So, just as a head up, the beginning is going to be slow burn until chapter 7. She won't meet the kings until then.

I also pick a person to model all my characters off of. For Hekate I chose Bailee Madison, as of this year.

I really hope you like this fic, guys! It's taken over my brain to where I can't write for anything else.

Hekate Jackson appeared to be your normal New York girl. She loved fashion, school, her friend Mariana and her mom. Hekate was very smart, even skipping a year in middle school. She always had straight A's. She planned on going to college after graduating. She was going to take a certified nursing assistant class her senior year because of her mom. Her mom was her role model in life. Hekate wanted to be a RN like she was.

You'd never guess what Hekate kept hidden underneath all of that. She wasn't a terrible person, she was very nice in fact. She was a sweetheart, but this sweetheart could kill people with a touch. She always thought the universe played a joke on her. A very sick, twisted, cruel joke. Later in life she developed the ability to see the supernatural. She could see ghosts, demons, poltergeists and detect when someone wasn't human. She had the powers of her namesake, the Goddess Hekate.

Her mother got into mythology while she was pregnant. She had never given it much thought before that. Since Hekate somehow happened to be born on October 31st, her mom named her after the witch goddess, Hekate.

Hekate didn't find out the real joke the universe played on her for a while. Her powers kicked in when she was five years old. She was at the park, wandering around while her mom watched. Someone's dog got loose and attacked her when she approached it. She fell back, the dog snapping at her. Hekate tried to push the dog away from her, crying out in fear. She felt her hands tingle before the dog fell limp beside her. Hekate had cried for hours about that, blaming herself for the dog dying. Her parents consoled her, saying the dog must have been sick and that's why he attacked. Hekate never believed them.

The second time Hekate's power activated was when she was ten, leaving her scarred for life.

Robert Jackson was a handsome man. He had dark brown hair, light brown eyes that he passed down to his daughter. She was the mirror image of him. He was a partner in a law firm. That's how he met his wife and Hekate's mother, Selena. Selena was a nurse in the ER and was treating a client of his. They hit it off quickly, falling into a whirlwind romance. Robert and Selena got married a year and a half later. Another year later, Selena was pregnant.

Robert, Selena and Hekate were the cliché happy family. Robert would take Hekate to daycare, school, play dates and things like that. Selena would spend her off days and on-call days with her family since her shifts were so long. Robert and Selena were still very much in love, until Hekate was nine.

Robert began to face troubles at work, already weary of the job from so many tough cases. His partners were trying to cut him out, not that he would tell his family that. He began drinking after Hekate went to sleep, at first. He soon escalated until he began drinking after work. That's when Robert changed. He was mean, snappy and didn't care much about his girls. Hekate had to have her friend's parents drive her home. Selena would argue with Robert when she thought Hekate couldn't hear, she usually could.

Robert began getting abusive when Hekate was ten. Hekate didn't notice at first, not until her father began beating her mother in front of her. Hekate would be too terrified to say anything or try and stop her father. He was extremely violent when drunk.

One night, Hekate had had enough. Robert was yelling about something stupid, something Hekate couldn't remember anymore. Selena tried to go put her daughter to bed, something Robert didn't like. He slapped his wife so hard she fell to the ground, holding her cheek. He went to kick her but Hekate ran to him,

"Dad, stop!"

"Shut up, Hekate and go to your room!"

Robert had tried to grab Hekate's arm to pull her when she didn't move. "Now!"

Hekate cried out in pain as he squeezed too tightly, tight enough to leave dark bruises later. "No!" She tried to push his arm off, feeling the tingle in her hands again. Hekate gasped when her father's hand fell off her, watching as her father crumpled to the ground. She tried to shake him, tried to get him to respond but he never did.

Her mother had picked her daughter up, running to her room and called the police. The whole time Hekate wouldn't let anyone touch her or touch anyone. She was barely able to answer the police officer's questions. She had shut down, replaying the scene over and over in her head.

Hekate had killed her father just by touching him.

Selena then became Hekate's entire world. She became the best mom she could have ever asked for. Even though she had long shifts, she still made time for her daughter. She made sure she never felt like she was alone. She never suspected Hekate was the one who killed Robert, believing the coroner's findings of a heart attack. With Selena taking care of her, Hekate grew up into a wonderful young woman.

Hekate was beautiful, just like her parents. She always let her hair down, it being naturally straight. She was very good at makeup, applying it every day since she was around sixteen. She loved fashion and expressing herself through clothes. The other girls at school usually complimented her on her outfits, if they weren't too jealous. Hekate never really talked to anyone besides her best friend, Mariana, so he ignored them all.

