The Dark Witch's Daughter

Some nightmares are real

"I was on my way home from work, I didn't live very far so I was walking when I felt something was wrong, before I knew it I was hit in the head from behind. When I woke up, I was in a cage,"
My mom had to clear her throat before she could continue.
"I was there for what felt like years, she would inject me with things, she would tie me up and cut me open while I could feel her cutting me, except I couldn't move.
I was beaten, starved, and nearly killed many times.
There were nights I would wonder is this it, is this the night I die. I held in my despair as best as I could."
My dad held my mom close trying to ease the pain of the memories she was reliving.
"She enhanced my speed, my eyesight, and made it so I could breath under water. But she didn't do it for me I was a Guinea pig.
There are nights that I still wake up expecting to be back in that cage.
I never showed her how much fear I had, I couldn't afford it. I had to wait for a long time, before I could escape. When I did it was difficult, not to mention," she turns to my dad with a laugh, "I ran into some wolves giving me no choice but to jump off a waterfall."
"Scared the shit out of me!" My dad muses.
"After I had been with your father here, for not nearly long enough," she says looking at my sister and I, "I was taken again when our pack was attacked. 
I didn't know it yet but I was pregnant with you two at the time.
This time was different I wasn't staying there any longer than I had to. I also took some grimoires I found that looked like they may help with healing. When I was escaping for the second time.
One was actually a very thin journal/book of notes that was tucked inside one of the books. I'll get to that in a few minutes though.
After I left her place she confronted me, but the werewolves that she had helping her only did so to get their pups back.
She had taken several from them. Their leader who ended up killing her had his pups taken and was able to get them back.
"What I didn't know was that while this was all happening, Ivy was also one of her victims." The others all turned to my mate who was curled up against me. "The mark you saw," my mom addressed the others, "it's not what you were thinking, its a magical brand, she basically marked her like you would cattle.
Ivy was her daughter, and she did unspeakable things to her, she had multiple broken bones. She experamented on her, she cut her open, she let her be sexually abused by the Male who helped make her, calling him her father is a disgrace just like calling Belladonna being called her mother is.
Willow, Ivy's Tia who raised her said when she was finally able to save Ivy from that horrible place, she was in a coma, she had been for six months by that time. Ivy was only two and a half give or take a few weeks at the time. Ivy didn't wake from her coma till she was three years old. Even then it took intensive healing to get her to be the lovely woman we know to day. So you see, if you want to punish her for being a blood relative of that bitch you are sorely mistaken, she is her victim if anything you should praise her for surviving that hell." My mom looks at Ivy who is starting to fall asleep.
"Ivy sweetie," my mom calls to her softly, looking up at my mom's call, my mate focuses on my mom. "I'm going to read the notes now do you feel up to hearing this?"
Tears fill my mates eyes, "I dont know if I'm ready, but yes I will listen," she tells my mom, my mate is so strong if I had to listen to this without her in my arms I would lose it, I wish I could have ended that bitch for what she did to my beautiful mate.
My mom let's out a breath and opens the journal, I'm sure we will all have nightmares tonight, looking at the others I see great sadness, anger, and regret from them. I have a feeling we are just hitting the tip of the ice burge.
"Here goes nothing," my mom exhales ready to begin.