Once upon a time there lived a princess name Andrea Ambrosia Abadeer. She was the only daughter of the Vampire King, Marshall Lee, and his wife Fiona the Human. As unpredictable as fate is, Fiona, one day upon venturing the vast land of Aaa-suddenly vanished. And come to think of it Marshall Lee was suppose to join her, accompany her, like he have several times before, but due to his father- Andrea's grandfather he stayed, only to witness a great lost he never expected to happen so soon, he had things planned, fate said otherwise.

Andrea was left alone at an age, which she can barely walk, well to make it sound better or good it took her a while to learn how to walk since she hovered ever so slightly (so she learned how to walk at the age of 5). As far as her memory was concerned she had never seen her father as much as she would have wanted, he drowned himself with work. After the lost his wife he assumed the position as the ruler of the Nightosphere. It wasn't that he started fancying the Nightosphere, he just thought Fiona wouldn't want their child to have to impose the role just because he refused it. After all, isn't it the parents who protect their child from danger? Well, that was what he hoped he was doing, though it took a lot of his time, he still tried to be there for her, he tried.

The disappearance of Fiona, Marshall assuming the role of the ruler of the Nightosphere, made the people whisper. Wasn't it rather peculiar that Fiona disappeared (and assumed to be dead), and then Marshall Lee the Vampire King suddenly becomes the King of the Nightosphere, wasn't it rather convenient for Hunson Abadeer. And that fact has reached Andrea even though it's been years since then.

'How long has it been?' She asked herself unknowingly, she had no interest in remembering, all she had were memories. Memories she would rather not know when were created. The wind blew her golden hair and tan skin just like her mother's. She closed her red eyes just like her father's.

Sometimes she wondered: Maybe that was why her father didn't fancy seeing her because no matter what, her golden hair always reminded everyone of the existence of Fiona. His daughter reminded her of a woman he failed to protect. A involuntary tear slid down her cheeks, she actually had her father's slim figure, but still everyone could only gawk at the golden hair and remember such a heart-breaking tragedy.

She learned to suck it in, and she had to remember that she's done nothing but suck it in since she was little. Andrea started to chant in her thoughts: Nothing can hurt me, I'm a princess- she snickered. Well, I'll be a Queen soon...she mentally sighed. I'm so weak. I wonder...Her train of thought started to go on its own again, then she remembered her purpose for standing near the edge of this cliff.

It wasn't because it was the prefect spot to reminisce, but because it was the perfect view of the place she worked so hard to go to. The Candy Kingdom. It wasn't like the Candy Kingdom as all that, aside from the sweets she could barely stand it there. Okay, the truth was she loved it there, the sweety goodness of the entire Kingdom was heaven, heaven that she was prohibited to go to, due to herself, she implemented it on herself. But here she was so close to heaven, she tried to focus, as she normally walked in the Kingdom.

Anxiously she felt for the gold band on her left middle finger. It had a pair of wings on it (not angel ones) and inside the band were words, no one but her and the creator will know. The ring sparkled slightly, and soon she was hovering. She was rather dependant on the enchanted ring, since she was part vampire and demon and then half human it became an issue. When she was a child it seemed easier to do tricks like hovering 10 meters off the ground, but as of now her dominant gene was pulling her down.

Sometimes she also wonders why the heck the human gene was stronger, why couldn't it be her vampire side or demon side? She had no right to complain, because she knows in another place if ever she exsisted or her predicament did, one of the latter gene should be dominant.

'Sucks to be human ehhh' The words floated around her head. SHe could recall feet that rarely touched any ground in front of her, and anywhere near her.

'What if I tell you I can help you?'

"Oh, Why hello Andrea" She snapped out from her minor flashback.

"Ambrosia" Andrea looked shocked.

"It's Ambrosine" The lady with rather pale, close to white (Andrea couldn't really ask if it's white or what, she just felt it rude, but sometimes her skin looks like ice) skin and pale (dyed due to insecurities) pink hair said.

"But I like how our name is (so close to being) the same, don't spoil it for me!" Andrea said, she had so many unanswered questions. For example, the fact that their names were practically the same, she just assumed that her parents had some type of compromise or something, she could never really ask, and she tried to guess for herself, and she had quite a few guesses. Actually, Ambrosia was Amber's- Ambrosine's nickname, thought she begged to change it slightly to avoid confusion, though the fact is Andrea had two names, people usually call Andrea due to another Ambrosia (literally) living.

"Bre!" That and she is also called Bre. Andrea looked behind Amber, she thought of how she just wanted to stanch some of her hair, she was literally heaven walking. Take a bite of her hair it could taste like anything you've never ever tasted before, and then take another it would taste like your favorite food, Amber's hair was Andrea's dream snack.

"Sugar Cane SALAD!" She whistled, the boy approaching blushed slightly, He was Cane Caesar Ambrosine's (twin) brother, her imperfect version.

'Your hair will do' A small version of Andrea said chopping off Cane's pink hair. Andrea smiled.

"What are you thinking of?" Asked Cane

"The old days, when your hair use to be pink and long" Andrea replied, his hair was white because of his sister, and Amber's hair was slightly pink because of him. Now the sad thing was it was harder to put color on Amber's hair than removing color from Cane's. Prototypes, what can she say. Nothing.

"Let's hurry now Bre, or are you not in a rush?" He pushed her towards the castle, she completely forgot why she was here. To meet him. Amber doesn't know, she hoped.

"Oh, where are you all off to?" Amber asked, the couple eyes each other, Andrea lied replying "To a not-so-secret-date-anymore that we arranged" Cane nodded, eyes wide, Amber thinking it was innocence, she let it slip.

"Have fun!" Amber waved as they walked away.

"Such a kind personality, if she ever was tainted by me, your father will eat me" Andrea muttered, Cane nodded hand resting on her shoulder.

So after a while of walking they reached their destination, Cane's Lab in the basement of the castle. Andrea leaned on the table watching Cane doing something she didn't really bother to comprehend. Though she was pretty sure he was explaining something, her mind was off somewhere else. To what could be after this incident.

"Okay, so you got that right?" Cane asked, he had no time to comprehend if she really did understand him, they had to move fast.

"Press this okay, do exactly what I told you" Andrea nodded, she turned the equipment on, a portal opened in front of her, she placed her leg over the portal.

"And remember be extra careful, your interactions with people from other dimensions might ruin their time stream, and perhaps ours, actually I don't know why I'm helping you, but anyways BE EXTRA CAREFUL. You might create something no one wants to face, or make people lose their love ones…" Everything was muffled, and that wasn't good, but she still clearly made out what he said, and she instantly regretted not listening to him, hell she regretted creating this dimension crosser thing.

She might have just turned her reality a reality.