CHAPTER 6:
2003, somewhere in San Francisco.
"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Fiona…", Wendy started. "This was not any girl. She was special from the moment she was born. She was a princess. Her father was the ruler of all the men. And her mother was beloved under all the people, because she was caring and helped them whenever needed. When Fiona was born it was celebrated under all the people.
The king's family lived in a beautiful castle among all the others, not in a land far far away, like in most stories. This made them even more special and beloved under the people. However it did also made them more vulnerable. As in any fairytale there was a wicked witch after the little princess. She knew that the family was special. Not only because of their status, but also because of a talent they had. Which was passed through their bloodline. It made them powerful, in the good sense of the word.
Little Fiona had the talent too and the wicked witch knew she was the easiest to catch. The father and mother were too powerful, but the little girl didn't knew her talents. Not yet anyway. Therefore the wicked witch knew she had to handle soon, before the girl was old enough to know her powers. So one night the wicked witch send her servants to kidnap the girl. So she could get her talents and after that kill her. After all what use did the girl had if she had lost her talents?
But thank god there was the nanny. She heard of the plans and before the wicked witch could send her servants to kidnap Fiona the nanny ran away with the little girl. They escaped to another country, where she knew no one could find them.
There Fiona grew up. Never knowing she was a princess or that she was in danger. The nanny knew, but always kept a close eye on the girl. The years passed by and it seemed as if everyone had forgotten about the princess, except for her parents of course. The nanny had her sources so she was kept informed about what was going on in the royal family. The mother was devastated that her girl couldn't be found, but after many years she gave up. The father however never though the girl died. He's still looking for Fiona.
So Fiona never knew who she was so she couldn't get hurt. However her talents couldn't be lost forever. Therefore the nanny made a decision. By the time Fiona will turn 16 her talents will have develop itself. The first signs will come a few weeks before this special day and the talents itself will start coming a week before the birthday so Fiona could get used to them.
Around the same time the nanny had to tell Fiona who she truly was, so she will be fully aware of her talents. Until this day there is no happily ever after to this fairytale because Fiona is not even 16 yet. But now is the time to tell her who she really is. She has to be prepared to destroy the wicked witch."
After a moment of silence Joey asked: "That Fiona girl, it's me, isn't it?" "Yes Josephina it is", Wendy answered. "But I don't get it, you said this girl will receive her talents in the week before her 16th birthday. Mine isn't until February 4th." "Not really my dear, it is in six days."
Wendy went on: "I didn't only kept you hidden I also tried to avoid every sign of you being the princess, therefore I led you believe your birthday was on a whole other day. Actually February 4th was the day we escaped. And Josephina isn't your real name. Well it is, but it's your middle name."
"Anyway, you might have used some of your talents without knowing it yet", she concluded. "Really?" Joey thought what the talents could be. She didn't felt different, she could also not remember doing anything spectacular today. "So what kind of talents?" "That is something I am afraid I can't answer my dear", Wendy said. "I don't even know myself. The talents are different for every member of your family. After all, I am just a babysitter. What do I know, right?"
"So now I know, my parents aren't dead. Can I please go see them?" "Again, that isn't possible. You see technically they don't know you yet." "I don't understand", Joey said. "Well it is a bit complicated. We didn't escape to another country, you and I, but to another time. We went to the past so the wicked witch couldn't find you." "Yeah right, that is not possible", Joey said. "No, neither is it possible that men are flying through the air and blown up, right?"
Joey had to think about that for a few minutes. "Okay I don't know if I believe this, but if it is true I actually come from another time? This is too weird… I bet there were flying cars too..." "No of course not", Wendy answered. "You're born in 2006, that is not so long from now is it?"
"So if this all is true that means my mom and dad are alive in this time already, I mean I will be born in just a few years. So I can visit them." "Maybe, but you we have to be very careful. Beware of the wicked witch. You must first get all your powers before you can reveal yourself to others. You must be able to protect yourself. That is the main reason we have hidden you. You first must get your full powers, then you can defeat the wicked witch yourself."
Suddenly it hit Joey. "The witches, from this morning. Am I a thing like that?" "Not a thing my girl, it is nothing to be ashamed of. You're family belongs to a long line of good witches. They help the innocent and they kill…", Wendy coughed before she went on "…demons. Demons are the servants of the wicked witch."
Suddenly Joey remembered a thing that happened that afternoon. When she was attacked by the men in black one of them tried to hurt the guy who helped her. She thought of hurting the man in black and suddenly the baseball flew trough the air and knocked the man down. "So I am a witch. Huh."