Wicked World ➵ Dunbar

Chapter 1

My life wasn't exactly normal, it never wasn't going to be normal. But there is a reason why it never will be normal.

I'm a witch.

Yes that's right, I'm a full blooded witch.

In training.

Plus let's not forget I was born with flaming purple hair, no I don't dye it it's really purple, short purple hair that stops just on my shoulder blades, and the cut was to the side of my face and it goes shorter the further back you go. Long at the front short at the back, It was the way it was always cut.

I Madison Carson was unique, I'm not a freak.

I was originally born in England but soon moved to America at the age of five when the hunters in France, the Argents, came looking for my wicked mother to kill her for killing one of their own, which is understandable but she fled taking me with her.

Growing up with my mother wasn't something I wish anyone on. My mother was cruel, evil I should say. She never said 'I love you', never gave me a kiss goodnight after she tucked me into bed, never gave me a hug like a mother should if I fell over and hurt my knee, she never hugged me when I cried. No she was the opposite to that. She always said to me I was weak and I didn't deserve to be loved, she would often slap me to force me into my bedroom to sleep, if I had a nightmare she would place a spell on me to give me a worst nightmare for waking her.

My mother was the definition of Evil.

Today is my fifth-teen birthday, which means I can finally leave my mother and find a new home.

I guess you are wondering how I grew up with a mother like her, how I learned I was a witch like her, and how to make spells. Well unknown to my mother, I found a spell book that was passed down in our family, she never used it because she was into Dark Magic, so once I found it I used it to make myself more powerful and one day to leave this horrible place called home, and today is that day. Grabbing my black duffle bags, the both of them, laying out on my floor, I open up my wardrobe and place all my clothes, shoes, belongings, laptop, chargers, camera, money, wallet, ID, earphones, make up and my spell book, I zip them up and place on my outfit to run away in.

Wiggling into black skinny jeans covered in many rips, a purple galaxy jumper with black sleeves and dark purple doc martins, I quickly brush my hair out and look around my room making sure I hadn't missed anything.

Outfit- http://www.polyvore.com/ww/set?id=171460527

Grabbing my phone and placing it into my pocket, I pull my spell book out of my hand and place my bags over my back and walk out of my bedroom door closing it quietly so my mother wouldn't hear me. Our house was an old castle that had been left to rot but my mother bought it and made it her own. Running down the stairs as quickly as I could I whistle for my pet eagle to follow me, he screeches and flies behind me as we race over to the front door.

BANG!

I cover my face as green smoke surrounds me, stopping me from getting to the front door.

"Where are you going my child" My crazy mother says smirking at me, crossing her arms.

"Away from you, I'm fifth-teen, I'm able to leave now mother, you don't have control over me anymore" I state looking at her seriously.

She glows her eyes green and I cause mine to glow.

"Step aside mother" I growl at her.

My mother smirks and then nods stepping aside.

Too my shock I look at her surprised and she smiles at me, her wicked grin nothing was new "You will regret the day you left me child" She says and then waves her hand at me, causing my body to move off the ground and she flicks her wrist out the door causing my body to fling outside and I land on my chest hitting the hard ground harshly, my pet eagle flies down next to me and I push myself up and look towards my mother.