Forgotten One

Discovery Arc: Monster!

Sarah was feeling a lot better but just in case, her grandmother was making her stay home a few days longer- for someone who loves learning it was torture, despite all the bullying she suffers through the breaks and lunch breaks, she loved going there.

The teen blinks, merely staring up at the ceiling for once 'resting' at her own will.

Now that she was well enough to think about it, it was so strange being at home during a weekday. Sarah now found she did not know what to do with herself; normally, it was during the nights when she practiced the larger scale skills- it was also the time when light bearers were at their weakest. Yet now, during the day, she could not do anything due to her low states she was still recovering from.

Which might be a good thing. Since she trained higher skills during the night and was actually strong, she feared what would happen in the light of day when the shines were at the most powerful.

And since she was coming off the basics now, the teachers were starting to see 'improvement' with her practice works just as much as her written work.

Sarah sighs as she gets up and starts to wander around her room. ...she was piling her books up again.

In order to make room, she began piling them just outside her room... again, although, this time placing them in neater and more against the walls.

Her grandmother never complained about the books that blocked the hallways, merely stepping over them carefully. And she kept buying more stuff her, anything Sarah wanted within reason and without question- the 'how to summon the forces of darkness for dummies' book, did get a raised eyebrow though.

'Does Grandma buy me so much to make up for not having my parents?' Sarah wonders to himself, she carries some more out and kneeling down, she sat them next to the wall at the top of the stairs, strengthening them up, "Does she feel guilty?" she mumbles aloud.

Sarah glances down at the seal on her wrist, the light one, of her father's family seal... who she shared a family name with...

Sarah's father and mother died when she was young, perhaps about four years of age but she was not sure.

The pair were attacked because who her grandmother was, or had been.

After saving her granddaughter, Corinna fled with Sarah into a neutral zone. In this place, all kind of bearers and lycanthropes lived in 'peace'- there was still the odd few who would turn their nose up at each other.

Growing up Sarah felt the stares of those around her- they knew who she was and they knew by living in that city they could no harm to her unless they wanted to be kicked out...

Their children found away.

The bullying began when she was eight and steadily got worst over the years.

And yet, it was thanks to this she was so strong with healing wounds.