They always knew she was different. Ever since they found her on their doorstep. Her hair, like the feathers of a raven. Eyes as blue as the sky. Though the sparkle in her bluebell eyes set her aside from all the other kids. The only thing with her was a dark blue silk blanket and some type of necklace. She never had many friends. However, she always said she never needed friends, for she had the wind. Her parents thought she was just lost, but the weird thing was... the wind followed her. It was as if it really was her friend.
-4 years later-
Marinette Dupain-Cheng was five years old when they first showed up. Dark and slick feathers had grown from her back. Six feet across. Marinette was very proud of her new limbs. Though she knew that if her parents knew of her new... developments... well, let's just say it wouldn't be the best day of her life. Marinette knew that her wings meant she had reached the age, in which she could know.
Know what happened to her family. She took off the necklace she wore all the time, and checked that her parents were busy, then she said the words that had been tugging at the back of her mind all her life:
"烏鴉頭髮" (meaning: raven haired) she said.
The necklace glowed with a blue that put the Persian skies to shame. A hologram of a young woman with red and black hair appeared.
"Greetings Your Highness, I am Tikki, your new mentor."