From Where It Began

From the time I was born, to now. My whole life has been full of many twists and turns. Some I was ever so sure about how to deal with.

Harley-Quinn. That's what they call me. I grew up from the time I was a little 5 year old until now with a circus troupe by the name of Mythical Madness.

There's a lot you don't know about me, there's a lot I don't even know about myself in fact. Although I wish I did. When I was at the age of 2. I was kidnapped from my home, right from my bed. I was taken by these horrid people and sold for money, apparently we were rare specimen. I haven't even known why we were so valuable, my even now do I really know.
A lot of my life had turned into many dizzy blurs. When I was alive, it was the 1800's. 1888 to be exact.

If I remember correctly I'm from a little town called Stockholm in England, currently we are residing in London, England. We have a huge performance to put on, for Queen Victoria herself.

Perhaps I shall shed light on those details later. But here I am today, ready to tell you all about my dreadful and barley bare able life story. Let's just hope you can handle the gruesome details, lots of blood and be rest for an emotional roller-coaster ride. 

The present
Today is currently September 9th of 1888. I had woken up that day and finally decided that it was time for me to get a move on. I slept in a tent, in which they called a First-Stringer tent. Therefore I got the tent to myself. It is rather quite the nice luxury if I do say so myself. I moved up to the rank of First-Stringer when I had first joined the circus, only being 5 years old, everyone was stunned.

I got myself out of bed and pulled on my uniform, which consisted of a black, red and white leotard. With black shoes that the toes curled up with green pom pom's on the end. Then I started with my make-up. A black scar under my right eye and a white circle around my left. I was born with a condition where my right eye was red and my left eye was brown. The colour pigments in my right eye hadn't come in properly, therefore my condition.

I then put my long black hair in a neat little braid that rested on the right side of my head, covering my right eye. Afterwards pulling on my black leather gloves.

I was born some sort of mark or tattoo on my right hand. I would use my gloves to hide it from sight, the other First-Stringers said I should keep it a secret.

I left the tent, tying on my eye patch on my right eye. I bumped into my twin brother. Lucifer. He had taken the name Phantom as his stage name, he was a First-Stringer as well. He had taken the name Phantom, because he's like a ghost when he moved around. He's as silent as death.

The part we take in the circus is rather sinple, we are in charge of the music. We also do many different flexibility tricks with out bodies, added with out incredible speed.

Lucifer wore a plain black jumpsuit with red make-up over his right eye and black over his left. Just like me, Lucifer was born with the same condition as I. His left eye had lost all colour pigments and his right eye was dark brown. His hair was the identical dark black like mine.

I describe my brother as a tall, lanky yet muscular, 5'11 teenage boy. His hair was semi-length, mostly covering his eyes. Even though he shows next to no emotion, Lucifer really is a kind hearted and gentle person. Lucifer usually goes by the name Luck when he isn't going by Phantom. With Lucifer's outfit, he usually wears dark black leather boots. There really isn't much to know about my brother, even to me. He is a mystery.