The Change (Prologue)

Prologue
September 15th, 2001

Ever since I was young, I learned that I wasn't normal, that I am special. Just one cold, rainy day changed my life forever, and how I view life warped dramatically. At the age of ten, which is faster than a normal human adapts his/her view of life opinions which is later in life, I saw life and this is how it started...
"Mommy, do I have to go to school today? I feel sick," I walked into the kitchen and my mom was in the middle of making my lunch for school.

"No sweetie, you need to go to school. You need an education so you can further your education to college level," mom sternly said to me and I just rolled my eyes and sat at the kitchen table.
My mother is a very strict woman and all my friends know that because she won't let me hangout with my friends after school or just try to be a normal kid. I wish my father was still around because he always made me happy and I always had fun with life. But when we found out my father was murdered when he was going home from work, and that's when my life became upside down. I cried for a month straight, I loved my father and looked up to him as a role model, he always helped the poor and worked at the local homeless shelter, he is greatly respected in the community. When mom found out that he died, she took advantage of everything. Now she's filthy rich just because my dad's life insurance was profitable to her and now she's free from him and can do whatever to her life.

"Do you want your Cherrios Alex?" mom loudly said while breaking my chain of thought.
"Yes mother," I muttered.
She sat the bowl down on the table and I started to munch on my breakfast and trying to focus again but of course my mom made lots of noise so I couldn't think.
"Oh, Alex, I won't be home when you get home from school. Trisha, your babysitter is coming over to watch you until I get home."
"What?" I dropped my spoon on the floor. "Mom, I'm ten, I can watch myself."
"No, that's unacceptable. She'll be over and no complaints. I have to get going to work, and you need to wait for the bus. Love you Alex," she came over and kiss my cheek.
"Thanks," I muttered and pulled away quickly, grabbed my lunch and backpack, and headed outside to wait for the bus.

I stood outside waiting for the bus and stared in disgust. I hated school, the biggest waste of my life. Then I started to think about my father again and I started to tear up. He died four months ago to what the police said an animal attack, but I don't know, it looked not like animal attack, but what do I know, I'm ten. I have been having nightmares frequently and to me they seem like visions. Suddenly a horn honked and scared me, looking up to the school bus and I moaned.

I got onto the bus and walked to the middle of the bus until I saw my best friend in the whole entire world and smiled. I sat beside her and threw my backpack on the floor.
"Hey girl, how are you?"
"Same old crap but a different day," I mumbled and played with my zipper on my jacket. "How are you Violet?"
"Oh, life is treating me well Alex. I wish I could make your life happy four months ago," then she stared out the window.
"Yeah, I know. It's hard losing someone close."

"Yep, I heard. But I hope you know your father wouldn't want you to mope forever because of his death. He'd want you to move on with your life and find your happiness again," Violet softly said and held my hand, and my vision started to blur up and I was confused. I shook my head to shake the blurriness away.
"Violet, it's hard for me to let it go. I was connected to my father and something feels odd about his death and I want to figure out this odd vibe."
"Alex," she sighed. "Never mind, I'll let you do your own thing. I just don't need you hurt."
"Yeah, I been hurt too many times," I muttered and looked up the aisle to glance at the bus driver.

The drive felt endless, and the school came to view, and my emotions became worse and worse feeling. The bus came to a complete stop and I got out of my seat and headed off the bus.
I walked into the school and the smell just disgusted me worse, just sitting in class being bored. The sad thing is that I'm a sixth grader but with my mental capacity, I actually like a tenth grader which is odd, maybe I'm a genius; who am I kidding just look at me I'm basically a nobody in this pathetic school.

"Hey Alex, haven't seen you walking around by yourself lately," said the voice snickering away. "Now give me your lunch."
I was in no mood to be bossed around by this idiotic bully. Andy is like extremely overweight and he likes to just boss the little, non-popular kids around which are like modern-day society in schools anymore. I glared at Andy, his body towering over me, his eyes deep brown, his face mean looking like a pit bull dogs look.

