Mary-Sue Me
Summary: Meet Aurorandromedalynikaristarstra, pronounced "Au-rao-ran-drou-mee-dah-li-nee-kah-rhis-tah-stra", Star for short. (Look at the starstra part). The stunningly beautiful Shang Unicorn who went to study with Yamanis, and is actually the love child of Alanna and Jon!! With a shady past, an immense overdose of Gift, and everyone in /love/ with her, what could go RIGHT in the life of this Mary Sue?!?
AN: Yep, my third ongoing chapter fic. Spring project okay? Bare with me.
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Prologue
"Aurorandromedalynikaristarstra!" she sighed, but quickly hid it behind a straight Yamani face she had picked up despite only having been there for a few months. Her Yamani instructor in combat was the only person who called her by her full name. She straightened her cream-and-gold kimono that brought out the same colour in her ever-changing eyes and faced her Yamani teacher.
"Yes, Nariko?" she asked. She could best her teacher in Shang combat and with the Gift any time, but didn't want to seem immodest. She had always been taught that it was bad to be immodest.
"I've taught you everything I can. You're the most talented student I've had so far, and you've picked it all up so wonderfully. It must pay to be Shang."
Aurorandromedalynikaristarstra beamed. It was a high compliment from the grim-faced old Yamani. Of course, she expected no less. She had started studying Shang at the age of four, and by the age of fourteen she had achieved the status of Shang Unicorn. She was offered the title of Dragon, but had been drawn to the word "Unicorn" for some unknown reason. Her masters always said she had talent. Ever since then, she had been traveling, learning new skills and training her immense Gift.
Gifted people were usually not allowed to train with Shang, but she had been so determined to learn their ways that she'd hidden her Gift. After her Initiation, she had revealed her magic. She felt ashamed of herself for lying to people she loved so much, but it couldn't be helped.
She went back to her rooms and gazed in a mirror. At the age of eighteen, she could almost say that she had learnt all she needed to know in this world. But a Shang loveed to travel, and she could always pick up new things. Her ankle-length black hair was glossy as always, a midnight colour that absorbed and bounced off light perfectly. It had soft waves, subtle yet perfect. Her eyes, a dark shade of violet with a hint of blue, sparkled with mirth and intelligence. Of course, it wasn't always that colour. Though violet was the most dominant, it often changed to colours such as gold, black, hazel, green, blue and a handful of others to suit her mood. A strong, stubborn nose emphasized full red lips.
She fingered her pendant, a gold lioness with diamonds encrusted. She had never known what it meant; only that she'd had it for all her life. Even before...
No, she told herself. I mustn't think about that.
But isn't that the reason she had become Shang? Wasn't that her reason for learning to fight?
She sighed and arranged her soft hair into a perfect tight bun. If she had finished learning, she should probably get going. Within minutes she had scheduled a boat ride to her new destination.
Tortall.