Growing up once again was not easy this time around, which Raven - or Hayley Marshall - soon learned.
First and foremost, she soon discovered the consequence of killing someone at her age. During her first full moon with her new family, Hayley had to undergo such a painful transformation of becoming a small werewolf pup. Fortunately, when she finally shifted into her werewolf form, it also fully activated her dormant witch bloodline. Hence, she was able to make a small alterations on her new parents' minds during her transformation.
"Awwww such a cute puppy!" and "Her fur is so soft to the touch!" Those were the very words that her foster mother or Dorothy Marshall said during Raven's - no, Hayley's - transformation.
Meanwhile, Robert Marshall remained unperturbed about the entire thing that Hayley was surprised to see his lack of reaction. However, after probing into his mind, Hayley finally found out the reason behind the man's nonplussed expression when she had shifted into a werewolf.
It looked like the Vampire - Marcel Gerard - had put a compulsion on her parents to the point that her family became open-minded to the idea of anything strange occurring in their household.
For that very reason, Hayley was able to shift every full moon without suffering any repercussion from her parents in the next years to come.
They even took care of her during the full moon and thanks to her witch bloodline, Hayley is able to control her transformations. So she can shift parts of herself, like clawed hands, a fluffy tail or ears, lethal fangs with werewolf venom, night vision eyes and so on.
And as the years progress, Hayley could do more than shift herself into a werewolf, she could even shift into a raven or a werewolf with shadow wings. It looked like this world had an abundance of magic and Hayley could tap into it so easily without worries that she no longer needed to siphon some from the chakra gem on her forehead.
As she grew older, Hayley made it her goal not to draw attention to herself or even start a fight with anyone else. Hence, she was considered a loner, a weirdo, and other things by her peers, but most of all, by bullies whom she constantly ignored.
Despite the bullying, Hayley did not use her power, especially during instances of heightened emotional state which would serve like a beacon to Trigon - her evil father - whom she knew would not stop at nothing to get her back and use her for his own ends.
So for more than fifteen years, Hayley Marshall lived a relatively normal life.
However, this all changed when one of those night creatures decided to prey on her father when Hayley Marshall was sixteen years old.
Hayley's family lived in a small town, where there is nothing much to see but farmlands and a scattering of small creeks here and there. So when a Supernatural creature suddenly appeared in the town, where no other Supernatural community lived except her, Hayley was bound to notice the anomaly.
And thankfully she did because if Hayley had only minded her own business, then she would have been taken off guard when the vampire attacked her father while he had been in the process of leaving the garbage bin at the front of the house.
Hayley had been in the living room when it happened. She had only felt a spike of fear and then pain coming from her father. The moment she sensed her father's distress, Hayley did not think twice about it before she immediately teleported herself in the front yard to defend her father.
In a flash of blackness, she stepped out into the front yard and right next to the vampire who had Hayley's father locked in an unforgivable hold that prevented him from escaping. It also appeared like her father was under compulsion because Robert Marshall was not even blinking at all when the vampire was trying to drain all the blood from her father's veins.
It took her just a few seconds before Hayley decided to intervene. With a flick of her wrists, she forced the vampire to relinquish his hold on her father and mentally ordered the vampire to sleep. At once, the vampire dropped like a bag of garlic on the paved sidewalk. Afterward, she conjured some magical ropes to keep the vampire captive. Then, she telepathically sent a quick instruction to her father to go back to the house and have her mother treat the ugly wound on his neck, where the vampire had ripped it open with its fangs.
"I will be there with you in a minute, father. Don't worry. I will see to your blood loss and heal your wound after I'm done with this monster." Hayley assured him when her father passed her by with a dazed look on his face.
It was a good thing that Hayley was able to suppress the pain receptors in her father's brain and quell the rising panic in him to prevent Robert Marshall from experiencing the side effects of being bitten or even feel the growing shock of being attacked by a supernatural creature.
Hayley nonchalantly observed when Robert Marshall glanced from her and back towards the unmoving vampire on the ground.
"I will deal with him," She said to her father, who simply nodded his head after he noted the steel behind her words.
Thereafter, Robert Marshall half-stumbled, half-walked back towards the house, which left Hayley to contend with the unconscious vampire on the ground.
As she stepped closer to the vampire, she started to probe the vampire's mental barriers. It looked like the vampire was fairly young. As she pierced through the dark shroud of his mind, she discovered that he was sired by someone named Reginald Grievous.
"Strange…" Hayley muttered the moment she finally noted the golden thread that seemed to flow through the Vampire's body, which appeared to be connected to his heart and brain stem. A supernatural thread that was attached to the vampire's nervous system. Or it was some kind of cursed magic buried in the vampire's psyche.
As Hayley tagged at the odd thread, she was shocked to see it lighting up, even glowing brighter when she pushed a tendril of her magic into it until she could see the thread leading her somewhere else.
Curious beyond comprehension, Hayley decided to follow the thread.
Soon enough, she found herself standing right next to a room full of coffins in some kind of dark, abandoned warehouse.
She blinked after she noticed the golden thread that led her there was now running straight through one of the coffins. A frown marred her brows at the sight of it. Suddenly, Hayley knew that the coffin contained a vampire even though she was just starting to stretch her mind inside the coffin.
Who's there? A male voice mentally asked her when Hayley tried to probe his mind, which turned out to have more mental barriers than anyone - or any creature - she had encountered before in that world.
He's far older than the other vampire who attacked my father, Hayley concluded as she cautiously regarded the dusty coffin. I wonder who he is...and who the rest of them are….
She looked at the other three coffins within her range.
I know someone is there. I know you are powerful too….So whoever you are... Be a Darling and try to get me out of here alright? I swear that I will be completely in your debt if you just remove this goddamn dagger off my chest. The male vampire said to her in a voice that was trying to sound charming, but it fell on deaf ears when it came to Hayley.
Nonetheless, Hayley was beyond curious now. And as she looked around the dark warehouse, she realized that she could only take one coffin with her if she teleported back to her home.
I am still wary of the supernatural creatures in this world. Even two vampires are still far too dangerous for me...despite the fact that I have the capability of subduing them with my magic. She digressed.
Still...This vampire in the coffin, who must be older than the vampire that attacked my father can give me some answers as to the reason for their existence, even perhaps teach me all their weaknesses. She inwardly considered.
So with that thought in mind, Hayley Marshall finally made a decision.
After putting a tracking spell on the other coffins, Hayley Marshall then turned her attention to the vampire whom she had followed the connection to.
I'm taking you with me, Hayley mentlly told the vampire. So stay still and don't disrupt my concentration. I'm going to teleport you and your coffin to my parent's house.
You are going to WHAT?! Teleport me to your parent's house?! How old are you, little witchling? The ancient vampire demanded, sounding both shocked and curious at the same time.
Just be silent, will you?! She ordered, growing irritated by the vampire's way of speaking.
Is that how you speak to your elder?! No respect at all?!
For her part, Hayley simply rolled her eyes and ignored the vampire's question instead.
There is no time to waste. I need to move and leave the place before anyone discovers that I am there. She silently decided.
Afterward, Hayley touched the surface of the coffin and thought about her family's barn.
And the name is Kol by the way. In case you are wondering….The voice, which was dripping with sarcasm, informed her through their mental link.
That was the last thing she heard the ancient vampire said right before he let out a yelp when Hayley suddenly teleported them away from the warehouse full of desiccated vampires stashed in coffins and back to her parents' property.