1 Chapter 1

Golden eyes flash open to the chirping of birds flying over head. "Why am I outside," Sarah asks no one in particular, but gets an unexpected answer.

'Hello I'm Nia and we're outside because this is where you transmigrated to when I was born and you died in you original, making you my host.'

Lifting myself up off the ground I find that I'm wearing a robe and not just any robe a first years robe from one of my favorite books Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling.

Wait a minute a first years robe?!!! Reaching up I touch my face and look at my hands and body realizing that I've reverted back to being eleven years old.

Looking around for the person that belong tot the chirpy voice I didn't see anyone.

'What are you looking for?' asks Nia.

"You, … Where are you?" I ask.

'I'm inside you and I'm talking to you through our bond as a symbiont and host,' answer Nia.

As a now former doctor I realize what she mean I stopped looking for her and thought about the event that lead up to my current predicament.

I'd been walking home from my work place at the hospital as a doctor. when I'd been crossing the street I'd just looked down for but a moment when I'd heard a text come through on my phone. When a black and white truck came barreling down the street and had a untimely meeting with the truck god of death.

'UUuuhhh! I can't believe I was hit by a truck!'

Looking around I find that we're in a forest a rather large and spooky one as the mist is thick and swirls around in the dark shade of the trees. "Nia are we in the Forbidden Forrest?" I ask.

'Yes host, this is a dangerous forest, we should leave before the anything sees, smells or hears us," she answers in a scared voice.

I have to take a breath to calm myself before I say, "Nia will you stop calling me host, my name is Sarah, Dr. Sarah Spyre."

'Okay I'll call you Sarah then,' Nia says in her sing-song voice but she still sounding rather scared, 'I sense many being nearby that could cause us trouble. We should head for the where I sense a large group of people for safety.'

"Okay which direction though? I can't sense whatever you're sensing," I say.

'Once we're safe and in a private space I'll trigger your bloodlines evolution so that you will be able to,' She answers, 'turn toward your right and walk as straight as you can we're not to far."

Walking in the direction she told me to I try thinking towards her, 'What bloodline are you talking about?'

'A Nymph and Elemental bloodline!' She answers.

After that we were quiet as she answered more of my question about what was in this world but mostly she let me be so that I could absorb all of the new information. Close to twenty or thirty minutes pass before we reach a train station where I see children and teachers getting off that heading to where their they need to be.

Until I hear, "First years! First years this way! This way first years!"