The trader town, Smesthi. Just normal traders and their successors live there. Charle Sinzana and her best friend, Jacilya Arenea were outside playing with dolls. Charle's brothers, were practicing self-defense with their father.
"Self-defense is very important, and I just want my children to be safe." He instructed. Going through the motions, he was the defender while the brothers were the offenders. "Aztec, try again." He looked down at one of his sons. Aztec was the youngest at age 6. Charle was the middle child at age 8.
Aztec looked up to his sister and gave a look of plea. Charle notices and stops playing with her doll. Jacilya, curious on why they suddenly stopped, looked around. She now notices Aztec on the ground and not getting up.
Charle gets up and runs over to her little brother. She gets him back on his feet while Jacilya watches. "On your feet, Aztec. You got to protect yourself and others like me!" Charle smiles softly.
Jacilya smiles at her best friend. She always admired her and thinks of her as a role model. The Sinzanas always treated Jacilya as one of their own. She kneels before Aztec and give him a look of hopefulness. "What if we joined with you guys, we need to learn how to defend ourselves too." She asks Charle's father.
Charle's father smile at the two girls and nods in agreement, "Of course, just don't fall behind." Aztec and the two girls got up, determined to learn. Charle looks over to the porch and sees her father's bow. She smiles thinking that she will master the bow.
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Never Forgotten
FantasyCharle Sinzana and Jacilya Arenea had traumatic events. One was abused and neglected where the other their family was murdered. They travel together for survival in the wilderness and help anyone they can so they don't share the same fate as them.
