Mary Anna Alice Brandon lived at Forks, Washington’s orphanage. It was located in the wettest, smallest town with only three hundred people in population, where it was barely a sunny day. She was the daughter of a single father, Taylor Brandon who was a former police marshal. She was sent when she was in the age of twelve. Her father died right after the US bloodshed had end. She learned martial arts and known among the others that had known her father. Her father left her a comfortable inheritance including the house, lands and whatnot but that only if she reaches the age of eighteen of adulthood. Also she always had her father’s silver 5mm gun with her strapped on her right thigh along with her staff. It was her daily routines to bring the firearms with her at all times and the caretakers didn’t even know of it. Now that she’s sixteen years in age, she was going to be adopted by a mid thirties or so couple and was going to change their lives in a very, very long time. And This Is Her Story . . .

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