My life was always at rock bottom living miserably.. in squallor.. I was a grew up a single child in my home or rather hovel.. by the time I was 14 both my parents had died.. my father used to come home drunk and beat my mother and I.. he would blame me for being born talentless... worthless.. eventually my mother committed suicide the image of seeing her hanging there... made me sick to my stomach.. I cried.. I cried so hard.. I felt a myriad of negative emotions.

The following day my after my mother's suicide my father brought home a woman on each arm, as if he wasn't the least bit sad she was dead.. I felt broken.. all my anger built from the years of beatings and finally the dam broke..

As my father laid in a daze after serveal bottles of alcohol and beside his whores.. I crept into his room.. noticing my mother's belonging still untouched.. a tear fell from my eyes as I grasped a kitchen knife in my hands..

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I quietly moved avoided the loose wooden panels on the floor, the knife in my grasp.

In the blink of the eye I was next to the bed one of the whores snoring next to me, her sweaty body bare with my father's hand on her chest, disgusted I gently pulled back the moth eaten blanked from my father and raised the kitchen knife above my head and thrust downward slicing into my father's chest, blood leaked out because due to my weak strength and the poor quality of the knife itself.

My father's eyes shot open with suprise, the whores both shrieked as they scurried away in suprise and fear.

"YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!" he roared as fear shown on my eyes.

He jumped up out of bed tackling me to the hard wooden floor my back and head slamming down, my small lithe body unable to withstand his weight.

He wrapped his meaty hands around my throat gripping tight cutting off my air supply... "Pl...ea...se... fo.. give.. m.." I tried to mutter out.

Soon my vision started growing hazy as I flailed my arms about knocking into something metallic..

The knife! If I go down at least I'll try to take this basterd with me... summoning the rest of my energy I reached for the blade, grasping it into my palm, taking my last breath I punctured the blade into his neck.

Sputtering gouts blood onto me as he falls crushing me with his body forcing the remaining air from my lungs.

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Darkness.. nothingness...

"Is this death... it's so cold.. like being left out in a snowstorm or being perpetually dipped in a frigid river.. Ah.. how long have I been dead... if i ever get to live again.. then I'll make the most of my life no matter what.."

Soon my consciousness faded along with the uncomfortable cold, an unknown amount of time passed as the cold was slowly replaced with a warm feeling.. it was as if I was saved from the grasp of the frigid waters and dunked into a nice warm bath.

It felt like being embraced by a warm pillow.

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Eventually I saw light approaching and a wailing sound.

Huh? Two cries?

"Congratulations mistress twins! A boy and a girl...Uh.. oh.." said a dry feminine voice.

"Whats.. wrong.. Mei?" Spoke an extremely breathless woman.

"Erm.. the girl has her Sire's eyes..." Mei said.

A long silence only with the wails of one of the two children.. the girl was eerily quiet her light pastel pink color gazed between the woman and the maid.

As the moment of silence between the maid and the woman presumably my mother..

"Wow is that my new mom? She's so beautiful her long white hair with a tint of sky blue.. her eyes too.. like sapphires.. and despite just given birth to us.. her skin is perfect... but she looks unhappy... why?"

My gaze travels to my wailing brother, then back to the two women who were staring at me causing me to shudder.

"Mei.. get rid of that one.. send her to a branch family and instruct them to use her as they like, and send the boy to learn under Grand General Fai.. Oh.. and keep the news of their birth from their older brother Zhen for as long as you can.."

The maid called Mei simply nodded and scooped up the two babies..and left the room

As I was picked up by the maid my gaze locked with that of my mother who's saphire gem like eyes were void of any love or emotion.

Soon the maid handed the boy my brother who still cried off to a middle aged man with similar shaded hair as mother, his gaze swept over me before a sigh escaped his lips as he left with my brother in tow.

Still within the warm arms of the maid who seemed to be called Mei she looked down on me with pity in her eyes, "How unfortunate you are... to become born with the same eyes as your father.. if only fate was kinder to you.. sigh the if the master was here he wouldn't have tossed you aside like this.. alas.. the case here is different.. I'll send you off with something from your father.. a name that he wished to be able to give you.. be brave and grow strong Elsi."

Tears welled in my eyes but I refused to let them fall as once again.. my family tossed me aside.. taking a moment I steeled myself and thought, "This time will be different.. I won't be weak.. I'll... I'll live to the fullest and become someone so great that mother would beg to take me back..."

These words flooded my mind as I was carried off to my new family.. never forgetting about my past.. in this life or my last one."