Chelsea's P.O.V.

I scanned my backyard jungle and tried to think of how long it would take to restore it to a field. I could probably clear it within the week. Even faster if I work hard enough on it. Thankfully I already have all of the tools I'll need for the job. I sighed inwardly and got my sickle out, deciding to cut the overgrown grass first.

A few ours later I'd cleaned up about a quarter of the field, on the lower left side.

"It looks pretty good," I told myself happily as I sat down on the grass, facing the section I had cleared.

"That it does," a slightly sinister voice stated behind me.

I jumped and turned around to see a vampire-ish man grinning at me. I stood up, wiping my hands on my shorts.

"Thanks Regis!" I smiled.

"You are very welcome," he replied in a British accent, "But that is not what I came here for. I wanted to inform you that I have opened a mine on Volcano Island. Feel free to use it any time you like. Just beware of falling through the ground, I am afraid it's a bit unstable in some spots. It's nothing to worry too much about, though"

I started laughing at his 'beware of falling through the ground' statement. He glared at me silently until I realized he wasn't joking.

"Oh, uh, I'll be careful. Thanks for warning me."

"Well, I will be taking my leave now. Good day Chelsea."

"See ya Regis!" I exclaimed while he strode away. I was surprised he didn't turn into a bat and fly away.

I grabbed my hammer and made my way to the dock, and told Kirk to take me to Volcano Island.

When I got there, I noticed rocks scattered outside. This would be a good place to go when I need stone for a building project. I also took note of the lava flowing outside.

"I guess the volcano isn't dormant then? How is it safe to be here?" I thought aloud.

A blonde woman with Taylor Swift hair emerged from the shadows, "It isn't dormant, but, according to Nathan 'the Harvest Goddess keeps it from erupting so the islanders are safe'." She stated, mocking Nathan's voice.

"Ah, okay. Thanks for informing me..." I trailed off. I'm still unsettled, I don't believe in the Harvest Goddess very much. If she wants people to be safe and happy, why was I anything but? Why did my life take a huge turn during childhood, when I didn't even understand what was going on?

"You don't believe in the Harvest Goddess." she said confidently.

"How did you know...?"

"I'm The Witch Princess. I know everything."

"The Witch Princess." I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. That is who I am. And I think you and I will get along quite well." Witch Princess smiled.

We had a long conversation after that, and she was right. We got along really well. She and I were very alike. Except that I don't have magic, witchy-powers. I smiled contently knowing I had made a new friend, and walked across the bridge to my farm.

I went into the house and checked the new calendar I had put up, since the old one was from 1998.

It was Sunday, meaning Vaughn would be back tomorrow.

Author's note:

Yes, I am alive! Sorry for taking forever to update, my laptop wasn't working. Hopefully I can update more often now that it's working right again. Anyway, thank you guys SO much for the reviews! You guys are awesome and I love reading them! This chapter is mostly a filler, but now that all the beginning stuff is out of the way, it'll get better. By the way, there is a poll on my profile about which one of my stories I should focus on. Thanks again!