(A/N: flashback timeeeeeee)

I looked around. It was nighttime and mama had taken me and Ash out. It was so cold, and snowing. We had gone to a part of town I had never been too.

Mama had woken us up and got us ready to go outside without telling us why. She seemed upset for some reason. I didn’t know why, but it was so cold that I didn’t ask.

I just wanted to go back inside. I wanted to go home and sit by the fire with Ash and mama and drink some coco.

It was past Christmas time so the streets were pretty much empty except for a few people. Everyone knew it was insane to be outside.

Mama stopped at a place I had never seen before. She let go of Ash’s hand so ring the bell.

I heard shuffling inside and right when they opened the door I realized mama had not grabbed Ash’s hand. She quickly picked me up and ran.

She left Ash there in the cold right in the doorstep of that place, leaving him with strangers and taking me with her. She had left my little brother and taken me.

(Time skip to when Maya was 15)

I walked through the halls of the hospital knowing there was nothing left for me here know that mother had passed.

I would let myself shed tears in private but not right now. Right now I had to keep it together and find Ash.

I don’t know why but I felt the urgency to find him more than ever. Mother had told about our heritage.

She told me what would happen exactly 2 months after our eighteenth birthday.

She told me that no one could know.

But I need to find Ash to warn him, he deserves to know. 

Mother never wanted a funeral, she had told me that she wanted to be left where she died, I didn’t understand it but I agreed. I had to find Ash anyways.

I didn’t know where to look or where to start, but I was going to find him.