Hekate and Mariana spent all day together during the week and sometimes during the weekends. They had almost all of the same classes, had lunch together and walked home together. Most days they would stop at their favorite coffee shop and walk through the park.

This Friday didn't seem like that was going to change, but the universe loved to mess with Hekate it seemed.

{X}

Hekate's long hair was pulled back in a braid for once. She was wearing a green flannel shirt, a vintage rock band tee underneath and some jean capris. She wore black flats to complete her outfit. She had on some green eyeshadow to match her flannel, some winged eyeliner as well. She had dark red lipstick on, some of it smearing on the straw she was sipping iced coffee through. Hekate rolled her eyes as another boy was openly staring at her. Her expression brightened as Mariana sat across from her, finally having her own coffee.

Mariana's black hair was half up, half down. She had on some winged eyeliner around her brown eyes, not going for a lot of makeup like her friend. She just liked eyeliner, mascara and lipstick. She was wearing a t-shirt dress in a light-yellow color. She had on black converse that matched her jewelry.

Mariana grinned at Hekate, "That guy over there is checking you out."

Hekate huffed softly as she put her drink down, "I know."

Mariana just laughed softly, "Still no one you're interested in?"

Hekate shook her head, "Nope." She shrugged as she looked down at her phone, texting her mom back about where she was.

Mariana hummed as she drank her own coffee, looking through her messages. She then frowned as her mom didn't know where Martin was, her older brother. She looked up at Hekate, sighing. "Martin is missing, again."

Hekate frowned at her friend, lightly drumming her nails on the table. "What's up with Martin lately?"

Mariana shrugged, texting her brother while she talked. "I don't know… He's been snappy with me lately when I ask. He's been worrying Ma a lot." She got up, throwing her empty drink away, "Wanna head home?"

Hekate threw hers away, glaring at the guy who hadn't stopped staring. She smirked when he finally looked away, his face flushing. She followed Mariana out onto the street, walking beside her. "Do you think he's got a secret girlfriend?"

Mariana snorted softly, "I doubt it. He hasn't hidden any of his other girlfriends from us. Why would he start now?"

Hekate sighed as she put her phone in her pocket, looking around curiously at all the people around them. "I don't know… Just trying to figure it out."

Mariana paused as she saw a flash of brown and black, looking across the street. "Hekate, look."

Hekate looked and gasped, Martin was walking down the street. He was talking on the phone, looking a little irritated. Hekate also noticed the new tattoo on his shoulder, "When did he get a tattoo?"

Mariana glared as she turned around, holding Hekate's hand so she didn't lose her. "I don't know but Ma is going to be pissed." She then began pulling her friend behind her, "Come on, let's find out where he's going."

Hekate was glad she was wearing fingerless gloves like usual, too afraid to let anyone touch her hand otherwise. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

Mariana looked back at her, grinning. "Yeah. Then I can tell Ma and he'll be so busted. I bet he's just sneaking off to go drink."

Hekate sighed as she walked beside her friend, staying back enough so Martin never noticed them. "He really needs to be busted… he's gotten such an attitude lately."

Mariana frowned as they turned around a corner, dodging some people who nearly ran into them. "I know. I've wanted to punch him for a while. Ma always says-"

Hekate laughed softly, "Karma's a bitch and you're better than that."

Mariana smirked at her friend, "Yep." She then stopped when they turned a corner, pulling Hekate back behind the wall.

Hekate frowned as she looked down at her friend, "Mariana?"

Mariana looked up at her friend, squeezing her hand tightly. "I recognize the guys he's with… They're a gang that's been rising in the neighborhood… They're really dangerous, Hekate. They've killed people, a lot of people."

Hekate felt her heart beat quickly in her chest, peering around the corner. "Martin joined them…?" She could see Martin talking to another guy. The second guy was covered in tattoos, having some on his face though she couldn't see what. She could see the gun in his pants, poking out over his tank top. She looked back at her friend, gulping. "We should go…"

Mariana shook her head, biting her lip. She then sighed as she looked again, "I'm going to see what they're up to. I need to know what Martin's done. We need to help him."

Hekate squeezed Mariana's hand tightly, keeping her put. "We can't help him if we're dead, Mariana."

Mariana looked up at her friend, her eyes showing how determined she was. "He's my brother, Hekate. He's stupid and a jerk, but I love him. Please? We can go after we get a video on your camera."

