Introducing a short 16 chapter spin-off to my main Freedom Planet FanFic series.

As always Beta Chapters are available in the Freedom Planet Official Forums.

-Prologue-

Dear Publisher,

Have you ever wished that your life would remain normal, ordinary or average. That you just want to settle down after years a chaos? Unfortunately for me, that isn't the case, turns out no matter how much I try to maintain an ordinary life, my past comes back to haunt me; either that or something strange or unexpected happens to me.

My name is Raiku Taiga, I'm a seventeen year old tiger who currently live only a few miles off of the Water City of Shuigang, in a small cottage. I work as a construction worker for the infamous island city with fairly low pay, but enough for me to survive. My hobbies consists of computer engineering, drawing landscapes, exercise and cardio, and staring into the endless sub-arctic sea. I ordinarily dislike writing, I'm more of an artist than a writer, I'm more intuned with numbers than letter; the only form of writing I can tolerate to participate in, would be the letters I would write to my friends and/or family, it's because of this that I decided to tell this anecdote with the letters I wrote around this life changing experience.

Sounds like a pretty normal life don't it, then allow me to provide some backstory. After the events six months ago, nothing will be the same again: Prince Dail became the new ruler of Shuigang, however after his coronation he began looking for his father's assailant, going as far as to even prosecute innocent people and aggressively interrogate anyone who seemed suspicious. In response to this behavior, a rebellion was formed to stop Dail's tyranny, but we were greatly out matched, through some unorthodox means he had obtained powerful and advanced robot soldiers. I proved useful to the rebellion because of who I am, who I was, I had to be honest with them; in such dire situations they didn't care.

I used to be a Red Scarves Veteran, I was one of the best and everyone among the guild of thieves and assassins had expected me to become a Senior prior to my departure, in fact I would've been the youngest Senior in scarves history, however as I've gotten older I realized that this wasn't the life for me. I'm truly grateful for the excitement such a life provided but I wanted to settle down, ambition had blinded me and left me exhausted. Though one thing I do miss is that I had friends among the scarves, I don't know how the scarves felt about me leaving and I'm sure they wouldn't just give me special treatment. You're likely comparing me to Sash Lilac and Carol Tea who also abandoned the scarves, I will admit that they had partially inspired me to leave the scarves, but it remained my own decision and unlike them who seemed to have taken their newfound fame lightly and accepted it, I however wanted to maintain peace and solitude.

With my combat experience I helped the rebellion fight off the army of machines, but brute force wasn't enough, we needed strategy, sadly these people lacked it. They didn't stop to think or consider the consequences, the families that will miss them, their loved ones, they were too damn patriotic for their own good and wanted to become martyrs. If anything they likely just disregarded my ideas solely because of my history. One day however I made the most unlikely of friends, a man about the same age as myself came to Shuigang, he was obviously ignorant of the events that had recently transpired at the time and found himself in the most undesirable of situations, however the rebels managed to save him and inform him of the situation, he claimed to have known the reason behind Prince Dail's strange behavior and that he had some sort of "super hearing", obviously everyone including myself was skeptical of this claim… that was until he proved that he really did have super hearing. Another useful tool for these patriotic fools, I thought to myself.

I was pleasantly surprised when this man, in contrary to the rebellion, actually had similar ideals to myself and that he himself considered these men and women foolish, however he openly provided any information he could, including the robot soldiers' weaknesses, posts, and patrol areas including the identity of the man behind these atrocities, Arktivus Brevon. Despite providing such information, the man advised against fighting Brevon directly however his advice was in vain, I agreed. Why I jumped into the frontlines was beyond even my own understanding, I suppose patriotism finally got to me. As the man simply leaves the city in disappointment, likely hearing the horrors that I've seen first hand, my senses final came back to me at that point. I knew these fools would get themselves killed, but I never imagined they would die the way they did, so horrific that I don't think I can stomach describing such scenes.

After witnessing my comrades fall by Brevons monstrous hands, I had no choice but to retreat so I decided to returned home to Shang Mu where my twin sister lived. The last I've heard from her was when she helped me move to Shuigang after leaving the Red Scarves, she always had my back, even when I told her I would be joining the scarves she agreed to keep it a secret, we were only twelve years old. Himika was a kind soul and although she wasn't as robust or aggressive as I am, she was still intelligent and flexible, I would never wish harm on her and because of that I hadn't talked with her at all for years during my time as a scarf, I was no fool, I knew what the scarves really were and I knew what they were capable of. A week after Brevon's defeat I returned to Shuigang and said my goodbyes, but now I know that I can speak with my sister again.

A month after the following events I came in contact with the man who aided the rebellion at Shuigang, his name was Helms, apparently after the battle at the snowfields he became a historian of sorts. To my surprise we got along pretty well when he came to visit my cottage, and he was willing to share his findings, I will admit they were impressive. I don't quite know why he was so friendly or accepting to me, he was fully aware of my past, which that alone drives people away and that's not including my cynical and seclusive behavior, though I have seen worse than me. Helms had similar ideals to my own, we both seemed to had a similar sense of cynicism and logic, however he was slightly more optimistic than I was.

Now that you know about my backstory and most of the significant characters to the following story I'm about to share with you, it's time to introduce you to the most important character, yes, even more so than myself… and I'm suppose to be the protagonist… though her introduction comes later, as it will be too complicated to explain that encounter with a mere paragraph…