Assassin

Most of you might know me as Evanora, some might know me the freak girl, the murder. My all-time favorite is the Fiery Assassin. I grew up in the hidden village of Lahandris. Life as a kid was great, I played with all of the younger kids in my village. Especially the boys. I was always chasing the boys. My parents were always out leaving the village fighting for the small army that we had. They were the best fighters known. One day they left for another war with our biggest enemy, they said their goodbyes and told me that they would be back before I could say the word "I love you too." Weeks went by and they never showed up, little by little I lost everything. The house the guards, My maids, everything. I had no money left to buy food, I was starved to death. I began to think that they had forgotten about me, and soon I thought that they died in battle. After months of waiting the army came back. The head general came looking for me. His name was General Othniel. "Evanora My dear... Your

parents," He said, dipping his head down in sorrow. "Are they dead?!" I asked, tears already surfing. "Ah, No, They have been missing, we assumed that our enemy has captured them but we searched everywhere," he said, looking me in the eye. Part of me wanted to hit him for lying, but the other part knew that he was telling the truth. I cried, I felt like I should have done something to help. I decided to leave the village, which has never been done before. I waited till night came then headed towards the special place my parents has told me. There I found a boat, this boat had nothing in it except a paddle and a life jacket. I spent days and nights on the sea. I slept with one eye open just in case they come looking for me but they never did. It was in the middle of the night when I arrived at an unknown place. I staggered off the boat starving and thirsty. I walked around till I found a dark ally with boxes and old newspapers. I made myself a little home and slept even though I was hungry.