So when I was born I was of course the most cutest baby ever, as all parents say.
But our perfect union came crumbling down when my unique abilities came.
I had a back problem that came when I was two months. But little did my parents know that this problem was my wings coming in. And with the wings came powers that put my parents over the edge. I would speed crawl around the house and sometimes freeze objects. They were scared so when I was one they left me in the house with a note and food.
At the time I had no clue what I was going to do and what was going on. See we lived in a cottage in the woods so no one could hear my cries. But one day someone did... this someone was to be come my grandfather, sorta. His name was John and he was an elf, he rescued me and took me to the Elfin. the Elfin is this sanctuary for elfs and those like me.
