Her name was Tiba...and she was a doomed child but an ambitious one at that. I am going to tell you all about her but I want to start from the source of her chaotic ways and why she chose such a path for her life.
1423. Tiba was raised by her father, Tibert who was barely making ends meet and in a village occupied by Mustavkan imperial soldiers there wasn't much going around, nevertheless he loved her and would take her to stay with him near the silver pass mines in the mountains while he worked, he was a supervisor and to some of the slaves, a friend. Tiba would often get to go outside and play, their housing site was the furthest away so Tibert never thought twice about locking the door.
Tiba was out playing with some other kids one day, Tibert was doing his job and it seemed like any other day, sun was shining, blue sky not a grey cloud in sight and the children don't have a worry in the world. Then they came...the ground started to vibrate nearby housing began to shake and they start to hear a faint but rising sound of roaring forces advancing on the mines, the children panic when all of a sudden, soldiers come running, Tiba sees what looked like a flood of horsemen headed straight for them, she looked to the Mustavkan soldiers and ran away as fast as she could, scared and confused, Tiba ran back to her house in hopes that she'd meet her father back there, she's running, looking around she sees everyone running toward the mines while Mustavkan soldiers are running back and forward, the house is just in her sight Tiberts car is nowhere to be seen, a group of Mustavkan officers spot her and ordered that she is to be brought to the mines. She's getting closer to the house when suddenly two soldiers scoop her up off her feet and start carrying her off to the mines and then a helicopter flying over them starts launching missiles at the housing units, blowing up Tiba's house. The soldiers assured Tiba that her father is fine and that he's probably still at the mines waiting for her and she believed them. She followed the soldiers up the hill toward the mines, the higher they climbed the more destruction they could see, the enemy was getting closer with every life they took and house they left in flames, staining the snow with the blood of Mustavkan soldiers and some of those innocent civilians, they slaughtered everyone and everything in their path but showed no sign of slowing down, Tiba heard her name being echoed across the mine entrance and looked around, it was her father Tibert, he ran to her, she ran to him and they fell into each others arms, Tibert picked her up, holding her in his arms.
The soldiers were retreating from the entrance, they were shouting and screaming out to the people to move away, the father Tibert and Daughter Tiba didn't realise what was happening fast enough and the enemy's helicopter began hovering it's way to the entrance when it launched another missile at the soldiers, the missile headed straight for the entrance, the missile flew in and blew up a gas tanker, Tibert swung his daughter around in an attempt to shield her, Tiba screamed and held on to her father, Tibert looked down to his daughters teary face, he holds her tight and then everything suddenly turns to black. Flashes of guns and heat of flaming rubble, Tiba wakes as the fighting has ended, the assailants have raided the mines, eviscerated all of the Mustavkan soldiers and have taken whatever survivors there were left, there are bodies littered everywhere, Tiba stands up and looks around the mine and she spots Tiberts bloody and mangled corpse, impaled on a metal rod with no sign of life, Tiba's heart viciously breaks and she frantically tries to get her father off the rod but fails every time, she sits there for a whole week and just holds her dead father while she cries herself to sleep.
Tiba was so traumatised by those events, she no longer cared if she lived or died, she just eventually got up and walked out into the snowy wilderness, with no water, weapons, tools or extra clothes she wandered west and didn't stop walking for anything, she would come to different villages but talk to no one, she would go to different cities and wouldn't ask for help, she would just blankly stare forward and not stop until one day she came to her senses and realised that her father would want her to live on but she got really tired and hungry, she didn't have a cent to her name so she had to steal food just so she could live, this was something that she could do but would have to be careful with, for she was still in Mustavkan occupied territory and in the city of Old Los Angeles, breaking the law was absolutely intolerable, no matter what law, or whatever the circumstance.
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The Legend of Captain Tiba Alburn
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