Some think of me as young. Some only see me as a 16 year old with a lot of power that she doesn't know how to use. It's not that I know a lot of people, I've always been a loner. I even got pushed around a lot but after months of torture at the hands of my former bestfriend's father, I've grown in more ways than one. So today I stare at my only God knows how many years old father's eyes and defy him.

"Do you really think that me healing Dramin is going to break the sight?" I yell at him. Ilyan puts a hand on my shoulder and pushes his magic into me to try and calm me.

"I am your father and you will not speak to me like that!" Sain yells back.

I thought about how to answer him. I couldn't outright tell them that I was older than what they thought or that Sain wasn't really my father. After all, they were depending on me to help destroy evil I couldn't tell them that I was the real evil! Zacharel had said that this was the life where I would finish what I started so I would be forgiven and Heaven would take me back but the problem was that if I tried (like really tried) to win the fight, I would have to unleash even more darkness to the world. My only other option was to tell Ilyan and the others the truth about myself why I came into this life the first place and I also needed them to understand when I contacted the rest of the lords to help me and bunch of demon possessed warriors showed up at our doorstep!

I knew the lords would help me since I'm one of them but only William, Scarlet and probably Anya would remember. Yes, I am Joclyn and I am one of The Lords of the Underworld.