I wouldn't say that I know everything there is to know in this world. I'll admit it there are a lot of things that I do not know. Let's take example for the fact I wasn't aware supernatural creatures existed. I could have gone throughout my entire life not knowing what beasts lurk during the day or night, and yet, now I know I have to second guess everyone I meet. I mean I don't really know if I will always be talking to a human or a non-human. Let's not forget that I didn't know much about my family, but now that I know I'm related to a Dark Hunter, who apparently can't make any friends, I am pretty much damned the moment anyone finds out about our relation. I do not want to put him in such a vulnerable positon so I tend to keep myself out of trouble. Apparently, trouble will always find me â€" no matter how hard I try to stay away from it. I wonder if Trouble and Life are best friends? When I was a little girl I never worried about my family. As I reached my pre-teen years I realized that the world wasn't as I thought it was. At that time instead of worrying about when I would reach that cursed thing of womanhood I had to be concerned about if Mother and Father would make it home. Being such kind and good people and giving their time and talents, not to mention their money, to the world they were always high targets. With them dead I only had to be concerned about myself and my own well-being, but now I have to worry about my Uncle. Though he makes it difficult to care and worry about him, because he needs a serious attitude make over. He may be eighty years old, but he doesn't need to act so cranky and bitter all the time. I wonder if what they say is true about cranky old men...they need to get laid. Eww I think I just made myself throw up.

As Frost walks away I manage a guttural sigh as I close my eyes mentally trying to prepare myself. My Uncle is so quick to anger that I swear his ability to control his anger is nonexistent. I do not think this is the moment to play the 'I am pissed at the world and everyone in it' card. This is the moment when I need someone to comfort me, because I really cannot do that for myself. Mother would have been in hysterics if she saw me like this, but Father would have calmed her down. I've always tried to be strong in front of Mother, because she is always eerily resilient in all things â€" but seeing her only child this badly injured I think would have rattled her. I'm trying to be brave, no, I will be brave when Uncle sees me, because I have to be....I have to be for him. I think I can hear his footsteps and I cannot help, but hold my breath. As soon as the door opens I can actually see some of the light while my eyes are closed. Slowly my bright blue eyes open and I can see his silhouette and for a moment I cringe as he sinks to his knees. He is my Uncle, but in the past I am more familiar with his yelling and screaming, and I cannot deal with that right now. A soft cry is given as he reaches for my wrist, I think in his worry he accidentally holds it a bit too tightly, but I am not angry with him. As he yells I cannot help, but flinch instinctively, it has become a habit for me to do so when he yells and I can do nothing to get myself away from the situation. Softly I speak as I move my right arm to cover my broken ribs wanting to protect myself.

"I was walking in the Park heading home before curfew and two horses suddenly appeared and fought one another and I was in the middle. My leg, my arm, and ribs I got trampled on. They were Were-Horses Uncle...and I got bit...and...I'm scared."

It isn't like me to be scared, but I think I need to tell him. I think he can tell in my eyes that I am indeed scared, afraid, and right now more than anything I really need my Uncle right now.

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable