My story is about different mythical creatures and beings fighting for the greater good. I have it broken up into a 3 part series. Here's an insert of my story: I sat straight up in my bed. The connection has been there all along. I just refused to see it. Selfish, selfish, selfish, selfish. That’s all that ran through my head. I remembered when I first learned of my magic, my parents told me that good and evil always had to be in balance in order for the world to be at peace. Maggie told me that something was happening, and because of my estrangement from my parents over something that now seems so stupid, I ignored the warnings. The months leading up to losing my parents, Maggie had written to me on several occasions telling me that she could see a shift in my parents’ behavior. They were more on guard and gathering people together for secret meetings.