We cannot be separated in interest or divided in purpose. We stand together until the end.
-Woodrow Wilson

I figured that you would get around to asking my story eventually, although there are some things that I'd rather not admit to. Or well, one thing actually. But I suppose it's fruitless to keep the story secret, everyone will find out sooner or later. I just have to get past the feeling of shame that I have everytime I think of what I'd rather forget. But one must live with the hand one is dealt and so I will do so.

I was born in England to a British mother. I was told from early on that my father had been in the RAF (Royal Air Force for those of you who don't know such things) and had been killed when his plane crashed. I had no reason to doubt my mother's word on this and so I went on with life feeling as if a part of me were missing, as most children do at the loss of a parent, no matter how little they know them.

My life wasn't all that exciting, I went to school and did what people normally do when children. I spent many of the holidays with the family of a good friend of my mother's and became best friends with the son Nick, who was my age. We always teased each other and all, and I missed him terribly when he wasn't around. He always could get a smile out of me, I could ask for no better friend. Even though I always did have to get him out of trouble.

When I was in my early teens, I decided that I had a great interest in flying. I wanted to be a pilot as my father was. I spoke with my mother about it, and after a bit of hesitation she agreed to finance flying lessons for me. I was thrilled and took to that immediately. I learned to fly various small aircraft, although I took a particular liking to the helicopter. I don't know why, I just greatly prefer it. It's quite a wonderful feeling to fly, more people should try it.

Well, it wasn't that long ago that I was pulled into the goings on in America. I'd heard about it, we all had, it was on the telly daily. It was terrible watching such things happen and not being able to do anything. But one day I got the surprise of my life when these... creatures... appeared to my mother and myself and whisked us off to America. To Claude Heinrich's abode, no less. That is when I found out the truth about my parentage. You see, my father had not died and was certainly not an honorable man. My mother had hidden that from me to avoid any unpleasantness. And if it weren't for the magic that has been so prevalent, I likely would never have known. But that day I found out that the most tyrannical man in the world, yes, Claude Heinrich, was my father. My mother had left him when she had discovered just how power hungry he was and never told him she was pregnant. I could see that he had loved her very much from his first reaction to her, but I also saw that love immediately mutate to hate when he found out that she had hidden the secret that was me from him. He was cruel to her and we were locked up, only to be helped out not long after and pulled in by the good side. I got Nick too, to make sure that he couldn't be used against me.

Since then, life has been more chaotic than ever. But, it has its very big improvements as well. I see Nick regularly, but most important of all, I have found the most wonderful man in the world for myself. He is an Arana, his name is Hielo. He is not ordinarily the most emotional man, he went through something quite horrific due to a woman... and I use the term loosely... named Tina. But that got helped and he's become quite a bit warmer, particularly toward me. I do love him quite a lot, it was like chemistry between us. Like you see in the cinema, I suppose. I never did quite believe in that before but now... I have no choice but to do so.

Well, that is my big bad secret and my rather uninteresting life. I am happy to join the side against my father and to help out all I can, even though sometimes it gets frustrating that we can't seem to make much progress. Especially with certain people jumping in simply to cause trouble. However, I have faith that we can get through this and defeat the side of evil, even if it takes some time to come. I can be rather patient when needs be and I look forward to the day when I can see my "father" fall. I only hope it's before too many more people get hurt.

There is a secret pride in every human heart that revolts at tyranny. You may order and drive an individual, but you cannot make him respect you.
-William Hazlitt

Never violate the sacredness of your individual self-respect.
-Theodore Parker