• Once long ago in old London town there was an
    old merchant family that where expecting their
    first born

    The night i was born the wind was howling
    around the eves of the small two story
    house that my father had inherited form
    his father. in the distance you could hear the
    wolves howling a mournful song as if welcoming
    me into the world

    My name is Cecelia and this is my story.

    When i was five my father set sail and when he
    returned he brought bad tidings. He said his ship
    the 'Lady Mary' had run into pirates. He told me that
    mother and i had to leave for London itself.

    When we got there it was a really cold winter mother
    fell ill and slowly got worse over the years to come.

    I remember one night I was on my knees praying i was five
    or six years old. I was praying for a guardian angel when
    my puppy Benji knocked my teddy bear down and the teddy
    landed on him he fled out the room yelping and i giggled.

    A few nights later, when I was praying again Benji came in
    and started licking my toes. I giggled again and when i did
    i saw a dark shadow on the roof across the lane i asked
    "are you my guardian angel" the shadow replied " I am your
    dark angel" then the shadow left

    A few weeks had passed and in those a few deaths had occurred.
    Late one night while i was up late looking after mother the
    shadow returned and told me his name was Raven and i told
    mother. A few hours later mother passed from this world into
    the next. Raven arrived and said he had heard me from a few
    houses away and he came to ask me what was wrong

    I told him mother had passed and I had no one to look after me
    raven said he would look after me till I was old enough to go
    to my uncles place in a few years time and he would like it if i
    called him Ray Ray from then on i was in his care. When it was
    time for a bath I used to run and hide I did not like them when
    it was really cold and it was always cold in London even in
    the summer the sky's would still be gray.

    When I was thirteen I was sent to my uncles. Not long after
    i moved in my aunt passed away and a few months after my aunt
    had passed he re-married to a queen b*#%. He could not handle
    alcohol in his system and he got violent. When they split she
    got almost everything, she would drop by and give him a tumbler
    full of port wine.

    when she would leave he would be drunk and he would take it out
    on me. I got beaten and abused I used to run away to the old mansion
    on the hill and that is where Ray would be.

    One night my uncle beat my that badly I had a broken ankle, shattered
    wrist, whip marks on my back and a brand in my arm. I ran to the mansion
    and I found Ray in the wine cellar. He ran to me as I fell so I would not
    hurt myself even more i looked up at him and giggled then passed out
    Ray took me to one of the bedrooms and went to take care of my uncle
    and then he came back and took me to the nearest healers and for five
    silver coins the healer healed the worst of my injuries.

    A few hours later I went back to my uncles because he would notice me
    gone if his breakfast was not on the table with his shot of whiskey. later
    that day my uncle went down to the tavern and i was left home alone so
    I cleaned up and did the dishes and went to bed for a while it was just on
    dark when I woke up I looked at the clock and realized that it was five
    minutes till my uncle got home so I was in a panic.

    When my uncle gets home from the tavern he knows there will be a meal
    on the table and a glass of port waiting for him and I will be upstairs
    getting his bed ready and I will have a 'lady of the evening' waiting
    When he got home everything was done just just as the
    'lady of the evening' arrived at the same time he did. I answered the front
    door and let them both in and because I was running late my uncle whipped
    me till my back was covered in my own blood.

    Ray could smell my blood from the mansion. He came running down the steep
    hill just in time to see my uncle enter his room and me on the floor in a pool
    of my own blood and very deep whip marks on my back. Once again ray took
    me to the healers and for six gold coins my back was healed I just had the
    scars.

    three months later my uncle went missing and slave traders found me
    working at the tavern and took me as a new slave and I was sold to
    Maverick Ray's twin brother