Two Different Worlds (Beta TOH)

Beginning

In almost every situation there is a wild one. Out of the ordinary. Carefree, reckless and seems insane. No one ever stops to think why they're the way they are or what their motives are until something strange or bad happens them. Then people just kick back with their Apple Blood and think "Sucks to be them."

Well, you see I'm the wild one. I literally fell out of my own damm realm for being wild and now here I am.

In jail.

Alone.

Heartbroken.

Betrayed.

I know that's a lot. To my defense, a lot happened to me in only five months. I reunited with family but also made a new family. I nearly got killed and I had people I learned to love get hurt. I made great friends and I even fell in love.

I didn't know one choice could change my life, my beliefs, my everything. But dammit it, it did.

Let's rewind. 

FIVE MONTHS EAILER

I'm Lucia Noceda! And for starters, I'm typically known as a "Wild Witch". Someone who didn't fallow the rules of my realm.

The Boiling Isles is typically a place where everyone has to choose a path. Despite it being seemingly chaotic with every type of monster one could imagine, people want things to be organized. As a witch, it's my "job" to choose a coven. A coven is where you are limited to one magic. Everyone joined a coven. I didn't like that though. So I didn't.

My entire life motto was that I did what I wanted, when I wanted, how I wanted. Yes I got in danger but no one cared. I didn't even care.

My parent's were killed by the most powerful coven, the Emperor's Coven, when I was young. I remember them telling me and my little sister, Luz, we were going to the playground. As we were walking a group of guards approached me and my family in the broad daylight. I didn't recognize them but my parents look horrified and I remember being told to run as the guards grabbed my parents and my sister. I hid behind a bush and watched them being escorted off. There was screaming as they dragged my family away. My little sister who was three, looked over at me with a mix of fear, betrayed and sadness. She was too slow so they caught her. I know, I'm a horrible person for not grabbing her but it was too late if I wanted to stay alive. I remember staying hidden behind that bush for at least four hours before I came out.

The next day I remember being told my parents had been executed by the Emperor. Luz's case was unknown but everyone just thinks she's dead as well. To be honest, I think she may be too. I lost hope a while ago. I really wish I grabbed her.

You think I might remember more about my morbid childhood but I don't. I was only five fucking years old. And from that day my family was ripped from me, I had a vendetta against the Emperor.

Staring at five, I had to raise myself on the streets of a dangerous place. I stole for money and food. I did whatever to survive. I almost accidentally killed a guy (he's fine. I hope). I wasn't a bad person. Just a broken one who put survival first. Anyone would if they were in shoes. So by the time I was fifteen, I became the most wanted criminal in the Boiling Isles. I had wanted posters all over town, so I wore a beanie, a cape, and a bandana covering my face all the time.

The Emperor was after me. The Emperor being the most powerful coven; everyone seemingly wanted to join them. Everyone would have thought the Emperor would have caught me but they didn't.

I could fight really well. I was stronger than all the guards the sent after me.

I was doing fine on my own. But I was really lonely. No one was there for me. No one was there to hold my hand when things got tough. No one made me laugh or smile. No one ever told me they were proud of me or that I did good.

So, you know being alone with no friends I would spend my birthday chilling at home, which was old apartment in a sketchy part of town.

But for my sixteenth birthday, I was running from the Emperor and his guards. It wasn't new, it was however annoying.

A couple of came banging on the door of my apartment and after knocking one out with a punch, I just ran for it. I only grabbed two things. My staff named Owlbert and my old yellow bag I pickpocketed from some bitchy blond cheerleader.

The bag contained the most random stuff. Extra snails, a pack of Hexes Hold'em cards, food, Apple Blood, a book, stale mascara and a hair tie.

"Come back!" The guard who stood, shouted at me causing a lady walking her demon to glare at me. It was a normal evening for everyone else, just not me.

Using my staff, in one swift motion, I was up in the air, barley out of breath. However, the guard I didn't knock out also had a staff. Without even looking behind me, I could tell he was close behind me. So I just leaned forward and flew faster.

Sadly the guard they sent after me was fast. Faster than everyone else before. Damm, I thought.

I looked around desperately for something to fly into. Then I saw the weirdest thing.

A floating door. Just out there in the open. The entry was a pale glowing blue. It looked like a portal from a children's book. It looked somewhat familiar but ya know, when running from someone who want's you dead, you don't put thought into it.

Without thinking, I dove towards it, just trying to get away from the guard. Looking back, I see what a shitty move what was. But whatever, I'm sure everyone would have done the same thing.

Seconds later, I was falling. It was so quick but I just remember losing grip of my staff, and having my stomach plummeting to the ground. I was soaring but I couldn't see anything. Seconds later, the I met with the hard solid ground.

As a witch, my pain tolerance is very high so it didn't dramatically effect me. However, I did feel like my bones were broken by a million bricks and on top of that killer migraine.

"What the hell?" I murmured.

I opened my eyes to see an old roof of what looked like a shack. How did I get here? There is no sign of any door or where I just came from.

What happened? Where did that door take me? All all these thought fill my head and I get the courage to look around.

I rolled onto my stomach and realize in fact, I am in a shack. It's dusty, has dark furniture, and a funky smell of dirt. Strangely, I can't see where I came from. No glowing door.

I probably just blacked out, I thought but I did feel like something was off in a way.  Damm, I was right.

I'm was happy to see my bag was still by side. But Owlbert was a gone. Oh shit! Hopefully, he's fine. It's better he's not wherever the hell I am.

As I got off the floor, I noticed the open door with light flooding it. "Thank god," I whispered, my voice raspy from all the dust. Hopefully I could get the hell out of there and return home. I stumbled out of the creepy shack and breath a sigh of relief. There were leaves falling off short trees, dirty green grass and a chilly breeze. Looked normal. I just blacked out. My relief was shorted lived once I realized something. THE SKY IS BLUE!

WTF?

The Boiling Isles was a strange place but the sky is always purple. It's common sense.

I began to freak out. If I'm not in the Boiling Isles where am I? I think

My mind flew back to the stories I heard as a kid of a different realm. A realm of humans. A realm where no one did magic.

Could I be on Earth?

"Crap."