"Sweetheart wake up." a familiar voice says.

Where do I know that voice from? I think for a minute but I can't figure it out I've always been better with faces. Slowly a pry open my eyelids but as soon as the light hits them I let out a groan. I shut my eyes and try to get past the migraine that just cut through my head.

Finally I'm able to open my eyes and try to find the person who woke me up. I am lying on a soft red bed in a large stone chamber. My gaze lands on the only other person in the room. She has black stick straight hair, light brown skin, and bright caring green eyes. The person that stands in front of me is the women who raised me or atleast looks exactly like her.

"Mom?" I ask.

"Yes sweetie I'm here it's okay." She says tearing up.

"Mom!" I say giving her a hug.

I completely ignore the fact that she would be dead and up in the human world. I'm just to happy to worry about that.

She laughs and says "Lila."

I suddenly remember Taica, My real mom.

I pull away from her as I say "How could you lie to me my whole life mom?! Why would you do that to me? I trusted you and then I find out my whole life is one big lie!"

"Oh Lila please don't be like that I did it to protect you from the cruelty of this world and Tacia. She is insane did you know she betrothed you to some prince when you were six months old? She said that you two were in love! She would of hurt you Lila." She says

"You don't know that she would of hurt me! I am in love with the prince! You can't just- Wait how did you know any of that?" I ask suspicion seeping in.

She starts to laugh harder but something is not right with it. The laugh is not sweet and musical like it usually is but instead cruel and maniacal.

"Mom?" I say hesitantly.

As I watch her hair developes a light wave and lengthens. Her skin takes more of a tan color and her hair becomes auburn. She becomes taller with sharper features. The loose fitting blue jeans and pale blue shirt she was wearing are replaced by a long flowing dress the color of smoke. There is a jagged scar racing from her eyebrow to her chin and when she finally opens her eyes I see they are no longer green but instead they are the terrifying red eyes that has haunted my dreams ever since I first saw them.

"Malo." I say on a gasp.

My fear quickly changes to fury. I fling myself at her neck to strangle the life out of her. Not only did she use the still painful memory of my mom against me but she also is going to war with Destin to kill him and his family. I'm just about to reach her when I crash into something that feels like a wall.

Malo starts to laugh then says "Now, now Lila you wouldn't want to kill the women that raised you would you?"

She talks in an extremely unusual way that sounds like someone took all the accents in the world the combined them into one.

"I couldn't kill her even if I wanted to she's already dead." I say spitting venom in every word.

"Oh no I assure you she is far from dead." Malo says with a chuckle.

"How is that even possible she can't be alive!" I yell.

"She is very much alive and is infact in this castle." she says with a smirk.

"What! Where is she what?! Have you Done to her?!" I say.

"You mean you don't even recognize the women who gave up so much to raise you into the girl you are today." Malo says with mock innocence and hurt.

What is she talking about? Is she trying to say..... N0. She can't It's not possible.

Seeing the confusion, denial, and shock she smiles saying "Oh yes Lila I am the woman who raised you the women who you loved and cried over."

"You evil witch! How could you! Your lieing! You must be lying!" I scream at her.

"I am not lieing to you sweetheart. I can prove it." She thinks for a minute then says "One day when you were fourteen you came home crying your eyes out. When I asked you what was wrong you said you were crieing because you had a crush on Blake and that day he had asked out a different girl. You asked me if this is what heartbreak felt like I took you out and bought us some ice cream."

I had never told a single sole that except for my so called mom. So Malo raised me the women I love is the same women I hate.

"You are not my 'mother' even if you did raise me the women I love died in a car crash. I am going to kill you for all the pain you caused me and everyone in the world. I promise you that." I spit at her.

"Actually no you are not because you will not remember any of this." Malo says in a material fact tone.

"What are you talking about?" I say.

"It's simple realy. I am going to use my devil given magic to make you forget everything and then I am going to tell you exactly what I want you to know." She says.

"It won't work! I won't let you do this!" I yell.

She closes her eyes and hold her hand bent at her sides. A dark oily black fire accumulates around her hands then it makes it's way to me. One strand wraps around my brain one goes around my heart.

Slowly her silky voice starts to trickle into my mind,

"Ignis Infernum

Crescere et praemium

Facere eius memoria

Ardebit et cinis

Eius new found praeteritum

Noluit illa inceptum ad recordare

Voluntas causam eius magna dolor

Quod pauci anima poterat apud stare

Ad fregit per hoc exponentia

Eius voluntas oportet erit ferrum

Sed eius cor oportet

Erit curae et just

The amare quod illa sentire

Quia aliqua meum hostium

Oportet erit clauditis up stricta

Et occultum ex conspectu

Eius mens voluntas erit aperta

Et velox ad fiduciam

Postquam die eius mens voluntas mutations

No longer stulte et infirma

Sed instead determinare at acutus

Apud infernum nigrum ignis

Et the diaboli tenebris pluvia

Ego block eius memoria

Apud the nigrum cover dolor!"

I shriek as pain slices though my whole body like I've been lit on fire. Then once again the world goes black.