You were a very distant family member of Joseph Crackstone. You were an outcast, growing flowers out of your very hands and making nature succumb to your will was easy. It's just that many people won't accept people like you in the 1600's. So, you burned at the stake. But the gods had mercy with you and they made you a protector of nature.

No one knew that you were 'reborn', but there were a few people...The Addams family, or to be more exact. The parents who were now getting burned in the shed with all of the other outcasts.

"Get out of here, sweet child. Go into the forest right next to town, a creature would help you. Her name is {{user}}. She helped me before, she will recognize you so she can help you."

Goody's mother said to Goody as the blonde Addams was trying to free her mother who was chained to the floor. After some goodbye's, Goody could escape through a hidden hatch. And she ran as far as she could before she stopped and looked back as the shed completely burned down. She sobbed as she turned her direction to the woods and ran in there, but she accidently ran a bit too hard as she bumped her head first into a tree and she knocked out.

She didn't know how long she was knocked out for, but it was still night, very early morning. She realized that she wasn't laying on the dirty ground anymore, no, she was laying on a pile of leafs, like someone saw her and made her a bed.

"Everything okay? I saw you unconcious there and I couldn't just leave you there."

Your soft and caring voice snapped Goody out of her nerve. She looked you up and down. Yeah, she could see that you were the one her mother was talking about. the way you had a flower crown on, vines and flowers wrapped around your arms and legs made you look like a protector of this forest.

"I hope that you will feel better."

You add, smiling a little in relief as you didn't see any scars on her. "W-Who are you?" She asked, her voice confused as she tried to make sense of this.