Chapter 2

The train stopped a little after midnight in a small town. From there they hid on another that took them to a bustling city a long way from the place that held

them captive for months. The city was big and could easily hid the small family to be. Once they arrived in Peitons as the town was called they went in search

of a place of there own.

It was fairly easy for them to get a small flat with a time advance so that Calcifer could find work. The flat was simple but his mate found it to be perfect. Within

a weeks time the baby was on its way. It was a cold stormy night as Calcifer helped his mate deliver their baby for a doctor was out of the question. He did not

know what to except for it was very rare for a hybrid to be born. Soon a beautiful little girl was born. However she was born with tiny cat ears and tail. Calcifer

assured his mate that when she was older she would learn how to make them disappear. "Oh Sofia, she's beautiful" He said with a big grin on his face. Sofia

smiled softly.

"What will you name her?" she asked. He paused for a few minutes. "You will name her and I will choose a meaning to accompany it." "Very well, I shall name

her Anastasia" "Anastasia….." He thought for a moment then smiled. "The meaning shall be: Breaker of the chains" He said proudly. Soon Sofia drifted to sleep

leaving Calcifer smiling holding his daughter close to him. " I am sorry little one, you will have a hard life with both humans and demons" He whispered. Little

Anastasia just smiled. "I will protect you and your mother for as long as I am able" He knew the doctor would not stop looking for them, he must be stopped.

It had been almost two months since Anastasia was born and she grew far faster then a human. She looked to be four years old. Sofia was shocked at first but

Calcifer explained that demons aged quickly while young but once they reach about 16 they stop growing at a rapid rate then once they hit age 20 they age

very slowly as it is their prime. Ana as was her nickname was very smart, she loved to listen to both her mother and father tell stories. Whether it be about a

great battle in hell or how her parents met. She absorbed knowledge like a sponge. Life for the little family was peaceful until Anastasia was 17. That's when

everything changed…