Guys…I'm crying. Seriously. So before you kill me, please keep reading. Unfortunately, a month or two ago, my account refused to work. I couldn't log on at all, nor could I view my stories. I checked up on Sparks and my other stories a few times, but I still couldn't log on. I sent an e-mail to Fan fiction, and when they got back to me and fixed my account, I had just realized that Sparks and IIROIIL have been deleted. I was devastated even more because my parents had deleted my files for my stories, meaning that I could not repost them. IIROIIL had just been deleted recently, while Sparks was a few weeks before. I am really sorry guys, I had tried to put up new stories on my new account, but that didn't work out. It wasn't the same with my usual viewers and readers. On the bright side, I wrote this story :) It's a similar version to IIROIIL so it won't be missed too much. So it's basically a cover up to help me get over my sadness of my loss of my stories.

One more thing, I wrote this story a while ago and my writing isn't the best but it's better than usual. And guys I cannot really update frequently, but I will try my best :D I missed you guys! Oh, and one more thing, this story has some Percy Jackson references, but most of it is mine. But, come on, who doesn't love a supernatural school filled with Jacobs, Edwards, Harry Potters and Hermione Grangers (Werewolves, vampires, wizards and witches :D)

Prologue: Light shines through the dark

He was running as fast as he could, sweat dripped down his face as he gasped for air, and yet he kept running. They were catching up to him, and they were getting closer by each passing second. He could hear their shouts and footsteps in the distance. He tried to pick up his pace just a bit, but to no avail. He was too tired and he could already feel his legs buckling underneath him. He must've been running for hours on end. A strong wind was coming in overhead, he could sense that something bad was going to happen, but he couldn't lose hope now. His warm, brown eyes shone brightly with hope in contrast with the dark clouds. His wispy, brown hair flew loosely in the wind as he ran. He was running deep into the forest, no-one dared enter these parts of the forest as it was foreign area.

Suddenly everything grew quiet. He could no longer hear them, but that didn't mean they were gone. The Aztec's were not patient and merciful warriors. No, they were far from that. They were ruthless and would kill anyone in their path. Once they found their target, they would stop at nothing to get them killed. Unfortunately for him, he was one of these targets. He made the gods angry, they wanted him dead or better yet they wanted him and his family tortured to death. The gods wanted him dead; as a result they sent their most ruthless mortal warriors after him. Immortal warriors would cause chaos in the land of Agartha. His mind was blank, set on only one thing. He already had nothing left, he couldn't hide anymore but, that would mean the death of his last, living loved one.

The thought made him clutch tighter to the sleeping bundle in his arms. The sweet angel slurred in his arms as he picked up his pace more abruptly. His gaze on her softened immediately as she let out a soft whimper. She was only a few months old and she was already being hunted. He would do anything for his daughter, anything.

Snapping him out of his thoughts, he heard wings flapping, ferociously above him. They must have taken flight, he thought to himself. He let out a shaky breath; he never knew he was holding. Now was not the time to be selfish. He loved his daughter and he would rather have him die and tortured then to have a scratch on her head. They would reach him faster now. They would find him and his daughter and they would kill them. He couldn't let that happen, not now. His daughter deserved to live out her life. He had worn out his, so why be selfish and take hers? No, he wouldn't let that happen. He couldn't fight anymore but that didn't mean he wouldn't try.

He ran faster than ever, straining his already weak legs. He stopped abruptly and leaned on a nearby tree to catch his breath. He felt like he couldn't breathe, his lungs were closing in every time he gasped for air. But, that didn't stop him. He ran faster and stopped when he saw lights shining through the trees. The bright, gold light illuminated the area and brought it out of its darkness. His eyes lit up with hope when he saw the village. It was a small village called Forest Springs. He had only come across it once, in one of his many expeditions. Although, there was a stronger reason for coming here. His closet companions stayed here. They were just like him, immortals, or as others preferred to call them, demons. They were also in disguise, as poor yet jolly villagers. No, they weren't like most; they were not harmful or murderous. Far from it actually. They were always good, but their name had them hunted.

He walked over to the village and looked around. He glanced down at his daughter and his gaze saddened. He couldn't back down on his decision, what's done is done. He studied his surroundings intimately, before he suddenly heard wings flapping. They were here. They was no time, he had run out of time and he had to act now.

Glancing around the area, he ran over to a small cottage with a small symbol on the door. The symbol was in the shape of a flame, symbolizing their rebellion. Only his kind could see it of course, that's the reason for why they weren't caught yet. He gently laid his daughter on the doorstep. He wrapped the blanket she was wearing on her tighter. He sighed sadly and could feel himself tear up. No, he had to be strong, for his wife and daughter. He made a promise to his wife and he would keep it no matter what. He stroked his daughter's cheek gently.

"My child, you are stronger than you think. You have powers no-one in this world can imagine, you just have to be patient and believe in yourself" he said softly to her.

Before he could continue he heard yelling and screaming. They were here faster than he anticipated. He had to make his goodbye as quick as possible.

"My dear, just remember, mommy loves you and I love you. You be strong no matter what happens. Be strong… I love you my dear child" he whispered to her softly. Her eyes were slightly open and she watched her father intimately.

Before leaving he grasped his chain around his neck and placed it around hers. It was a gold necklace. It had a round hoop and in it was a symbol of an eagle. The necklace was decorated with gold and silver all around and it had diamonds crested into the eagle. It was a small gift for her; he would be at peace knowing she had his talisman. He placed a light kiss on her temple before knocking on the cottage's door and leaving.

This was harder than he thought. He couldn't bear the thought of never seeing his daughter again. He ran to the woods as quick as lightning, but suddenly stopped abruptly just before he reached the woods. He dared himself to look back at his daughter; he needed this one last moment. He just had to.

Looking back one final time, he burned the image of her face in the back of his mind. The painful ache in his heart made him look away and finally sprint off into the woods.

"Good luck my dear Allison" A lone tear strolled down his cheek as his words echoed softly in the wind. With that he vanished into the woods…