Chapter 1 Enola

My name wasn't always Enola. No my father named me after my mother and his late mother. My name was Nicole Eva Trumbull. I'm short at only 5 foot 2. I have long blonde hair that hangs to my waist and my almond shape eyes are greenish blue like my father's eyes were, or so my mother told me once. I'm very pale from always being inside or only going out at night. I'm underweight from being malnourished. My father passed away when I was 6 months old. My mother went to the courts and had my name changed to Enola Duck Trumbull. I know right? Dumb ass name but I can't change it till I'm eighteen.

Which is bullshit if you ask me!

She hated me and never wanted me. My father wanted me, but since he's not here and I am. She decided my fate. She has beat him and starved me on more then one occasion. Enola is alone spelled backwards and Duck because she thinks I'm ugly like an ugly duckling. Too bad she doesn't know ugly ducklings turn into beautiful swans!

Today is my seventeenth birthday and what are my plans? Work. Yup, I have to work because Nicole Lydia Trumbull doesn't work and our bills won't pay themselves. And someone has to make sure Nicole has money for her booze because heaven forbid she can't drink herself into an early grave.

My annoying alarm clock blares loudly at me to get up. I hit it seeing it's five a.m. Sheesh I hate the morning shift but it does get me out of school for the entire day so I can't complain too much. I roll out of bed and head for the shower and wash quickly and dress for work. As I head downstairs to the kitchen I hear my mother's voice. I think to myself "What the fuck is she up so early? She's never up before noon!" I go to check on her in the living room. Her new boyfriend Todd the jerk off is here. I stop in my tracks when I hear him say, "Just let me fuck your daughter just once. I just need to feel a tight pussy every once in a blue moon." I gasp. And they both turn to me with shocked expressions. Though my mothers doesn't stay that way before she starts yelling at me. "What are you doing up at this hour?" I shake my head and say in a shocked voice, "I'm always up at this time of day to go to work every Monday and Wednesday. Now why is he asking to do something nasty with me?" I'm now glaring at my mother who just looks away but doesn't answer me. I look at him with disgust and say, "You keep away from me! You're old and gross." Before I can say another word I'm slapped hard by my mother. I cover my cheek and stare at her with wide eyes. "Why" is all I can get out before I hear her demands. " Go to your room and strip. Lay on your bed and await Todd to come to you." I just stare at her with confusion. Did my mother just sale me to her jerk of a boyfriend? I scramble backwards and scream at her. "Fuck no I won't! What the hell is wrong with you?" I glare at them and as he starts to get up I pull my phone out and start to dial. They both stop. Nicole is raging at me, " Put that down now, you little bitch." "Fuck you I'm not an object you can sell, you're the whore of the family, go sell yourself! It's the only thing you're good at!" I yell at her then turn and leave without another word to either of them.

I'm seething with anger as I leave to head to work. I decide to walk fast and take the short cut I never take down the dark alley two blocks down the street. I never take it because there have been some gang bangers there but I'd take my chances tonight. I just wanted to hurry up and get to work. I need to distract myself from what I heard. I knew she never loved me. She always abused me but this was going to far. As I got close to the end of the dark alley I saw an old woman laying on the ground crying.

I walk to her slowly and quietly as to not startle her. I ask in a calm and gentle voice as I slowly placed my hand on her shoulder, "Are you alright miss?" Everything went white then I felt searing heat all over my body. I screamed in pain and agony. I thought I was going to die. Then everything went back to normal. I was flat on my ass panting and sweating profusely. I looked at the old woman and grimaced. She had violet eyes. She was a witch. I glared at her, "Why did you attack me? I was only trying to help you!" I tried to sound brave but it come out squeaky and strained. "I'm so sorry dear it was an accident." She says with a gruff voice not fitting her at all. I look at myself and check myself well. "No harm done. I don't think I'm to hurt so we'll leave it at that and go our separate ways." I say to her. She grips my arm tight, so tight I feel she might actually cut my circulation off. "No dear you'll be transported as soon as you try to stand. So listen carefully, you'll be sent to a town for the supernaturals of this world. They won't be kind to you. Stay alert and trust no one until I can find you again." I say nothing just stare at her for a moment till I find my voice. "Why, what did you do?" She answers me without hesitation, "I summoned you to the King of all the supernaturals. I'm so sorry!" She looks sincere but there's something in her eyes that says this is not what she really means. I go to stand and everything goes black.

I feel nothing!

I see nothing!

I hear nothing!

I am in nothingness!

Then blinding white light I try to cover my eyes with my arms. Noise's slowly filter through the light. I hear a man's voice. "How dare you enter without permission!" It booms all around me. I slowly open my eyes and look around in confusion. Where did the witch go? Where did the alley go? Where am I? Who is this mountain of a man?