The Divine Hellgoer's quest

Running away isn't as easy as people say. Especially if you're 15 and only just getting used to the fact that if you aren't cool in High School, you're a nerd, or an anti-socialite. If you looked at me at a distance you'd say; "Hey, Dewy, your hairs on fire!"

Forgot to introduce myself, didn't I? I'm Delouise Georgia Kentia Mitchell. I can't stand people calling me Dewy. It's either Louise or Delly. And only my aunt Lucinda is allowed to call me Delouise, because she's like the mother I never had.(her family are allowed too, obviously) My own mother and father died in a fatal animal attack when I was one and a half years old. I was raised by Lucinda and her husband, David. They have a son, Martin, who is the same age as me. He is only a few months older than me, but he still plays the protective older brother whenever 'they' try to pour ice-water over my flame-red hair. 'They', namely Geri and Erie Gouldfoul, were Edison High's chief... queen Bees? Bullies? I'm not sure. All I know is that the principle is their step-father, and he lets them get away with everything.

I was running away. I couldn't stand the constant stares from people around school, and whenever relatives visited the Mitchell household, I felt alienated, like someone who shouldn't exist. Well, I shouldn't. But I didn't know that then, did I? I was never supposed to be born. And as far as the people of the Void of Darkness are concerned, the sooner as I'm whisked off the face of this planet, the better.

I should probably explain what the Void of Darkness is, and why the Council there want me dead. Basically it's simply what the name implies. A dark void, sitting halfway between our world, and the Divine World. Evil creatures live in the Void. Vampires, werewolves, witches. Think of a dark creature, and I'll guarantee it exists in the Void. The divine world is different. Calm, serene. Angels and other Divine spirits like peaceful ghosts travel freely from their world from ours. How do I fit into all this? Simple, really. I'm a Divine Hellgoer. Even simpler put, I'm half-angel half-vampire. I'm part of a prophecy, made centuries after the Divine, Dark, and human worlds were first separated;

One of all shall defeat the darkness,

With a diviner and a Hellgoer by her side,

Hair of flames and eyes of silver,

To her all worlds shall fall.

Nasty, right? I'm the one who is supposedly going to cause all the worlds to re-unite, just like when the world was first created. In the human world, we debate whether God created the world, or the big BANG! caused the creation of the worlds. Actually, it's neither of them.

A Divine Hellgoer much like me used ancient magic to create the Divine and Dark lands, and the two worked together, dark witches and Divine angels, combining their powers to create the blue and green planet we call Earth. This Divine Hellgoer was named Hecate, and the Void took some of her power to boost the amount of witches in the witch clans, and a Diviner took some of it to become the Queen of Angels. The last part of Hecate was summoned by a human, a Greek, and they made her Goddess of Magic. Hecate's soul, exhausted from the amount of power she had to use, having being split into thirds, let go of a small amount of magic that separated the worlds, so slowly that no humans, Diviners or Dark creatures noticed, until they were unable to see the other worlds. The humans, who had their minds wiped by what little power Hecate had left, had completely forgotten the time when the Dark creatures had practically been neighbours with them. Only a select few humans chose to live in the dark world, and did so for many years, before finally letting a witch make them into the first vampira. The vampira were fast, strong and were able to travel to the human world, and live like normal humans until their bloodlust got too much. Then they'd simply find a passing human and bite them. These vampires did not age, and they called themselves Lempira. My father was a full-blooded vampire. One of the first. A vampira. My mother was one of the Queen of Angel's many servants. My father's name was Avitus, and my mother's was Amara.

I told Martin about my plan of running away, and he sighed loudly.

"Del, I've something important to tell you."Oh, God, are you dying? Please don't say you're dying, Martin! He gave me a sad, sympathetic look and told me everything I just told you. I felt shocked. He'd never believed me before, when I'd told him about seeing a gold ring around the pupil of my silver-grey eyes, or when I said I looked in a mirror and my hair was glowing, on fire, and it wasn't even burning my face, or scalp. So when he told me that I was going to bring the world to its knees, my initial reaction was to throw my pillow at him. Then I looked deep into the dark-amber pit of his eyes and realized he was telling the truth.

"My mother and father weren't killed by any old animal, were they? What was it? A hybrid of a cat and dog that a witch made to kill them? A shape shifter? A werewolf?" I asked, trying to keep myself from strangling Martin.

"No, no, and no. Your mom and dad were killed by a Vampira, Delouise. Your dad was killed by one of his own kin, Amaryllis, the first female Vampira. She was his human sister, back when they were humans." I could feel a tingling sensation crawling up my back. All I could see was red. I was angry. I could tell that my fire-red hair was actually on fire now, and the silver in my eyes had deepened until they were almost coal black. I could also feel something sharp pushing against my lower lip, indenting it.

"WOAH! I think you should calm down a bit, Del! If you go full vampire, you'll go crazy with bloodlust. Even if you are half angel, I think the demon half is stronger than the angel half in you."

Listen to him, Delouise. You are my daughter, and even if your father is more aggressive when you are angry, I am here to keep you calm. Relax. You must listen to me, child. I may be dead, but I am your mother! Think of the one thing that helps you relax. Focus on it. Now, breathe out. Calmness is an absolute must-have when you are a divine Hellgoer. Everything became clearer. I could feel my teeth slowly shrinking, and my hair cooling. My eyes must have gone back to normal, because Martin climbed down from the shelf he was crouched on, looking frightened.

"its okay, Martin. My mom kind of spoke to me, and I'm not all vampire-y anymore, ok?"I spoke in the most soothing voice I could, and Martin's eyes glazed over and then he shook his head, like he was trying to shake something out of it.

"Del, if your mom spoke to you, it means you can speak to all diviners! And did you just hypnotise me?"

"Eh? Why's that? And how could I have?" I stood up, using the mom-tone that Martin hates.

"Duh, Lue, isn't it obvious? Your mom is like so totally the queen of angels! How cool!" I spun around, focusing my gaze on the intruder. GERI? I thought, sitting down again, looking at Martin in a confused way."

"Oh yeah, meet Geraldine Fitzwater. She's a witch, and a very powerful one at that. She's also the Hellgoer mentioned in the prophecy. Neither of us know who is the Diviner who will accompany you on the quest, but yeah, it's true. Your mom is the one who used Hecate's magic to become queen of Angels. Your angel royalty, girl!"