Welcome to Mist Hill

Chapter 1; Kidnapped.

The sun was already starting to rise when I woke up. It was the norm for me these days. Since I was no longer needed to get up and make sure I looked pretty before the person next to me awoke then had to get back in bed and force myself back to sleep. No it wasn't like that anymore. It had not been for about four months now. Since I left him. I look to my alarm clock and see that it is only six o clock. Even though I don't need to do so I get out of bed. Heading to my little kitchen I make quick work of making coffee. No one should ever have to go one single day without caffeine. Or meat, on that thought I head to my fridge and grab bacon to cook. It gets tedious, living like this, all alone day in and day out. But this is still far better than what I left behind. I had done well for myself, I took a three month short course to finish my graduation process. Today of which was my last exam. I had given up too much of myself, I was just starting to get that part back. Each day, little by little I was becoming me again. The me that listened to old school rock and not the awful pop songs of today, the me that let her naturally dark brown hair grow out instead of dyeing it red to suit other's needs.

After breakfast I get dressed quickly and head out, I was to meet my mother for coffee before I went to write. I get into my old little Shelby 500 and drive downtown. Finding a parking space takes longer than I would have liked. I keep checking my rear-view mirror for the red Mustang I had been seeing tailing me for the last few weeks. I guess I could just be paranoid, but I had never listened to my instincts before and that only got me into shit. Spotting my mother waiting at a table I head over. We are in a cute little café, with nice stone tables outside with matching benches, inside the atmosphere is warm, cosy. The walls ranging between brown and beige. In here they opted for wooden tables and chairs. Sitting down across from my mom I take a deep breath. This woman was the reason I was surviving now, although she was not exactly awesome when I was a child she was trying now. She was after all the one who got me the little apartment I was currently occupying and got me groceries each month.

'Hi mom' I greet as I sit down.

'Hello Phyre, excited for your last test?' she asks me. I groan.

'Mom if I wasn't excited when I was in high school why would I be excited now?' I ask her.

'Sorry just asking' she answers putting up her hands.

'I just wanna finish now and be done. Get a job and pay you back' I say as a waiter approaches us, he hands my mother a cup of black coffee and apple pie, to me he hands a cappuccino.

'Hope that is okay, I knew you wouldn't have a lot of time' she says.

'It's good thanks and yeah you're right. Speaking of what is it you needed to see me so urgently about?' I ask her as I sip at the steaming beverage before me. She looks uncomfortable but tries to shake it off as she looks back at me.

'Your father contacted me, he well he wants to meet you' I nearly choke on my coffee.

I had never met my father. Didn't even knew who the guy was, then again I thought neither had my mother...

'You told me you didn't know who my father was' I say. Letting the suspicion show in my voice.

'I had to tell you that. It was better than the truth' she replies.

I look at her utterly dumbfounded. How in the hell could a lie be better?

'How mom how was that better?' I ask exasperated.

'What did you want me to do? Tell a three year old that I knew her who her dad is and he knew about her since I found out I was pregnant but still left?'

'YES! I would have appreciated the truth. Cause now I know he's a slimy asshole that I don't want to meet' I retort. She sighs.

'He is your father Phyre, maybe you should give it a shot'

'Or maybe I can go write my exam and continue to put my shattered life back together. I have enough shit on my plate mom I don't need this too.' I say. Before she can respond I get up and leave.

***

I could not focus worth a damn on my exam, I only prayed I knew enough to let me pass. After I am done writing I head outside welcoming the breeze upon my face. Keeping my hair down has proven a pain in my ass all summer long, but the heat was better than the alternative. Ever since just after my twenty first birthday my ears decided to start going all pointy at the tips, as if that wasn't weird enough my brown eyes got a golden hue to them. I went to countless doctors and literrally none had any answers as to what the hell was happening to me. So with people staring at me I started wearing contacts and keeping my hair down. I go to my car, I was just getting my keys out when a hand tapped my shoulder. Turning around I look into the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen, they were emerald green and seemed to glow, the face surrounding them was just as gorgeous. Strong straight nose, cheekbones of a supermodel, and a sinfully hot mouth framed by shoulder length mahogany hair. I realize this stunning man is talking;

'Sorry uh what?' I say stupidly. The man smiles.

'I asked if you are Phyre Williams?' his voice is deep and rich, like coffee from Brazil.

'Yes I am. Why?' his smile turns a little sad.

'I am here to retrieve you. Since you have refused to meet your father I have to do this by force'

'Wha-' I am cut off when the man blows green dust in my face and in seconds I am fast asleep...

***

When I wake up I almost believe it was all a weird dream, but once I open my eyes that hope is shattered. I sit up on a huge bed adourned with red and gold sheets, the walls around painted to be in a similar fashion. The bed is so soft, so comfortable. I look around startled to see a beautiful woman sitting by the bedside. She is reading a book her long golden blonde curls falling over her shoulder. Soon she looks up at me and a smile spreads across her face.

'You have awoken. That is good news!' she says excitedly, her voice sounding like a song.

'Where am I?' I demand.

'Oh that does not matter now, we need to get you to the throne room right away' she gets up grabbing my elbow. I try to pull away but this is one strong chic!

'Throne room? Why? What is going on?!' I demand.

The woman turns to me, her eyes are gold. As in GOLD. What the hell.

'I know this must be frightening, but I promise you there is no harm for you here. Now if you come with me all your questions will be answered' she says.

I don't know if it is her voice or the motherly way she rubs my arm but I nod and follow her. I don't pay any attention to my surrounding as we head to a major room with wood floors and white with silver walls. Looking up I see two chairs, fancy chairs, which appear to be actual thrones like in the old Disney princess movies. Atop one of the thrones sits a man. No more than forty years old, neatly tied back dark brown hair, like mine...

We reach before the throne and the woman next to me curtsies. Not knowing what the hell to do I copy her. This draws laughter from the man. I look at him as his smile grows.

'You do not need to bow to me' he says. I arch a brow.

'Why not?' I enquire.

'Because child although I am the King you are my daughter. Welcome to Mist Hill'

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A/N Hey everybody! Welcome to my little fairytale! Please note I am writing this and another book  called mythic Wolves currently as well as writing exams. I will upload chapters as soon as I can. Neither book will be affected by the other, both will receive equal writing times and updates.Chapters will  also get longer so chill!! As I did with my other book I apologize in advance for any grammar or spelling errors, I have double vision in my right eye due to an operation earlier this year, this will be fixed as soon as my exams are done, then there will be less errors (unless I am like super tired when I am writing that chapter) So that shall be all for now, remember to follow comment and vote!!!