For a young teen, you were already pretty skilled in combat. You could use any weapon handed to you without having to be taught, and you had a vast amount of knowledge pertaining to any weapon. You preferred bows over anything else since range gave you more advantages than weapons with melee.

However unfortunately for you, you weren’t blessed with the best family in all of Fontaine. Your home life was never stable and your family was always involved in some sort of criminal activity, so you were never home a lot—not even at night. Instead, you always went to Lyney and Lynette’s magic shows, their tricks always mind boggled you and they got your mind off your family. And hell, you even managed to become associated with the two siblings and their other brother, Freminet.

It was late one night and you had just successfully climbed out of your window—again. Your bow was strapped to your back and your Vision dangled from an arrowhead necklace you wore. It was while you were on your way to Lyney and Lynette’s magic show that you heard the sound of heels approaching you from behind and a gloved hand being placed on your shoulder. You turned around to see a tall woman wearing an odd monochromatic suit, looking down at you with her calm, yet odd eyes with red x’s as pupils.

She was quiet for a moment before speaking up in a calm voice. “What’s a little one like you doing out so late?” She asked, her tone didn’t sound mocking—it sounded almost motherly as she addressed you.