The Diary of Jane

Chapter One

Who Am I?

Even in complete darkness... there's always a light. We may not be able to destroy evil... but we can fight it. My name is Jane... Jane Dakota Amaya Raven, to be exact. I'm not too fond of using my whole name. Reason being, my mother was the only person who would call me by my whole name. I try not to mention her as much because it just makes me emotional and brings back memories. My mother passed away in her sleep when I was just a little girl, at least that's what I was told. Deep down, I know that wasn't the truth; I know my mother was murdered. Of course, that's something I keep to myself. Since my mother passed, I've been living with my father and my Nanny, Fiona. She's been around for as long as I can remember. I usually don't care too much about describing my appearance, but I am going to anyway. I am half Japanese and half Native American. Kind of an eccentric combination, I know. I have medium toned skin and hair black as night. My hair has always been long; it goes down to my lower back. I only trim the ends; I love my hair. I am about 5'7, and I have dark brown eyes. In my opinion and my father's, I would say I look just like my mother. Such that when I look in the mirror, I can see part of my mother in me, at least what I can remember. I have a slim built figure.

Ever since my mother passed away, I never spoke much. The incident impacted me badly that when I was a little girl, I kept to myself and would always stay in my room. I guess this was when I discovered who I really was, that I was a hybrid. I lashed out and ended up killing a lot of people in my town. It got so bad to the point where they had to send me away until I calmed down. When I finally calmed down, I was able to come back home, but to be home schooled by my nanny, Fiona. I was glad to be back, but I knew nothing was going to be the same. Fiona was like a second mother to me. I wasn't allowed to go back to a public school, and I didn't mind it because it wasn't exactly my cup of tea. I took painting classes for therapy, and by doing so, I've become a prodigy. Sometimes I use painting to express my feelings. I didn't even want to eat when I arrived back home. I've always felt different than other people, not sure why, but I always have. I mean besides the fact that I'm a psycho hybrid with anger issues.

I love to read; you'd be surprised how huge our personal library is. My mother would always read these strange stories about these creatures that would wander in the woods. Yet, I was never afraid because I knew it was just fairy tales. My mother would even tell me to never go into the woods because of how unsafe it was. One day, I remember watching students in a martial arts class. I was so curious, and it fascinated me. I decided to ask my dad if I could learn how to fight. He was against it at first, but then he said it was okay. I thought of it as a way to control my anger. The main reason why he didn't want me taking fighting classes was because it wasn't common for women to learn how to fight. I was willing to change that. The classes were filled with nothing but boys, and he just didn't want me to get hurt. My father believed that I was special and that I had a gift. It took some time, but I ended up being better than all the guys in the class, eventually being the best in the village. My father was so proud and impressed that he would let me go hunting with the men and boys my age. It gave me something to do. Once I became the best fighter in the village, I started getting more respect from people, mostly from the kids I used to go to school with. My father couldn't hunt anymore because of his old age. He doesn't have the strength and agility to do it anymore. My father took the cure a couple of years back so that he wouldn't be a vampire anymore. He became so depressed about my mother's death that he didn't want to be immortal anymore. I can understand his pain.

One morning, I saw Fiona doing laundry while I was coming downstairs to eat breakfast that she made. "Good morning, Jane." "Morning, Fiona. It smells really good in here." "Well, I decided to try something different. I made asparagus and mushroom vegan quiche." She placed my plate down. I said my grace and dug in. "This is really good!" I was about halfway down with my plate, and that was when Fiona smiled and then it went to a crooked smile. What could be troubling her? Every time I see her, she's always filled with joy. Something is different; something feels off. "Jane, there's something you need to know my dear." "What do I need to know?" I said softly. "Do you want to know what really happened to your mother?" I looked to the side. "I thought she passed away in her sleep." "If only that were the truth, my dear." "What really happened to her? Tell me." I insisted. "Your mother was murdered by her own sister." I stood there shocked. "Why would my aunt want to murder my mother?" "Well, you see, your father was your aunt's first love. She thought that they were going to marry and live happily ever after. Once your father discovered your mother, he immediately fell in love with her. This devastated your aunt to the point where she wanted revenge and said she was going to kill her and her newborn child.""Your mother died trying to protect you. Your father walked into the room and saw what was happening and tried to stop your aunt, but it was too late. Your mother was already dead. They threw your aunt in a dungeon for her crime to rot for eternity. Rumor has it that she escaped and is planning on finding you to get her revenge. No one has been able to find her for years. Some say that she lives in a dark hidden castle somewhere in the dark forest. The forest used to be peaceful until your aunt unleashed a great evil. She has created these hideous beasts and unleashed them into the woods.