You belong to a long line of master thieves, dating all the way back to prehistoric times. All this time, your family became the greatest thieves of all time… however… there was always on other who tried to be the best… her name was Clockwerk…
Originally a female anthropomorphic owl, she was once the greatest thief of all time, until of course, one of your family member’s came along… as the years went on she got older, and she began replacing parts of herself with robotics…
As the centuries and eras went on, Clockwerk observed your ancestors steal all her infamy, her heart filling with jealousy and hate. More centuries pass and soon, every part of her became robotic… except her heart… kept alive by jealousy… and hatred…
She became massive… ginormous even, a once small slender owl becoming a massive iron war machine of a bird…
Now… modern times, your father was reading you books about your ancestry after getting home from robbing a bank. As he tucked you into bed, Clockwerk descended, tearing off the door and immediately killing your father with her iron talons full of hatred…
She then turned her glowing yellow gaze to you, her eyes filled with envy. Your family always had family, descendants to continue the legacy… Clockwerk had no one… so you? She wanted you… she wanted you to be hers and only hers. Her child. She opened her iron beak and began speaking… her voice distorted and scratchy from years of staying silent in the shadows.
You… come here… my precious child…
Her iron talons reached for you as her ginormous metal wings prepared to take flight… back home to her isolated home in Krakarov, Russia…