Hekate sighed, slumping her shoulders. "Okay, but we have to be careful." She reluctantly followed her friend, sneaking along the street. They hid at the edge of the next building, crouched down behind a huge flower pot. She got out her camera, starting a video. Together the two of them listened into the conversation.

Martin: "So, I'm finally going to be initiated?"

Stranger: "Yeah, dude. Tonight, I promise. The boss was really impressed with how you took out those rival gang members. You'll fit right in here."

Martin: "I'm glad. I've been waiting for this."

Stranger: "I know. We've noticed how patient you've been, we've noticed. It won't be for nothing, though dude. You'll get some new ink tonight after some more blood is spilled, we're gonna party."

Martin: "Hell yeah, dude."

Mariana gasped, looking up at her friend as she whispered. "Martin killed people… Oh my god…" She stood up against the wall, placing her hand over her heart. "I can' br-breathe…"

Hekate stood up, rubbing her friend's shoulders. "Focus, Mariana, on your breathing. In, out. Slowly. Breathe, okay?" She peered over to see no one had noticed them yet. She turned back to Mariana, "We got to go, okay?"

Mariana didn't seem to be listening to her, staring at the ground looking like she'd seen a ghost. "Martin… he… He killed someone…"

Hekate tried to grab her but Mariana jumped out from behind the building, "Mari, "She whispered harshly.

Mariana ignored her, walking to her brother since he was alone on the street now. "You killed someone, Martin?"

Martin turned to her, his eyes widening in shock. "Sis… You got to get out of here, now!"

Mariana planted her feet, glaring up at him. "You killed someone, Martin, you're in a gang? What's going on with you?"

"Who's this?"

Martin froze as his friend came up behind him, eyeing his sister. He stood in front of her, blocking her from view. "No one."

The man shook his head, "Come on, dude, I know that's your sister. I'm not stupid, or deaf. She's near hysterical man. She needs to shut up before she tells someone."

Martin gently pushed Mariana back behind him more, trying to be sly about it. "She won't tell anyone, Nick."

Nick raised an eyebrow at Martin, gently rubbing his fingers over the metal of his gun. "Oh really? She looks ready to take off."

Mariana gulped, holding tightly onto her brother's jacket. "N-no…"

Nick chuckled, "Uh ha. Sure, sugar." He quickly raised his hand up, shooting Mariana in the head. A second later Mariana fell to the ground, blood spilling out onto the ground around her head.

Hekate's gasp was covered by her hand, shaking in fear and shock. She had just seen her friend casually shot in the head. She glanced up at Martin to see him fighting Nick. Hekate stepped onto the street, her camera now in her bag. "M-martin?" She didn't know where to run and get help or help Martin now.

Martin turned to her after punching Nick, using the short break he had. "Get out of here, Hekate! I got him."

Nick grabbed Martin's shirt and pulled him down, punching him in the face so hard a tooth fell out. "I doubt that, boy."

Hekate stepped back in fear, debating for a few seconds before running. She continued running even when she heard Nick and Martin calling out to her. She made it to the street corner just as she heard another gunshot. She turned and cried out as she saw Martin fall to the ground, grasping at his chest wound. Nick had also shot Martin.

{X}

"Haya?... Haya!"

Haya looked up at her new guard, Marshal Lincoln Williams. He was frowning down at her, holding out her new case of colored contacts. "Can you wear these?"

Hekate, no, Haya as she was now called, looked down at the case. She sighed softly before nodding, "Yeah… I've worn cosmetic contacts before."

Lincoln nodded his head, "Good. Put a pair in." He handed over a bag full of contact solution and contact cases. "Make sure to keep a pair on you at all times, even an extra. We have to protect your identity."

Haya walked to the mirror, sighing as she placed the emerald green contacts in her eyes. She blinked to get them in focus, looking in the mirror. Her hair had been lightened a few shades since it was difficult to dye brown hair. Her eyes were now green instead of brown. Her eyes though, they weren't as happy and lively as before. She looked a little dead inside, scared.

Lincoln gently rubbed her shoulder, looking down at her. "You're going to be alright, Haya. After all this is over you can go back to your mom, to your real life."

Haya glanced in the mirror at herself, gently rubbing her face. "Without Mariana…"

Lincoln frowned softly before gently patting her shoulder, "We got to get going, Haya. Our plane leaves soon. You're going to be riding in a private jet for the first time!"

Haya managed a small smile for her new friend, "That's something to look forward to… No crowded airplane seats."

Lincoln smiled as he grabbed her bags, walking to the door. "Exactly, kiddo."