A/N: I know that this is overly cliched but this is the first time I'm putting any of my writing on here. To be honest, I'm terrified. I very rarely let people read these things. I am more than welcoming of any kind of criticism or suggestions. I should start with a warning that I probably won't update regularly, well not unless people seem to enjoy it. Any kind of suggestions on how to improve not only the story, but my profile and explanation of certain things as well is greatly appreciated. Thank you for bearing with me. *Much Love* I truly hope that my OC isn't a Mary Sue, but seeing as this is my first true attempt at letting other see it, I warn you that she may be. *Also so very sorry that I write in first person. It's the easiest form for me right now. (If I'm nothing, I'm honest.) Enough rambling. This will be slightly AU but stick with the Series as best as I can without feeling like I'm just adding an extra character in. The first few chapters may be sketchy at best until I find my writing style. Sorry this is so short, I just wanted to get a bit of a feel for everything.
This is the story of Phoenix. Simply Phoenix. No last name. Though many called her Nix. A runaway at 16. She has no proper memory before she found a home in Cardiff. This is her story of finding out who exactly she is and why she can't remember her past. Where does she truly belong? Nothing is ever quite what it seems.
What was I doing with my life. I work in a shop with my 'sister' and live at home with 'mum'. I was 23 and going absolutely nowhere with my life. I hadn't gone back to school when 'mum' took me in. I simply went to work to help her out as my way of thanking her for saving me from the streets. What I really wanted was to travel. The only problem was my lack of funds and, if I was being honest with myself, I didn't like the idea of traveling all alone. One seemingly ordinary day would change all of that. At least I hoped it would.