"Sorry Andy, I'm not giving you my lunch. Right now, I'm not in a good mood and my suggestion is to stay away from me," I sternly said.
"Well, you're going to give me your lunch or I'm going to do extreme measures to you."
"Fine, do it bastard! Bring it then, because I'm tired of you bullying the poor innocent kids here," I yelled at him.
He swung a punch and I ducked avoiding his huge fists. I threw my stuff on the floor just stared at him and I started to feel not myself.
"You wimp," Andy growled.

I walked up to him and decked him right in the face and knocked him on the floor, and I shocked myself.
"What the hell? That's it, you're getting it," Andy got up and forced his way towards me and I just shook my head.
Something in my pit of my stomach started to hurt and I started to back away from Andy, not knowing what is wrong with me, but he kept charging and I started to get scared. He grabbed me, picked me up, and started to walk towards the janitor's closet, and I knew what he's going to do to me, so I screamed.

He covered my mouth and I bit his hand. He dropped me, so I scurried off the floor, but Andy grabbed my sweatshirt and I couldn't move anywhere.
"You need taught a lesson," Andy angrily said, pulling me closer to the closet.
Suddenly the feeling in my stomach felt like it was flowing through my body, feeling warmth all over my body. I closed my eyes and suddenly my body started to shift, my body started to get covered up with like this armory substance and my nails started to grow longer. I opened up my eyes and my vision became better. I grabbed Andy by the throat and he stopped and screamed. He dropped me and I fell on my feet like perfect cat balance, I pushed Andy to the wall and stared deep into his eyes.

"You leave the little kids alone or else I'm going to find you and you'd have a price to pay. Got it!"
"Yes, please don't kill me!" he cried out like a little girl.
I let him go and he ran away as fast as he can and I went into the girl's bathroom and glanced at the mirror seeing myself and I gazed in awe. I'm a pretty ruby color, my eyes are sapphire, my dark long hair disappeared into like horns, and like all my clothes is gone but my skin is like as thick as a tanks metal.

"Wow, I look wicked," I smiled and my white teeth showed instead of looking human they're all sharp like a predator. "Now how do I turn back?" I stood there for a while and nothing and I started to panic because I can't walk around the premise looking like this, whatever I am. The school would call the FBI, the CIA, and Sector 7, whoever they can get to stop me.

I heard a noise from somewhere so I quickly whipped around seeing a little girl, petrified because of me and she started to scream. I moved closer to the girl and she ran away from my grasp, still screaming and I knew that is when I'm screwed. People started to plow in the restroom and was glaring at me because they never seen something like me before.

"What are you?" one of the teachers murmured.
"Ms. Jenkins, what is that? Is it an alien?" the little boy who stood beside the teacher asked.
I seriously needed to get out of here before trouble comes for me and I could smell it. I glanced around looking for any escape and the only way out is the window. Closing my eyes and knowing what I have to do, I ran to the window, broke through the glass and jumped out of the three-story building. The wind is blowing on my face and the sunlight seemed dimmed because of my advance vision. I landed on my feet and started to race away from the school, avoiding any people who can see me. I stopped at the tree line to the woods and there lays a highway with cars flying by, and I'm afraid that someone will see me, and possibly hit me.

"Ugh, I wish I had wings because I'd fly right over the road and high enough so the civilians won't see me," I muttered and closed my eyes. Pain seared through my back and suddenly wings came out. I shook my head wondering what the hell happened. "I wish I knew what was going on here?" I muttered hoping that like wishing for wings appeared so maybe wishing is a power, but nothing happened. I backed away into the woods and started to teach myself how to use my wings to fly. After ten minutes worth of practicing, I started to fly up as high as I can without having the slightest breathing problems and that people couldn't see me.

"Wow! This is amazing, look at those birds!" I laughed. "Flying is so much quicker than bus."
I touch-downed into my backyard and then I forgot my house key is in my backpack at school, and that the teachers don't know what happened to me because I disappeared. I walked to the door and tried to open it but it's locked.
"Wait a minute, I forgot!" I chuckled, lifting up the doormat, and there lay the spare house key. "Yes!" I quickly unlocked the door and entered the house so the nosey neighbor won't see me as a monster.

