The air smells musty and I can feel sheets on top of me. There is a smell of roses in the air and the room seems to be dark. As I reach up to see if I'm blindfolded, there are zip-ties around my wrists. I go to stand up and there is a rope around my ankles. Great I'm fucking tied up, god knows where by my psychotic mother. I clear my throat to try to get someone's attention as well as it feels as dry as the Savannah river. There is no answer so try to talk but my tongue is stuck to the top of my mouth. I need water and I need some food. My stomach rumbles loudly. I try to adjust to see if I can grab the blindfold but my hand can only come up a little. I'm either tied to my ankles or something else. A door creeks somewhere off to the right side of me. I can hear no footsteps but I feel a gust of wind hit the back of my neck. "Looks who is finally up." My mother's voice sounds chipper and it just pisses me off. She snaps her fingers and I can feel hands on me. Their rough hands are definitely a man and he isn't nice about taking off the rope and blindfold. The room is blurry and my eyes try to adjust to the poorly lit room. There is on lamp in the corner and my mother sitting on a wooden chair across from me. "You know this is kidnapping and I'm sure once Dad finds out that you did it he will come find me and you. then you will go to jail." I say trying to sound threatening. "Well, aren't you a feisty one when you just woke up? Look darling I had to do something. your friends were just going to keep you weak and I can't have you weak." She says. I scoff at her because she doesn't know shit about my friends or how strong I am. "Who the fuck are you to come and tell me I'm weak. I'm not weak and my friends would have protected me." She interrupts me, "No honey you are weak because they don't know what you are and they don't want to give in supporting you. You are a threat to them and their kind." I go to say something and she puts her hand up and continues. "You are my daughter and I'm not going to let you lose this war without knowing exactly what you're up against. So, I took you without your willingness because I knew that if I didn't get you away from your friends they would have seen me as a threat and would have thought they could have protected you, but they would have died, you would have died and the other party would have done it with a breeze. " I wait to see if she is going to continue. when she doesn't I start to speak with hatred tinted in my voice. "What do you mean war? You also don't know what my friends are capable of. She laughs hard and pulls a box out with files. she starts to speak, "Damian is the son of Lucifer. He is capable of healing you. He also has the strength to kick 100 men's asses without breaking a sweat. He can fly, and teleport and he also knows how to set people on fire. Clarissa is a reaper she kills people with one touch. She is an MMA fighter and can easily take down anyone with one look in the eye. Feya is the universe she can manipulate people into whatever she wants them to feel. She also can kick ass with knives. She has wings but can't stay in flight for long. Ezikel is a soldier of God himself. He has the strength of a million men and can fight with a breeze. He is also capable of flight and making people tell him whatever information he wants. He also is great with knives, axes, bows, guns, etc. Valentine is a demon who makes deals and collects bad people's souls. He also can get whatever he wants from humans' desires. Candy is a vampire. I turned her and she has been keeping a close eye on you this whole time. she is my friend and companion."

The room starts to spin as the door opens and I see Candy in the doorway. "Aw sugar, I'm sorry you had to find out this way but your friend Ezikel was on to me and I just didn't want to let them figure out the plan. I also let your mom know that your friends weren't going to let anyone around you," she says in what I'm assuming is the best sweet voice she can muster up. I honestly don't know what to say. I look down at my feet and the tears start to come out. I don't want to cry and show them my weakness but I don't know what to do. My world is pretty much fucked now and I can't do anything but do whatever these people tell me. Finally, I look at my mother and ask, "What's your plan then, huh? keep me here well you guys fight the war. let my friends die. Possibly lose other people who are close to me. What is your big plan Mother?" She looks at me and gets up from her chair she is in my face in a matter of moments. "Show me what you got," she says inches from my face. She snips the sip-ties and I get up and swing. she moves out of the way. I move faster and swing again i is again. I keep trying and I haven't even laid a hand on her. I stop and take a deep breath. I dig deep down into my soul. I can see my soul a bright blue soul. My hands move to the center of my chest and I feel my feet lifting off the ground and my arms open to the side of me. it feels as if a trillion vaults of electricity is moving through my body. I can hear my mother say something but I can't make anything out over the buzzing in my ear.

when my feet finally touch the ground and my hands come back to my chest I open my eyes. I can see my mom and Candy but their souls too. They are a deep red and all of a sudden my mom moves her hand in a gesture to come at her now. My legs move off the ground and I am in her face without even truly moving my feet. She swings and hits me in the face. it fucking stings but my soul makes me get up faster. My fist collides with my mother's lip and she falls back a little and when she uprits herself she is smiling. "They're my little fighter." She says proudly. We go at it for another hour until her eye is black, my lip is busted and my eyebrow is cut. I start to breathe and let my soul rest. I detach from her and let myself relax. When I see that she is resting I open my eyes slowly. "How did I do that?" I ask my mother. "You are a Guardian of all realms of souls. Which means heaven, hell, and earth. Well, anything that has a soul." How do you know this?"

"Let us make a deal. every time you can complete training I'll tell you more information, but you have to work for it. No more crying and no more giving up. Your dad didn't raise you to be a quieter and I sure didn't want you to be one either."

"Okay deal. how long are we training for?"

"For a three months or more if you can't get in tune with all your abilities, but I know you can especially with you just jumping in and handling yourself like a fucking boss"

"You were kicking my ass, and I could hear her calling out to me."

"it's not her it's you. You are calling to yourself to protect yourself."

I finally realize that I am a whole person. This is my soul and I have a lot more to learn about me. I am getting up and my mom hands me my phone and says, "You can make one call and it has to be your dad, and tell him it's time"