Lost

The dimensions are in an uproar, fighting against each other. All because one King couldn’t keep his mouth shut. Holding onto the ideals, where anyone who was not a were was inferior, my father, King Taylor DeLaro started the first Dimensional War. Vampires and demons against werewolves. Witches, mermaids and fairies and the worshipped beings still had to choose which side they would support. I was a hybrid of witches and werewolves and my grandmother, Queen of the sixth dimension was not going to back my father. Even though his late wife, my mother, was her daughter. he had insulted the witches, calling them worthless, even though without them we would be unable to communicate with the other dimensions. The mermaids and fairies were likely going to support him, due to the fact that they didn’t hate him as much as they did the others. The worshipped beings would have to remain impartial, because many of them would support different sides.

Tara Turte, the princess of the vampire dimension, Jenna Chanel, the princess of the fourth dimension and myself had narrowly escaped a hellish battle with the help of a mysterious girl named Audrey. As she stated she could be called a dimension hopper, not really belonging to any specific dimension, but having traits from each. She had a tough exterior due in part to the way she lived. She was to become our leader of sorts as we journeyed to find the lost dimension.

In the lost dimension, the seventh and as far as we knew the final dimension, all the species got along. That feeling was needed in all of the dimensions at the moment. Audrey, said that to bring peace to our worlds we would need the help of the King of the lost dimension. Audrey’s a seer and can see bits and pieces of the future. According to her, to find the lost dimension we would need the help of someone from each dimension, even the seventh. Well, I guess we need to get ourselves moving if we want to live.