I walked into the house and something in the back of my mind felt odd, like I had the urge to walk to my mother's room. I just let my body do the walking and just let my mind wander and I randomly stopped in front of my mother's dresser. I dropped to my knees, reached under the dresser, and there lay an old diary, and made me wonder.
I opened the diary to the first page:
May 1st, 2001
Well, my life is starting to become a living hell. I started to become a target because I had been chased by hit men, and it's hard to run away and leaving my family behind, so I'll survive, I'm strong, and I have my little secret.

I glanced away from the diary and knew where this is heading. I skipped a few entries to start to read:
May 25th, 2001
Life isn't becoming easier, I almost got killed today, someone cut my break line in my car; almost went into the community lake. I don't know how much time I have, but I just pray that death won't come for me, but if he does, Julie, please tell Alex I deeply love her and she's special. Tell her about her gift from me, and I know you hate me because of it, but it runs deep in my family. This is so hard for me, feels like my heart is tearing into two because I don't want to leave this world, but its best I do go so I'm sorry. I love you girls, you're the best ever and please be careful, and Alex, you need to be careful...

I glared up and tears ran down my eyes, my father was the same as me, but he never told me. Now my mother knew what I am, but she refused to tell me, she only wanted his money and leave me out of her life. I glanced back at the diary, flipping through blank pages until some writing caught my eye and I started to look at the page.
Alex, if your mother didn't tell you, you're part demon. Once I was ten I found my powers, well actually it found me, but your intuition probably lead you to this diary so I'm going to help you the best I can. You have super human strength, you can fly, you're very smart for a ten-year old, and you can do anything Alex, if you put your mind to it. I wish I was there with you Alex; I'd been a better father if I'd help you through the change, but I know that won't happen.

You need to be careful with the other supernatural beings, some are friendly, some are evil, like the ones that is after me. There are vampires, werewolves, shape-shifters, psychics, ghosts, anything you can think of, but when you have your powers, you need to watch your back, don't trust nobody. You are now a hunter, I just don't want you dead because of my family genes so just be careful and I love you. Just remember everything.

I closed the book and smiled, I just wished I found this diary ages ago. I sat down on the bed and suddenly I changed back to my human self, so relaxing would change me back human, hmm. Something fell in the hallway; I jumped off the bed and rushed into the hallway to my mother crying.
"What's wrong?" I sternly said.
"I saw you! You are just like him!" she screamed.
"I am his daughter, and you couldn't even tell me about this!" I threw the diary at my mother. "You know, you're pathetic. You are a horrible mom; you don't love me, just love the money you got when my father got murdered. AND I bet every time you go out, you're going out with other men because you don't give a damn about me or my father!" I screamed back.

"Don't you use that language with me Alex," mom yelled.
"So what, I may be ten, but I have a twenty year old mind. That's why the principle wanted me to skip grades because being a sixth grader is way too easy for me. And you're jealous because I'm smarter than you isn't it eh. That's sad because I loved you, but you couldn't tell me anything but the truth. I'm leaving," I walked around my mom and went into my room and grabbed some duffel bags.

"Baby, don't leave, I'm sorry," mom babbled. "Please don't leave, your only ten, and have nowhere to go."
"Mom, I'm only a danger, I can become more trouble staying than leaving. I need to go," I threw some clothes in a bag.
"No you won't, no one saw you right?"
"Most of the school seen me because I changed at school, and like dad said in his diary, I can't trust no one, my best friend can be the enemy," I whispered.
Mom stared at me in awe, figures she wouldn't understand this. I finished throwing clothes in bags and walked out of the room.

"Alex, no! Don't go." she grabbed me.
"Mom, I have to go, I'm sorry," I looked away from her, changed into my demon form, and ran out of the house.
"Alex, I love you!" mom cried out and I just ignored her trying to do the right thing.
So now, I need to find my father's murders so I can make things right.