Prologue:
The brown boxes were all pilled half hazardly into the grey suburban. Darcy Pierce took one last look at the house to make sure they hadn't left anything, and turned to the young black haired, aquamarine eyed girl beside here, who clamped onto her hand so harshly.
"Mummy." The small, melodious voice entered her thoughts.
"Yes Darling?" The strawberry blonde woman asked, her green eyes peering around the property for that 'last look'.
"Where are we going now?" The girl voiced coettishly.
"Bulgaria, darling, Bulgaria."
"What's in Bulgaria, mum?"
"Lots of dragons, werewolves, and vampires, sweetie." A reminiscent smile crept across the woman's face.
"Ooh, fun...Dragons, werewolves, and vampire, oh my."