She lost her parents at a very tender age. Left to be trained by her grandfather.
 After they are mysteriously murdered by an unknown culprit.
Trauma haunts her for eight years, life becomes more and more unbearable to the point she becomes emotionless.
Things become more weirder and weirder. A photo of a missing dad, a blue hair, water turning to ice in school, and a school boy with an unknown history. What more could she ask for? Well, there was more coming for her.
What happens when she is attacked by a demon from nowhere?
And what is this I hear? 
A blue blood?

Mysteries: Legend of the bluebloods

I find myself staring into Holden's black eyes. He was staring right back, I blink flinching back. 


"where am I?" I ask, looking around. I was surrounded by flowers... no, I was surrounded by ruins, blood and a strong feeling of hatred and anger. 


He stares at me for a moment, a little longer. "You're at my house." He says calmly, so calm I have to confirm I'm not dreaming. 


"your house?" I blurt, trying to get out of bed but end up flinching instead. 


He holds me steadily so I don't hurt myself any longer. 


"Yes. My house." He says, staring down at me. When I stare back, I'm certain I saw something in those eyes, but I wasn't certain. Was it concern or... 


"you're awake!" I hear a merry deep voice boom in the room, causing us both to pull away from each other. It was Jax and he wasn't kidding when he said he'd missed me. 


His blue little frame wraps around my shoulders in a hug. I smile, a sincere one. 


"missed you too." I say softly, and there was silence. 


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