Have you ever struggled with trying to deal with two different parts in your life? Like, how to live with your parents when they're divorced, or having two different family cultures, or anything similar to that? Well my struggle is like that, but waaaaaaay different.

You see when I say 'different parts in your life', I mean by being two different species! That's right folks, I'm not human; well not all human to be more accurate. You see my parents are both opposite beings. My mom is human whereas my dad is, get ready, a freaking demon!

Yep, you heard me, a demon from Hell, a citizen of the underworld. Which makes me, you guessed it, a hybrid. A half human and half demon being. How my parents started out is like this, My dad got bored of his duties in Hell one day and went to the surface somehow. To have a change of scenery, at some point he saw my mom performing at her seiner year concert in high school.

Mom was only eighteen when they meet and then the rest is history. Anyway I came around a year after they were married, they couldn't be happier. But with me being born, my dad had to go back to Hell for our safety, especially mine. Apparently, human born hybrids are considered extremely rare down there and can have impressive abilities.

If word got out that a human/demon hybrid existed. A lot of other demons would stop at nothing to get their hands, claws, or whatever on me. And use me for whatever purpose or scheme they would plan. My dad didn't want that for me, so he left me and mom a week later when I was born and it was just me and mom ever since.

My mom handled raising me on her own quite well, even with a few bumps on the road. Reason for that, is because I wasn't all normal by appearance or behavior wise. I mean have you ever seen a kid with black/red hair with red eyes and perfect pale skin? Or didn't react or cry with anything that's scary/horrifying to any other kid or adult?

With that, let's just say it was difficult for mom to come up with an excuse to anyone who asked. And... it was a bit hard for me to. While growing up other kids bullied me for how I looked and wasn't scared of things that I should be along with not having a dad. But I didn't let their words get the better of me. I was my own person and that was good enough, plus since I wasn't giving them the satisfaction when picking on me. So they all gave up latter on.

When I was eight, my life took a huge turn-around. My eye sight got 10 times better then most, so did my hearing. I started to feel the presence of others, when they're either close or faraway. And if they mean to do me harm in any way. it's like a 'Spidey sense but in my own version, I have better reflexes to. When I told my mom about it, she started to tell me the truth about my dad for the first time. Finding out what and who I really was 'not gonna lie' a bit of a shock but at the same time amazing.

As soon as my demon side started to kick-in, my dad made a plan to visit mom and I on my birthdays and half birthdays. When I'm not around. But not without leaving something for me to 'have or to 'help me in the future. On my tenth birthday, I met Misty. She's a demon that dad sent to keep an eye on me and report on my 'demon side's' progress. Dad may have sent a body guard but to me, he sent me the best friend anyone could ever ask for. What's cool about Misty is that she's a shadow demon. She can hide in anyone or any thing's shadow and no secret you keep is safe from her.

What she likes to do in her free time, well let me put it like this. You'll feel like your being watched and there's something behind you, you'll turn around and "Boo!", you make an accident in your pants. Yep, she likes to scare the sh*t out of people literally. And sometimes when she's that good, she will scare you half to death, no lie. She's done it to some, with no mercy.

As I got older, my abilities got sharper, I've now became very skilled archer. No matter how far or how small, no target is safe from me. And thanks to my senses and reflexes, nobody can get the jump on me. Not even Misty, much to her disappointment, "Ha" ;p'. And, I can out do any obstacle course or obstacle in general, whether its hand made or natural. In my high school, I'm the president of the Archery club, the Athletes club, and the Horse-back riding club. Yep, my high school has archery and horse-back riding clubs jealous~'.

There are times that I get to talk to my dad, but only threw his magic and supernatural abilities. Neither he, nor my mom will tell me what kind of demon he is or what he looks like. Apparently playing the 'mystery dad' is fun to him and I have to keep on guessing, which adds to his amusement, but adds to me frustration. Come on! At least give me a hint or something!

Anyway, now in high school, not a lot of people don't give me garbage of my appearance or taste in style. Cause apparently, the 'Mysterious Dark beauty' style is in at that place. I've gotten more fan boys and admirers then the school's 'queen bees'. Their anger and jealousy is worth the amusement. Even rubbing it to their faces is hilarious. Now I'm getting close to the end of high school, which means I'll be turning eighteen 'Yes!' .

Why is turning eighteen so important you ask? Well its the day that not only will I be of age and get my full demon powers, but I also get to meet my dad in his home land! I thank my mom for making him come to that agreement "your the best mom!" . Though at that point I thought, 'When that day comes, I'll make sure things will go smoothly so nothing can go wrong'. To bad I jinxed it, without giving away to much let's just say that things didn't go as planed 'Great note the sarcasm.

My names Erica Nightshade and this is the story how my life started my adventure in a certain hotel in Hell. 'no pun intended'