6.2 – Me and My Family

My name is Ben. I’m currently 12 years old. I’m the middle child, of five kids. I’m also the most different. You see, I’m a witch. My half-older sister Leia is a fairy, and so is my younger half-brother and sister Boba and Rey. My half-older brother, Yoda, who’s older than Leia, is a vampire.

Neither of my “parents” are witches. Well, okay… my mom is a fairy and my “dad” is a vampire. My actual dad, biologically, is a witch. He’s also where I got my hair color from. My eyes and skin color are from my mom.

My half-siblings don’t seem to mind, much. My “dad” cried when he found out, and my uncle (who’s married to my biological dad) was… well… outraged. Mostly at my mom. They fought a lot now, a lot more than they used to. I mean, they hated each other before, but now… things were a LOT worse.

By a lot worse, I mean that my mom and uncle fought constantly. So did my uncle and my biological dad, and sometimes my uncle fought with my mom’s husband… although my uncle would be the one yelling at him, and he’d just be crying. I didn’t understand why.


”Ben, sweetie, I have something to tell you. As soon as you become a teenager, you’ll be going to a special school. A school for supernaturals. I want you to behave, alright?” My mom asked me.

It was almost my birthday, when I’d become a teen. I didn’t quite understand the significance of the school, but I decided to not voice any complaints. I wanted to make my mom happy with me.

”Alright, Mom. I’ll behave.”


We moved to a different town, and my uncle and biological father, as well as my half-brother Azrael, moved out of the house soon after. My mom, dad, and half-siblings all took potions to… make them human.

Mom had two more potions for the younger twins, when they grew up. I was going to be the only supernatural in the house.

6.1 – Escape

The one thing that I wanted, was to escape.

After Mom had the twins, Boba and Rey, I was mostly ignored.

Everyone was so surprised that Rey had Dad’s hair, and eyes that came from several generations ago. My mom’s, mom’s mom. At least, one of them. My uncle explained to me that my mom’s mom had two moms, and the one that Rey got her eyes from, was an elf. I didn’t really believe him.

Mom ended up growing up a few years later.

Then she told me the truth. She told everyone the truth. The person who I thought was my dad? Yeah, he wasn’t my actual dad.

The only thing I wanted to do was escape.