The Hunters Curse

Intro

Alushia's POV

Welcome to the Victorian Era, February 19th, 1837. My name is Alushia, I am but 293 years old. As of this moment I am sitting in the middle of my home, with my talking head Amy, 200 year old daughter and my 12,000 year old husband.

How you ask? Let's start at the beginning shall we?

I grew up in France. In the oldest city to be exact it was the first Greek settlement in France, it was given the beautiful name Massalia.

I grew up with an impoverished family, but the love we shared and the loyalty we held made us the wealthiest of all. My 16 year old brother Joseph and my father worked in the mines while my mother, sister and I cared for the fruits and vegetables in the garden.

Growing up schooling wasn't an option due to the cost, so I spent my time painting with materials others would throw away at the paint shop, doing household work, and was lucky enough that my mother had an education, so she would spend an hour a day teaching me to write and read.

Then one fateful day I went to the town square to sell my paintings. Hours upon hours flew by until a man who would change my life stopped before me. He introduced himself as Jean-Baptiste Debret, offering me a job traveling with him, he said he was an aspiring painter who would someday be known worldwide, little did he know, he actually would.

An offer like this was unheard of as a women, so my mother packed my few things, I was to be off on the next day and so began my life

A/N: hey guys, this is my first story, so please give some love. I know it's starting a tad slows, but I promise to update as much as possible, much love!!!