Chapter 2

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Chapter 2: I'm WHAT?!

Jamie came into the kitchen and smile then she noticed the letter and her eyes widened a little. "Travis, I thought that we were going to give that to her when she was by herself." Jamie muttered.
"We don't know what is on it and I want to know after I let her live under my roof for so long and growl at my daughter when she doesn't go to church. She is evil Jamie, can't you see that?" Travis started to yell.
"She is not evi-" Jamie tried to defend me but was cut off by Travis.
"She is evil, she has growled at you and everybody! I do not know how you and Beck are fine with her!!! Look at her!! What person would have two natural colors in their hair let alone black and red! You know what Ora you are out of this house, I am not dealing with you any longer!" Travis yelled. Beck tried to come to my defense but was quickly shot down by his father.
"Travis," Jamie started slowly getting louder, "she is a part of our family now, and has always been! You are sleeping on the couch tonight and for as many nights as I say. Ora you are aloud to stay here for as long as you want because now you are an adult." With that Jamie left the room and drove off leaving us with our jaws on the floor. She really just yelled and then did that scary whisper thing.
Travis stormed off, Julie was dumbfound and walked away shaking her head. Beck was rubbing the back of his neck nervously making it a bright red color against his pale skin. I decided it would be best if I was out of the house for a while, so I grabbed my phone and left without a word.

Later during the walk my mouth started to hurt and my right eye was burning. I also felt prickles on the right side of my body. I was close to the church now. I didn't know I was going to the church but my feet carried me there apparently. Oh well I needed to pray. As soon as I entered the doors I fell to my knees in pain. My body felt on fire. And tears where pouring down my face. I could see shoes in front of me. I didn't like this person at all! I heard a gasp from further into the church. My eyes followed up the figure, he was for sure not the priest.
"Well looks like I came a little to late, huh Father David?" The stranger said as he was leaning down to stare me in the eyes. His crystal blue eyes were mixing with red. I know I am weird but really red eyes, I understand bloodshot but those are not bloodshot eyes. The pain in my body returned and I felt strength and power starting to radiate off me. The pain drifted away and I slowly got up.
"Look who finally got through the transformation, she's a fighter isn't she father? Maybe I'll have some fun with her instead of just killing her, we'll see." The stranger says and starts to walk off but says, "you could be a supermodel you know that right. To bad from this point on your life is going to be Hell." He chuckled and disappeared from sight.
"What? Who? Why? What?" I stumbled out and stared at the priest. He looked sad and scared. Why is he like that?
"Follow me and have you read the letter your mother had Jamie give to you?" Father asked simply. I shook my head no slowly. "Read it..." He then started to walk off, "My office after you are done reading."

"Dear Ora,
I am sorry you ever got this letter. It means that I have failed in my mission for the Vatican or I just possible got really hurt or it is a mission still going on. But the chance of the last two is very rare. I love you and have never stopped thinking of the daughter I have left.
Well as we both know it is your 18th birthday. This means that you will possess the power to fight demons and any magical creature. This is called a Vatican Warrior to some and to others we are a hybrid of vampires humans and magic itself, Nightmares. You have the power to produce energy and thrust it towards anything. You also have fangs and a red eye. Your body might even have a tattoo of what looks like lines and swirls but it basically tells us what you are. .Please do not freak out. I wish I could have been there for you.
Ask the priest for help, he will know what to do and can explain what I couldn't.
I love you and always will!
- Your mother, Catherine"

I slowly entered Father David's office wondering why my life is messed up and it's only just the beginning.

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