User talk:Kallen griefstrike

For every beginning there must be an end, for every end there must be a beginning, but mine was a little bit different for my beginning was my end.

I was born in a rather hard time, it was April 1, 1760. In a small village in France called Conweay. My Father was the Duke and my Mother was the Dutchess. The day I was born my mother named me Kallen Sybil Conweay. When I was 4 years of age my Aunt came to visit the night she arrived my mother was killed. 3 months later my Father married my Aunt but i was the only one who never trusted her. 10 months after they got married my little brother was born he was named Viktor Abel Conwaey III. Two months later my father was killed. Days inched on soon it was months later and i was awakened in the middle of the night to something sharp stabbing me in the neck when I opened my eyes my Aunt was standing over me with a kitchen knife in her hand there was a ribbon of yellow on the retched blade from the candle and I screamed in horror then it all came to me and I asked, “Auntie Leasa why do you want to kill me I never did anything to you.”

Then she said in a stern voice “Why else for your money I could not get it if you mother was alive so now she's out of the way and of coarse all the money was your Father's so then i removed him ,but then i ran into a set back i found out that all his money went to you when he died and not me so now i am removing you.”

My eyes were wide with shock and I said, “How could you Auntie Leasa your own sister my father how?”

“You stupid child all I ever wanted from this family was your money that's all my mother and father when they wanted your mother to marry your father so now i am fulfilling their wishes,” she said to me.

All i could do was stammer. Then all of a sudden my maid ran into my room and I looked at my Aunt with a smile on my face and said “If you really have the guts Auntie Leasa kill me now in front of my maid.”

She just stood there frozen in fear then the royal guard came and took Auntie Leasa away. Then my little brother and I were taken to the royal castle with the King, Queen, Prince, and Princesses where my little brother and I were to live for the next two years then we were to go to live in the Americas with my Uncle and aopted brother Bartholomew Damon-Abel Cryptmaw, but everyone who knows him calls him Abel.

It seemed like a year that I was on that boat but it was only 3 months when I arrived my uncle embraced me in hug and my older brother also embraced me in a hug and it really hurt, his skin was as cold as ice, and I noticed that my uncle gave him a alarmed look and he let me go and kissed me on the cheek and said, “Welcome to the Americas, Kallen I missed you so much.”

“I missed you to Abel.”

He picked me up and put me on his shoulder just like he use to and carried me to their house and talked to me on the way.

Reacquainting himself with me it was nice to talk to him again I really missed the old days when we would just sit and talk for hours. “So kiddo how old are you now 5, 6?” he joked.

“No Abel I'm 8 now,” I said, “So Abel how old are you now 30, 40.”

“Jeez you tryin' to make me feel old or what?” he asked.

“Nah kid I'm 23.”

I Laughed at him then thought, “Wait weren't you 23 last time I-... oh never mind” I whispered. Half way to the house the sun started to come out and Abel put me down. Then said, “I have something I have to go do I'll see you back at the house.”

He bent down, his cold lips touched my warm cheek, and then when I opened my eyes he was gone, then I asked my uncle, “Uncle Hairrason where did Abel have to go.”

“He's got some military work to do but don't worry Kallen we'll see him back at the house just like he said.” I don't know what it was, but something in his voice told me I didn't have to worry about anything.

We walked the rest of the way in silence my Uncle had never been good with talking to others. It was to my suprise that this house was also the same size as the castle back home I almost cried cause it reminded me so much of home. When I walked in to the house there he was sitting on the couch he had heard us come in, turned around, got up, and put down the book he was reading. He walked over to my uncle and said, “So, Hairrason this is your niece you talk so much about.”

He looked down at me, smiled, and said “Hello sweetie what's your name?”

I stammered and managed to get out, “K-Ka-Kal-Kallen.” I felt like an idiot but still, I smiled and looked up at him and said, “Its a pleasure to meet you Sir.”

I said with a small but formal bow. Then my uncle intruded and said “Why don't you two go for a walk out side and get to know one another.”

He extended his hand and I took it and he kissed my hand and I realized that his hand was just as cold as Abel's Lips were on my cheek. But I didn't let him know I noticed it. We went outside it was a beautiful day but there was no sun and then I said, “Well Sir I seem to be at a disadvantage here.”

“What do you mean by that Little Miss?” he asked in the most cutest accent I had ever heard.

“Well you seem to know my name Sir. but I don't know yours.”

“Well Miss my name is Major, Gabril Viktor Coldbane Little Miss.”

“That's a beautiful name,” I said.

“Why, thank you, Little Miss,” he said.

"My mother always loved that name so when I came along and that's what she named me. But I think thats enough about me now Little Miss tell a little bit about you." I didn't know that much so I asked as many questions as I could, tried to get around talking about me, and got little results. But I could tell that he wanted to tell me the truth but he couldn't so I asked him one question that out of all the questions I had asked this was the one I had missed so I said, “If you can't tell me anything else tell me this. How old are you?”

“This Little Miss I can tell you I am 24 years old Little Miss.”