Elly sat at a desk in her motel room contemplating what to write. She hadn't spoken to or had any contact with her human parents since she left home at 18, 4 years ago, when she had converted her trust fund into an arsenal.
She sat there musing for a moment longer and then started writing.
Dear Mom and Dad,
This is Elly….you might be surprised to hear from me after all this time….I just wanted to let you know I was still alive. And give you a number you can contact me at if you are ever in-trouble.
You wouldn't believe me if I told you all the things that had happened and all the things I had learned since I left. There are so many things in this world that can't be explained and so many things your better off not knowing about your little girls life.
I've missed you two so much…please put from flowers on little Jimmy's grave for me...
Elly paused tears coming to her eyes as she thought about her little brother James who had been killed by a werewolf when she was 15, though her parents thought he'd been taken, she knew the truth. She had seen it's claws and fangs up close, but for whatever reason it seemed a little…afraid to go near her, so it grabbed Jimmy and dragged him off.
She took a staggering breath before continuing her letter.
Like I said, I'm going to include a number...but if there's ever a time when you need help and cant get to a phone just pray for the angel Adnachiel, I'll get the message.
Take care of yourselves and don't worry about me….I'm safe, and I love you both.
Love and Freedom
-Ella Taylor
When she was done writing Elly put the letter in an envelop after writing down her emergency number and went out to the mailbox on the comer of the street and dropped it in, hoping that it would make it to it's destination.