Prologue
Just thinking back of the road I have come. Its like taking slowly a bandage of a new wound. It hurts and it stings and the tears are starting in your eyes. Before I started with this trip, I lived in a small town in Texas. Had great friends, going to college at a young age and I was living with my mum and my step dad. Well I never really called him my step dad just Phil or the baseball guy. But all of those things can be taken from you in a blink of an eye. The people you trust in your home can be the ones that hurt you the most.
My roots were never Texas. I was born in a small town in Washington called La Push. When I tell this to people they never believe me. How can a white girl with ice blue eyes and brown hair be part of an old Indian tribe. Well that is something you can blame my mother for I only have the hair color from my dad's side of the family. Well as I was telling you I was born in La push my mom left my dad when I was eight years old. A month later she already picked me up and left the divorcing papers in stat. Cruel right well I never truly forgave my mother for taking me away from my dad. But I think she knew that I was going to be a special girl.
I only saw my dad in the summers but I stopped coming since my fifteenth birthday but thats a story I will explain later. My dad is the chief of the Quileute tribe in La Push and is also the chief of police of La Push and Forks. That is not a joke you know there is not a town next to Forks that's called spoons or knives. My dad has a brother Billy who is just a bit younger than him, Billy has one son Jacob or how I like to call him Jakey he is three years younger then me. That kid never learned how to keep out of trouble and when he was young he would follow me everywhere.
My grandpa always loved to tell stories about our tribe. Like how the cold people came and were defeated by the wolves. I never truly believed in those stories or magic. Boy was I wrong because everything just came crashing in at once. You know it's true about what they say that you will only believe it when you see it. After I knew the truth I was trusted with this secret to carry. My grandfather is the only one I can talk to about the secret and he told me I could not tell my dad about my involvement.
My name is Makayla Serena Black. I am eighteen years old almost nineteen, I graduated from high school on the age of sixteen. I am the daughter of Renee Dwyer and Charlie Black.
My mother and my step father were murdered a few months ago by some weird creatures . Who are the enemies of my mothers family they saw us as treat because I had come of age. I just walked in on them lying death in their own blood when I was coming back from school. You know that was just the story we made up for the cops. You never know when those cops get nosy. The true story was that I was in that room when they were murdered. Tied down on a chair where they were tortured to death. After they killed them they were coming for me. I protected myself and I dealt with them no more torturing people for them.
When I was born my grandpa called me an angel of the moon, because of my blue eyes and the white hair I had when I was born. The people from my mother's side called me a savior the girl who will control the elements. I am part Quileute and part of a special group of people you call elves. I have wolf blood and magical blood streaming in my veins.
So here I am on the road to go live with my dad and the hard part is can't be using my powers. Because I had to swear off an oath by my grandmother that I can only use them when some other magical creatures are hurting the people I love and care about.
I am going to be living in a small town with what 2000 people who live there. I better hope that something weird happens or it's going to be pretty boring around there.