Have you ever felt like you don't belong somewhere? Like just because you're not like everyone else that you're a bad person? I have. My name is Emmalyn Elizabeth Blackwell and this is the story of me and the story of my people, but first here is a brief history on my city. Moonlit City is two cities. The surface world and the underground. The undergrounds were built in the 1800s because when humans arrived they took our land, so my 5 times great grandfather chose one family to rule the surface then retreated to the underground. For years monsters couldn't leave the undergrounds freely but in 1982 Midnight Academy which was the first ever school for both humans and monsters alike. After it was created it revealed our existence to the human world. My mother recalls walking to school and getting eggs thrown at her. She still kept her chin up high and marched into that school with grace and dignity. Not just monsters were effected. Human children were being disowned for falling for monsters, or for going to school against their parents wishes. The undergrounds opened their doors to these children and they became adults who became advocates. Some humans are in our congress system, and council system. In the underground there is no hatred to humans, and no disrespect to humans. The surface world is different though or it was until one hate crime occurred. The death of Mr. Okamī a werewolf representative. Mr. Okamī was a sweet warm hearted man. He was the alpha werewolf of all the ones in the underground so he was naturally elected to represent them. He was hard working, and protective of his family. He had 2 sons, 3 daughters, a happy marriage, and a house that's one of their own. After a human and monster meeting he had to attend he went to a shop to pick up gifts for his 4 children and at the time pregnant wife. He walked out of the shop and let him guard down for two seconds and that's when it happened. He was kidnapped and knocked unconscious. He was put into the attic and was tortured for 2 years. Finally they cut off his werewolf ears and his tail then put him in a trash bag when he fell unconscious from blood loss. He was dropped into a polluted part of the ocean where he drowned from water getting into the bag. He was found by a mermaid and he was found in front of me, my cousin, and my best friend Jaxson, Jaxson Okamī. The body had been found two hours after he died. My mother and uncle investigated the crime. The humans see the crime scene and asked what happened and when it slipped to the papers humans were releasing tips to the cops who had video of the people dumping the body but he didn't see their face. One man stepped forward and turned in the ears and tail of Mr. Okamī. He was a butcher and two people left these items with him telling him to preserve them and wait for the next ingredient. The two men were caught and sentence to pay for their crimes in a monster court of law. A monster court of law has no regard for human rights if the violated monster rights they have only the right to defend themself against a jury and two judges. The two judges can read their mind and secretly to the defendant every member of the jury can read their mind too. The ones who simply dumped the body were hanged, but the one who killed Mr. Okamī was sentenced to have their ears cut off and to be drained of blood. The one to be the executioner was Mrs. Okamī herself. The man bled out and his still living body was thrown into a body of water. The ears and bodies were returned to the families. Mrs. Okamī couldn't cut the man's ears off without crying, so my mother had to take over. Mrs. Okamī was so distraught and upset that the humans saw she was just like them if they lost the love of their lives. So humans found the underground and asked if they could visit. They were allowed to and the visitors brought Mrs. Okamī and her children to the park and threw a surprise baby shower. Police men did guard the baby shower but this simple act of kindness made monsters more likely to leave the undergrounds. People were brought together.