Forever Changed

chapter 7

It was a letter to me, from my father! My hands started shaking and my eyes brimmed with tears as I began to read:



Dear Daddy’s Little Girl,

If you are reading this letter then you know that my life has ended, at the hands of your mother. It is supposed to be this way, so no tears. A big part of our family history, which I never told you, is that this is our destiny. I was never supposed to be in love with your mother, she was my mate. The only reason that I was supposed to be with her was for you.

Our family tradition was to have a child and push our mate to kill us, so that our ‘son’ would be able to continue with our family. However, tradition was broken. After doing some digging I found out why you were a girl and not a boy. However, I cannot tell you, but you will find out.

I broke tradition not only having a daughter instead of a son, but I also discovered a way that I may come back. You have to do this Elizabeth you have to bring me back.

By now you should have had some signs of who you are, but you will not learn fully until your time has come. You have to go through the change. The change will come soon, for I have seen the signs already.

You must never give your secret away except to your mate, if you do or if someone else

finds out, then you will have to make the ultimate decision to kill them or die a horrific death. This is your choice. However, if I have broken tradition, then you may have the chance to do the same.

It is important to go into my study to find out what you can about, who you are and more so, of how to bring me back. You possess this power and you will be able to conquer this quest.

The door is hidden just outside your bedroom door. You have to find the button to open it, just like your hidden rooms, Elizabeth.

When you go into the study, there is a book case on the right side of my desk. There is only one black leather bound book on it. This book has everything you need to know. It will give you all the information about who you are and what to do!

One catch, I was wearing a demonic skull ring on my finger, when your mother took my life. I hope, before your mother made

you bury me, that you took that ring off my finger. It is the key to open the book.

The room was to keep your mother out. She wants to change us. I am sorry, but her destiny has been written for her as well as it was for me.

Your mother cannot hurt you and she knows this. You have a protective shield around you, so that no one is able to hurt you. This shield cannot be broken until your destiny arises. Unless, Elizabeth, you can change destiny.

Every one of your grandfathers died just as I have died. I embraced my destiny and I hope that you can understand this. This short letter cannot explain everything that you must have questions for, but my study can.

Do not let your mother find my study, she alone can destroy us! Our generation stops at you, but I believe that you can rewrite our next generation and change everything.

This letter needs to be destroyed, rip it up, throw it in the fireplace, and burn it! If the smoke turns red then you are safe. If it turns white, then you are in grave danger.

Everything happens for a reason, but you are a unique Marcus. I know your secret Elizabeth, and I know how to help you with this secret, how to control it! I can train you! You must bring me back! Everyone must fear you!

Love,Daddy

P.S. Good luck Elizabeth! Hope to see you soon, my beautiful daughter!

I laid the letter down on my table and stared at it with wonderment. I was dumbfounded, sitting there in my room. His destiny, my destiny, and my mother also has her own destiny written. How could this be

determined? I always knew I was different, but I never knew I was this different. My secret? Why should everyone fear me?

At first, I sat there for a long time trying to figure out if this was real, but my father knew I had buried his body, before he was even dead. He knew that I had removed everything from his pockets and he also knew I would take the ring off of his finger. So this all must be true!

I jumped up and quickly ran to my fireplace. I lit a fire and ripped up the letter. I prayed that the letter would burn with red smoke and not white. I knew, if it burned white, I would be in trouble without finding out my secret first!

I watched it burn, I took a step back, and gasped. To my fascination, red smoke came pouring out of the fireplace, into my room. It flowed through my hair and then it wrapped itself around me, as if hugging me. Slowly it circled around me in a playful way. It was teasing me and playing with the necklace around my neck. I couldn’t help it, but I started laughing and dancing around with the red smoke, as if it were rain. I somehow knew that the red smoke was my father!