Hi my name is Micah Leoven and I am currently twelve years old. My hair is an unusual silver color and my eyes are gold with flecks of royal blue and emerald green. Unique and slightly weird if you ask me. That is not all, for I have a secret that no one knows only me and my mom. You see my mom came from another dimension when her parents sent her here in hope that she survive her home's destruction. My mom and I are not human, we are angel-high elf hybrids. My grandfather was a high elf, but not only that, he was the king of the high elf kingdom. My grandmother was also royalty, she was the queen of the angels. When my grandparents were young they were engaged to each other in hope to bring the two races together. And with some effort they succeeded and were deeply in love. When my mother was born the two countries became one and everyone celebrated. But not all was well the new country was attacked by the other's in part of jealousy and part in fear that they were getting too powerful. At first they were holding the attackers off well, until an elite unit of soldiers from the enemy managed to infiltrate the castle to assassinate the king and queen, my grandparents, and the young princess. They almost succeeded, but my mother was sent to this world. At first my mother didn't know what to do, she couldn't go back because she would be killed, but she still wanted to help her people. So my mother trained to get stronger and eventually met my father. My parents fell deeply in love though my mom didn't tell him she wasn't human. After some time, my mother fell pregnant with me. At that point my father told my mom that he was a god, due to my mom catching him use his power and he thought of her as a clear sighted mortal, but wouldn't say which one to protect my safety. My mom understood and believed him, she then told him that she wasn't human and what she was. My father told her he couldn't be here to raise me due to an ancient law. My mom was sad but knew the importance of magical laws due to the world she came from being magical. My parents reluctantly said goodbye to each other.
A few months later I was born. My father wasn't here for us, but I don't hate him for that once I understood the reasons why he can't see me. Because of my elven heritage my ears are pointed and I have wings due to my angelic heritage. But these features are hidden under complex illusion magics, with the only times they show is when my mom and I are alone or she is teaching me my innate skills, like flying or magic. My mom also taught me things like politics and tactics. She also taught me martial arts and weapons handling so I could protect my self and so that if we ever go back to my mom's world we could possibly fight back and protect the citizens of my mom's country, after all I am royalty.
Due to my inhuman heritage, I have ethereal features and grace. Because of this every school I go to I build up a base of fan-girls. And let me tell you something, fangirls are terrifying. I usually move schools frequently to avoid gathering too much of a following. The one time that that happened the police couldn't handle it all and had to call in the military to prevent a riot of fan-girls from destroying the town from a rumor. I currently go to Yancy Academy in Manhattan. It is a
school for "troubled kids" and the only reason I'm going there is due to what I call the Incident from the time the military was called in. Other than that, I am a perfect student and that is what the teacher's say, not me. While in Yancy, I met my two best friends Percy Jackson and Grover Underwood. We all shared a dorm because Yancy is a boarding school. Other than those two I don't really interact with my peers. Because of this I've somehow gotten the title The Ice King. I wouldn't have interacted with anyone if it weren't for a feeling that the three of us are a part of something bigger than mundane life.