Initium and Morior
Chapter 1
My name is Sophie Love, and today is my 17th birthday.
For all of my life I have known of the border to Never-Never, or as some call it, Chaos or the fairy realm. For as long as I knew it existed, I was forbidden to go anywhere near it. I was told that the magic and power of the Fae could lure me, could take me away, or even kill me. The woods near my home in Illinois had a dark, foreboding look to it, and it was there where the realm of Chaos, and humanity met.
My father is a rare and powerful human capable of crossing between both realms and passing information and plans to each world without a problem. While on a mission he met my mother, the daughter of King of the Love Court within the Spring Court. I never knew her, and each time I ask my dad, he just shakes his head and walks away. So I gave up and lived my absolutely normal boring life. All up until now.
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"SOPHIE! Wake up! You will be late for school!"
My stepmom, Laura, is just about as terrible as it gets. She is obsessed with squirrels, though she never admits it, and loves to be right, even though most of the time, she isn't. We loathe each other, and express it with pride. I'm still confused of what my dad saw beneath all that terrible make-up and donkey face.
I got out of bed and shuffled over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of skinny jeans and a plaid top and went to my bathroom. My long curly blonde hair was a mess and there were bags under my bright green eyes that made my pale skin look horrific. My short nose had a trail of freckles going across it, that lead until the end of my high cheek bones. It looked as if a bomb went off on my face. That's it, no more late night reading.
I took a shower and got ready for school, thinking about the crazy dream I had. There were green and blue people, a man who had the legs of a goat and a boy in silver armor. I just can't remember what exactly happened, but it doesn't matter. It's just a dream, right?
After lacing up my converse, I grabbed my back pack, books and homework and leaped down the steps to the kitchen. My father was making his famous chocolate chip pancakes with homemade maple syrup and humming "Born in the USA." Laura was setting the table and pouring glasses of orange juice.
"Sophie, don't forget that your father and I are leaving tomorrow for trip to Chicago," she said, loudly saying 'your father and I'. Laura has made it her goal to leave me out of this trip and ever since my dad gave in, has had no problem gloating. "And I will be out all day getting supplies, so it will be you and your father tonight."
My dad and I exchanged a smile. Every time Laura left, my dad and I ordered pizza and watched old movies until she came home. It's probably the only time my dad spends time with me anymore, because most of the time he is trailing behind Laura like a puppy.
"I better go, so see you later dad!" I yelled while grabbing some toast.
"Bye Hon! Happy Birthday!" he called after me, but I was out the door. It wasn't too cold, so I didn't need a jacket anymore, and the flowers were starting to bloom all around me. Spring was my favorite time of year. Everything starts to bloom and to live again. Nature starts fresh again, ready for another year until it's time to grow again. Everything is new.