There was a single envelope left. It was simply addressed "Mother".

June 20th, 2010

"Ezmerelda Skye if I have to tell you one more time to get down here and do your chores I'm going to go upstairs and drag you down here myself!"

"Fine!"

Yep, that's me, Ezmerelda Skye Cantiza, but most folks 'round here know me simply by "Starr" or "Ez". However very few people can get away with calling me "Ez" and my mother is the ONLY one who ever uses my full name. But then again a lot of parents do that. Granted it was only when she was mad after I ignored her and her directions three or four times and she really wanted me to do something. Still she was the only one to use it—not even my dad did, but that's a different story. Apparently I'm the only one who also doesn't dote on her every word the first time she says them. But don't get me wrong, my mother may be a tiny thing, but she's got one HELL of a temper, and a nice track record for keeping grudges I might add. Looks like I inherited more then just her short stature and high metabolism.

But enough of this history lesson, back to the story at hand, sure mom I'll go play Cinderella with you so long as you know that makes you the ugly stepmother and me the tortured, beautiful, heroine that everyone falls in love with eventually!

"One second thought Ez I'll just do them myself, you can't clean well anyway honestly I'll just end up re-doing everything you half-heartedly attempted anyway."

Yeah, that totally just happened. See I kinda have this gift that's really rare even for people like me. I'm a supernatural, maybe you've heard of my darling god-sister? Oh yes the Wicked Witch of the West, (And I mean the ENTIRE Western Hemisphere) herself is my god-mother. Yup the extremely awful mother of one Tori Enlight is my god-mother. Lucky me, right? Well anyway I'm Ezmerelda Skye, and this is my story. So it all started about ten months ago—and no this isn't some freaky girl-got-raped-by-a-vampire-and-can-now-do-amazing-stuff stories 'cause those are full of crap. Honestly no vampire would even bother to give me the time of day let alone put forth the effort to actually rape me, vampire women are just so much more exotic.

From my name you probably thought I was some overly-perky blonde or spunky redhead, right? Wrong! I'm a dull brunette with brown eyes and a temper like hell.

Anyway about ten months ago I got my first period, wow how exciting right? Well apparently for me—and a lot of my family—once we hit puberty we go through an extra change. I mean it's bad enough going through puberty but of course bam! Once that cherry red blood starts flowin' between my legs every month I suddenly become a supernatural!

Yeah I know it all sounds kinda cool, I mean how many other people can do exactly what I can do? Apparently none, that's how rare I am. They don't even know what to call me, 'cause I'm so different from other supernaturals.

Well when it first started happening little ole me didn't really know what exactly was actually happening just a lot of strange things were going on. I can see visions, sometimes affect the visions to change into something I want to happen, cast some simple spells, see ghosts, and morph in half animal states. Pretty cool right? Well hands down I'm best with the visions and changing them. I can't honestly say I didn't take advantage of these powers at first but hey, I couldn't exactly control them at first either—that's how they found out and that's why I'm currently plotting my escape, trying to find Tori and her friends.

I gained more control over the next few months and that's when you could say I got my real power-rush. Well in the next four or five months after that I went a bit overboard and that's how the Edison Group caught me and figured out what I was.

Wondering why I'm not locked up now they know what I am? It's because I'm a fast talker and my mother's normal—well normal in the sense that she can't do anything supernatural, and knew nothing about the supernatural world. I used that as leverage and managed to talk my way out of being locked up saying it would clue her into our world which of course was classically against the rules.

They let me continue living with her but it's been months and they're getting restless. That's why I'm leaving tonight to find Tori and her companions. That's why I'm writing this for whoever finds it. Mom—I love you and I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye but this is the safest thing for all of us.

I will be keeping s journal of my adventures, in which a copy of this will be added, which I hope to have published and sent home. Please don't forget me—

Signed—

Ezmerelda Skye "Starr" Cantiza

And so with this letter my adventure begins.