My name is Scarlett Black as a child I was born in a small town and my father was a blacksmith and my mother would take care of the garden there was lots of potatoes and carrots which we kept some but sold most at the market or traded. I would take care of the animals during the mornings and then go in the evening to the market with my mother occasionally but I enjoyed playing with my best friend even more he was without a family unfortunately so we took care of him and helped when we could.
The whole town loved him because he was amazing at hunting he would try to help feed the town when he could to repay the help we gave. My father also made him the weapons he uses to this day when he first arrived in our small town but then a sudden plague spread it killed a lot of people back then he disappeared and that was the last we saw of him I knew I'd see him again though one day I knew that he'd somehow survive. He left one of the blades in a hurry it seemed he never went anywhere without both as it felt weird he'd say not to have the pair but I think he just enjoyed having a back up I did keep it though once I found it.
Unfortunately a few years later my parents both passed due to the plague I was the last of my bloodline at thirteen years old. I had enough thanks to my family being frugal our whole lives and the house and land was still mine but I left it in the middle of the night in my place I left a girl who had died a few days prior. I hoped I could leave and start a new life far from the pain and sadness this small town caused me and maybe make a new path for my life.
In the forest a few miles from the town the sun began to rise and it was then that I met a small group of woman and men. They were so silent and barely talked but had seemed to know everything about me they knew why I was running and they wanted me to join them for some reason so I accepted and I hoped the future would be an adventurous one. They told me they were a group of people who only worked for themselves they occasionally helped people but only those with good intentions they never offered their services without a cost though.
That day I decided what my future would be and it was as a spy and for the first time in my life I truly felt alive making that decision. And it definitely would take me years to fully grasp everything and I had a lot of challenges throughout my training that made me question life in whole. I had missions which frustrated me to no end in the beginning ones which I failed but I never gave up on being a spy it just made me achieve for more and to be the best. But I got too good one day so good in fact at what I did that my own organization felt threatened and wanted me dead so I got as many secrets as possible and vanished.