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I’ve had a few days to digest everything that’s happened recently. In some ways, it all feels so surreal, almost unimaginable that these things happened at all. I mean, someone literally opened a portal to Hell and its inhabitants spilled out into our world and nearly dragged us all back to Hell.

But it didn’t happen. We stopped them. Icon and Lyger, The Iron Knight and a couple of people I’ve never heard of before. And of course, I played my part. We worked together and as a team, we stopped the world from ending. Of course, it didn’t all go so smoothly. That Vigilante guy seemed to be hurt pretty bad, and Icon rushed him off as soon as the portal came down. I don’t know if he’s even alive, but something tells me we haven’t seen the last of him just yet.

One of the things that bothers me is that we have no idea what caused that whole mess in the first place. Some people have been speculating that it was that Nightmare killer that cause the whole mess, but that doesn’t seem to add up, from what I’ve seen. That just doesn’t seem to be his style. It’s a mystery, and one that I’m not sure we’ll ever really get the answer to.

And that scares the hell out of me…no pun intended. 

For hours after the phone lines came up, I was getting calls from my friends and family, just making sure that I was okay. Janice and Jason both called, but not before Jack. I even got calls from some of our business partners all over the world, just wanting to make sure that I was alright. 

It broke my heart a little that my parents didn’t bother to call for an entire day after everything had been taken care of.

Twenty. Four. Hours.

I know that my parents. Most specifically my father was still reeling from what had happened to me. He hates what I’ve become, and has gone to great lengths to avoid me. After all, he did just send me all the way across the country so he didn’t have to deal with me on a daily basis. But this really bothered me, I mean, sure…I’m not exactly your average girl next door anymore. 

But let’s face it, I never was to begin with. But I always was “Daddy’s Girl.” And the cold reception I get whenever I talk to him now…I can’t even explain how that makes me feel. 

He thinks that I’m a disgrace, an abomination. All because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. But I’m going to show him that he’s wrong about me. I am going to make a difference. The demon horde showed me that I can make a difference. 

Though, I need to get a better costume. That’s when I get an idea…

Giovanna, one of my closest friends, and one of the few people that have stuck by me during my “ordeal,” as my father calls it, and one of the only people that I’ve felt comfortable enough with to tell my secret; just happens to be an up and coming fashion designer. I know that she can help me out with my “wardrobe problem.” 

Knowing that I can’t fight the good fight with my dad’s tie wrapped around me face forever I pick up my phone.

“Hey Gio, it’s Alexa. I think I could use with your help something…”