on some comffy black shorts and a blue tank top with my favorite laced cork sandles. Which didn't go really got with the desciption
    of how humans said we dressed.
    Ok I know that when I say "our world" its just something me and my grandma came up with because since we're different we should take pride and stuff and not call
    it stuff like "mans created world". Other than that we are pretty simaler to humans.
    We dress alike and we don't stand out that much.
    Soon I could smell the blueberry pancakes seeping through my door and grabbed my sword
    for my first day of training since last year. As I practicly ran down the stairs I could feel a new presscence in the house and my stomache
    twisted in a weird way and I didn't feel so hungry anymore.
    When I peered around the corner I saw two men sitting at our table eating the blueberry pancakes grandma had made.
    As I entered the room the people turned around and were very old looking.
    And then I knew. Grandma had been saying that one day
    I would have to go away somewhere where I could get better training.
    My grandma looked up and smiled but once she saw my face
    her smile faded.