I feel empty, nothing really matters anymore except for killing the one who did this to my parents. I look at their still bodies and their widely opened eyes, my body refuses to move. I have this undeniable need to pinch myself, beat myself, do something to end this dream.

But the reality laughs at my helplessness without any mercy. My parents are right in front of me but they are gone - forever. Will they be okay though? Wherever they are. The thought alone breaks my heart into a million pieces.

I will never be able to hug them or hear them laugh. I would never hear mom's scolding nor will I ever hear dad singing. They are gone, somewhere I could never reach even if I tried. They are no longer here to protect me from the real-life monsters. The monsters who used to feed on my happiness and peace.

They don't look scary as monster's should, but their deeds are enough to send chills down your spine. They have an effect on you and will always have that effect on you. I don't want to think about them but it is not something I can control. I close my eyes as fear creeps onto my skin and fuels my panic giving it enough strength to shatter all the protective walls that I had built.

It reminds me of the nightmare of the childhood that I had. It reminds me of the time when I watched them smile down at me doing what nobody asks a child to fear doing. It reminds me of the time when I begged them to stop, when I told them that it hurt bad.

My breathing became ragged, my vision began to blur, I felt a pricking sensation on my skin. And I felt the all too familiar feeling of a panic attack. Sucking any chances of hope I might have, reminding me, tormenting me with the worst times of my life. I sit down on the floor and try to breathe evenly hoping that it would make the panic attack go away, but it doesn't work, it never does.

"Oh, for goodness sake stop draining all of my power," a voice said coming out of nowhere.

I shriek and place a hand on my rapidly beating heart. I look at the owner of that voice that scared the crap out of me. She looks beautiful almost twenty-years-old, I guess. But what the hell is she doing here? And if I find out that she is somehow involved in the murder of my parents, then she is not going to like what I have in my mind for her.

"Who are you? And what are you doing in my house?" I ask her in a low but threatening voice.

"The one you had been drawing power from, to do something you were doing a couple of minutes ago," she replies confusing me.

What is she talking about?

"What are you talking about? I wasn't doing anything," I declare looking her in the eye.

"You have no idea what I am talking about, do you?" She inquires raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, is it that obvious?" I reply sarcastically.

I am not in a mood to deal with anything right now. Her eyes roam onto the lying figures of my parents and their spilled blood on the floor, her expression changes to one of understanding and pity. I hate pity, who doesn't?

"Every brave act has a reward of its own you know, you might not see it right now but you will understand it eventually," she said slowly.

I don't understand who this creepy lady is and how she got into my house. So, I decided to ask her one last time before I kick her out, "WHO ARE YOU?"

"AH! I forgot to introduce myself, I am the Queen of the demonic world," she replies grinning like a madwoman.

I almost roll my eyes at that and thought that it's about time I gave her a piece of my mind, "Listen here miss 'I am Queen!' This is not exactly the best time for such stupid jokes. You see these people lying on the floor? They are my parents and if you can't tell by looking at them that they were brutally murdered by some psychotic killer, then I would suggest you shut the hell up!"

She smiled down at me as if my anger amused her, "I understand the choice of the universe now, you are exactly what we need."

Will punching her in the face be considered as a rude thing to do?

She blinked a couple of times and then her entire eyes change to black, like completely black. I opened my mouth to say something but a weird gurgling noise comes out. What the hell was that?

"Don't be afraid protector, I'm not going to hurt you. You are going to be safe with me, come with me," she said in a sing-song, melodic voice.

I nodded my head suddenly feeling like somehow it all makes sense; she would never hurt me. But who is she? Why am I trusting her? Why was her voice so weird and melodic?

Then I feel like someone just threw a bucket full of ice-cold water on me and I come back to my senses, I don't even know her how can I trust her? How can I trust anyone?

So, I do the only thing I can do right now, I asked her "What makes you think that I would trust a complete stranger?"

She raises both of her eyebrows as if she just saw one of the seven wonders and questioned. "How did you do that?"

Now it's my turn to raise my eyebrows, "Do what exactly?" I inquired.

But instead of replying she grabbed my hands and started speaking in a weird language, I struggle to get released from her iron grip but she holds on tight. My surrounding's blur and I land on a place which is surrounded by a blazing fire.

To say that this day was different would be an understatement, a lot of things happened today I lost the only two people I had, and now I am God knows where with God knows who. The bright orange fire dances at the sides of my vision. I can see some weird creatures flying with the help of a pair of large wings. A huge castle with a gigantic courtyard is standing before me surrounded by small cottages made of stones. I frown thinking how in the hell did I end up in a situation like this?

"What is this place?" I ask the lady who likes to call herself a Queen.

"The world of demons, my dear," she replied cheekily.

Could this day be any worse than it already is?

"Ok, let me get this straight, you're telling me that this is the world of demons which till this date I thought didn't exist, and then you are also telling me that you're some sort of a Queen," I scowled in displeasure.

"Yes, that would be exactly what I said earlier," she said giving me a crooked smile.

"Why am I here?" I asked finally, because I am as confused as a troll.

She observed me silently for what seems like forever and then replied with a small smile, "To protect these worlds."

"I am a sixteen-year-old girl who barely knows how to punch, and you're calling me a protector?"

Her smile grew as she said, "The burden of protecting the worlds is now on your shoulders, you may not feel like a protector now but the powers will always bow to the one who knows the price they have paid to achieve it."

"I never asked for it," I mumbled looking down at my feet.

"Exactly," she replied, "That's the reason why the power of a protector chooses to bow in front of you."

"Were my parents the price for this power?" I asked her feeling ashamed of myself.

If they were the price for this power, is this worth their lives? No, never in a million years. I would trade every power any world has ever imagined if I could just see them for even a little while. Why would anyone take away the only people I had? And for what?

That is when reality thinks that it is the best time to slap Maya, and a horrible thought plants its seeds deep inside my brain and I speak out my thoughts to the Queen. "Did someone murder my parents because of me?" I asked trying to hold back a sob.

"I think so," she said in a soothing voice. I am the reason my parents are no longer alive. They died because of me indirectly protecting me from someone I didn't even know.

The emptiness resided in my heart like a parasite, eating every bit of peace it could get its hands on. I try to think of a happy moment I had with them, both of them together like a family is supposed to be. But I don't remember those moments if they ever happened because I was too small to remember them.

"You can rest for some time if you want to," the Queen said maybe guessing my thoughts by the look on my face. I nodded and followed her into a dark castle. 

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