I knew nothing about talismans. Heck, I knew nothing about magic in general, let alone anything about monsters or aliens or an ancient civilization that still exists today to protect us all. I thought I was normal. I knew nothing, nothing except that I was just an average teenage kid trying my best to make it through school. Homework, bullies, teachers who were out to get me: those were the problems I was dealing with. I thought I was normal... I should have known better. Now that my grandfather is gone, it is my turn to answer the calling. To deal with the secret world of monsters and Alcovians. Of talismans and magic. Of death. My family legacy. My inheritance. Oh, how I wish I was normal. At least bullies don't try to dip you in buffalo sauce and eat you for dinner.