The Alpha's Creed

1.The Birth of a Huntress💫

Year: 2000

Octavia had always thought that she had lived a charmed life, one envied by others and filled with all the wonderful things that made childhood...well childhood. She had grown up near a forest and one of the best things about growing up there was the freedom. One didn't feel as if they were going to be suffocated by the expectations of life. It was easy for her to reflect on where she was and where she wanted to be. Living on the outskirts of Mystic, Connecticut in a small cottage with her grandma.

Octavia grew up without ever really remembering her parents, her mother had died during childbirth and her father was unknown, so it had always been her and her Grandma Mabel. Grandma Mabel had always lived her life in the forest. She had never seen her grandmother leave the forest, except to go grocery shopping once a week in a local grocery store nearby. She said she had met the love of her life here in Mystic, and when he died, she just decided to stay. Grandma Mabel was a retired teacher by profession, who had retired a good ten years prior.

When Octavia had asked about her how old she was, all Grandma Mabel would say was an old saying as old as time. 'A woman never reveals her age.' Her Grandmother was as traditional as any Caribbean Grandma could be and believed in having good food and a warm bed, and that fulfilled her daily requirement of life. As Octavia approached the cottage, she opened the door to her grandma cooking her famous pepper pot soup.

Grandma Mabel had salt and pepper hair (more salt than pepper) and the deepest set of blue eyes Mabel had ever seen. Even though her grandma was approaching what she thought would be 70 years old, she behaved like a woman in her forties.

"You're just in time Octavia. Go and wash up, dinner is almost ready."

Grandma Mabel said as Octavia obeyed and wandered off to take care of her hygiene and promptly joined her grandmother for dinner. They were both seated at the table and got ready to eat their dinner.

Grandma Mabel was a Jamaican who migrated to America in the late 50s when she was just a child. She led an average life, and it would have been uneventful if it weren't for the fact that she met Grandpa Eli in high school. Theirs was a love-hate relationship that lasted the span of their five years. He was the jock; she was the nerd. He needed her help to pass Chemistry, and they realized that they had chemistry outside of the schoolbooks too. Eventually, the two fell in love and instead of going off to college like everyone else their age, they decided to settle down and get married. Soon after her grandma got pregnant with her mother, Allegra. My mother had died during childbirth, and she never revealed who her father was, thus she was raised by Grandma Mabel and Grandpa Eli.

They had lost Grandpa Eli to death the year before, so now it was just her and Grandma Mabel.

"This looks good grandma, I bet it tastes well too."

Octavia said as she dug in and started to eat. Mabel watched her grandma, as a sort of sadness seemed to descend on her.

"Are you okay? You seem rather quiet."

Octavia commented as Mabel shook her head and warded off the thoughts currently occupying her mind. There were so many things she needed to tell Octavia, so many things in her family history that she hasn't been able to sit and talk to her about. There was a specific gene that ran in their family...but it didn't matter, Octavia had never shown any indication of possessing that gene.

"It's nothing for you to be worried about dear."

Mabel said as she and Octavia finished eating. Octavia stood and took their dishes and washed them,

"It's time for bed grandma, and make sure that you take your medications."

Octavia reminded her as Mabel smiled and moved to the table to take her medication. Octavia brought her a glass of water as Mabel took her pills and Octavia watched as she wandered off to bed.