A long time ago in the kingdom of Lafaela*

Sparrow was born on a dark stormy night. Sparrow was crying and her mom was trying to hide from the royal guard "shh, shh, Sparrow you need to be quiet my dear child." Sparrow looked up at her mom quiet as a mouse as her mom hugged her tight. "Over here!" the guards shouted when they had spotted Sparrow and her mom. Sparrows mom got up and ran as fast as she could, but suddenly, an arrow went whizzing past Sparrow's Mom's face.  As Sparrow's mom turned to look where the arrow came from an arrow plunged into her forehead. Sparrow's Mom fell dead holding Sparrow a she went down. " Now look what you did" said a guard. "I didnt mean to!" said the other guard. "Well wether you meant to or not she's still dead",he said in an annoyed tone. Just then Sparrow started crying. "ok well what do you suppose I do with the child? hmmm????" "Throw it on someone's doorstep for all I care. Just make the thing shut up!". And so she was thrown in a box on someones doorstep. Thrown around from from foster home till foster home till she was 9. Then Sparrow decided she had enough...