Michaela Winter AV 505 (7 years old)
As far back as Michaela could remember it was just her and her grandparent. As much as she tried to remember her parent she couldn’t even picture them in her head. Her parents had died when she was about a year and a half. You would think that she would remember something about them but she couldn’t. Michaela’s grandparents always told her about her mom and dad all the time. How they fell in love, how much they loved her and so on and so on. All she knows is that her mother was dead, they don’t know why, how or where. Except that one day they found her dead and half torn up body on the front lawn. Then Michaela’s dad killed himself about 6 months later because he couldn’t stand being around her grandparents or around Michaela which she guesses she couldn’t blame him for since everyone said that she looks exactly like her mom in every possible way, except that she has her father’s eyes and hair. Michaela was upset. She couldn’t remember not one single thing. She told her grandparents that when she was older she was going to find out who (s), or what killed her parents and her grandparents believed her. Michaela could remember the hard night and days of training with her Grandfather but he also remembered all that her grandmother had taught her. A lot of Zith looked down on Michaela and her family, not because of what happened but because they were different then all the other Ziths.
Michaela’s family didn’t have slaves, they didn’t hunt people unless they absolutely needed to, they didn’t use themselves to make other people fear them. Sure they would if it was necessary, but unlike most Zith they liked outsiders and tried to get to know them and befriend them. Michaela has great pride on how she was raised but sometimes she wonders on how things would be different if her parents had raised her. She missed not being able to really know them, of course she has met them but she couldn’t remember any of it at all and sometimes she wished she did. Not that she hates her grandparents, not that was not the case at all, she loves them as if they were her own very parents, which they were, but they didn’t give birth to her, but every now and then she found herself thinking about what had happened. She also wanted to know if her dad’s death really was sucicidal or whoever (s) or whatever (s) killed her mom, made her dad’s death just look like a suicide and Michaela’s life mission was to meet friends, and possibly people to help her figure this out, and to find out who killed her parents.
Michaela’s journey started out long and harsh. She didn’t have much to go on as not much was found out. Just how they were killed and when they were killed. Not even how they were killed gave them many clues because anyone could have done it. Michaela believed that it was an animal or some race having animal instincts but then as she did more research and asked questions she learned that humans and many races can kill like animals and mimic exactly how an animal would kill someone, so that put her back to square one.
Michaela then found kinda of a lead or more of a hunch that she should start in Sunberth. The more that she learned about the Sunberth the more it made sense to her that that is where she should start. Sunberth was known to the most horrible of people, high crime, mobs, gangs, bad people galore. Sunberth didn’t really have many rules either, that is why a lot of bad people fit in there. But Michaela knew deep in her heart that her search was not going to be an easy one. Her killers weren’t going to be in the very place that she looked. She hoped that along the way she would meet people that would help her and that she would find leads as to what had happened. Maybe someone would hear people bragging about it or something. Maybe even possibly she could make her experience better, learn new things and get help from the many people that she hoped to meet on her way. One thing that Michaela knew for sure was that she was not going to let herself die until she found out who had done this to her parents. End of story. Her story, her life would not end, no matter what pain, what battles, what torture she had to go through to know the truth about the murder of her parents.
So on the 15th of Winter 505, Michaela packed her bags and went down the stairs to hug her grandparents goodbye.
“Good-bye, I must go now and find out what I must know, I will try and keep in touch with you the best that I can, and I promise that I will never forget you guys, the lessons you have taught me, or the life that you have given me. Know that I must do this for my own peace of mind and when I find out who it is I will let you know.” Michaela said to her grandparents as she hugged them both tightly and then made on her way.
Without a glance back she left, she knew if she looked back she wouldn’t want to leave, and this is something that she had to do. She hoped though that she found who had killed her parents so she could bring her grandparents a peace of mind before they died.
Michaela set out on her journey. It was hard to stay warm in the winter, it was hard to fly through the snow with the wet snow, even through non-wet but very thick snow. Michaela knew one thin for sure that she was going to Sunberth first. Michaela learned that she didn’t have much money so she stayed in the most horrible places but she knew she had to do it. She had to stay alive. Her grandmother always told her that she had the will of a Lion. She knew this to be true. Once Michaela had her mind set on something, that something was going to get done. Michaela made the hard and long struggle to get to Sunberth. She knew that when she got there, if they let her in, that it would be much easier.
I must not concentrate on that right now. I must concentrate on the task at hand and that is getting through this blasted weather to get to Sunberth.
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