Chapter 1- The Beginning
When I was younger I used to believe everything was perfect, I had a mom, two brothers, and a sister, everything was perfect. All the other little kids were flaunting their perfect family around with their mom, dad, and sibling. I never had a dad, I mean I'm sure I had one out there, I was obviously concieved somehow, but its not like I actually knew what he looked like, I didn't even know his name.
Wyatt and Chris had their dad, sure he was never really there for them, but at least they knew what he looked like, though I'm sure Chris wished he didn't know what he looked like. He was still there, just barely in their lives, but somehow Wyatt still loved him, okay well thats not really hard to picture since to Leo, Wyatt is the perfect son, no flaws, he can always be there for Wyatt, but when Chris comes in to the picture its like his job is more important to him than his son. No wonder his son hates him so much, me I don't care, he's not my father, thats one thing he doesn't seem to understand, I'm not his son and Anna's not his daughter.
Even with my screwed up family, I still thought everything was perfect, sure Anna and I didn't share the same father as Wyatt and Chris, but that doesn't mean we weren't a family, it just made us a hell of a lot stronger.
I was eight when I realized how unperfect the world was. It was Chris's fourteenth birthday when everything changed, Anna and I were so innocent back then, sure we dealt with demons every day, but nothing as traumatizing as this. The day our mother left us, for good.
It had started out as only a couple of demons, Chris and I were helping mom out with the little fight it was. We were doing great, soon all of the demons were vanquished, I smiled triumph. Chris and mom turned their backs, and in that split second a demon stepped out of the shadows, and from then on it was like being in a slow motion scene in a corny movie. I saw the fire ball engulf his hand, but before I could move the fire ball hit mom and the next thing I know the demon's ash and Chris and I leaning over mom's limp form.
And thats just the beginning of my story. This story starts two years later worth of mayhem and destruction, and remember when it feels know this, its only the beginning. Because things are going to get a hell of a lot worse before they get any better.
I'm Alec christopher Halliwell and this is my story.