Prologue:
For the past seven years I have been living pretty much everywhere you can imagine. My name is Jacqueline Quartermain, but you may call me Jaqk. I am the daughter of the famous sharp shooter Allan Quartermain. Well, his adopted daughter more or less. You see, I am not what you would call normal. I have this power that allows me to change into any and every kind of animal. Even those who are so called myths and legends. Dragons, werewolves, you name it I can change into it.
I was only three years old when Allan found me. I had run away from a freak show, someone had found out about my powers. They thought I would make a good attraction. I had been wondering for a whole day and I was saved by a lion who I had called Sultan. He was larger than any regular male lion, but he was very gentle with me. He kept me safe until Allan found me about a week later. He was absolutely dumbfounded when he discovered that Sultan hadn't eaten me.
After learning my name and what had happened, he picked me up in his arms and carried me off. Sultan followed him till we reached the outskirts of the small village where Allan was living. Though he never left, I would always see him around keeping an eye on me. Sometimes I would even sneak out to play with him. Nearly gave Dad a heart attack every time he saw me riding on Sultan's back. Soon, Dad learned that Sultan meant me no harm and gladly welcomed him to watch over me. And he did, till the day he died. He was a very old lion when he died, the ripe old age of 19.
When I turned 20 I told Dad that I wanted to see the world. He agreed, though I could tell that he was sad about my leaving. Seven years later I received a letter telling me of my father's death. Now here I am a year later, going back home to Kenya.