{Author's note:
Hello! I'm AnEsther and welcome to my first story here. This has been in my mind for a little while and I kinda figured 'Why not share it?' So I decided to ^^ I'm not usually one to write fanfiction, having only written a few, but I have written allot of original stuff. But I'm exited about this story :) So I hope you all enjoy!}
Prologue:
I have lived a life of great joy and heartbreak.
For years now I've tried to bring myself to sort it all out on paper, but there were always things in the way. When I was young and the beauties of youth still graced me I had a duty to my country, when the knowledge and maturity of adulthood met me I had duties to a family falling apart, and by the time the wisdom of old age rolled around the fallout from a whirlwind life kept me from these annals.
Now death knocks at my door and I find myself unable to answer until I have told this story in my own hand, laid down in one sequential order so that my mind may finally rest. I have spent my entire life doing things for other people, serving my life away to another master, but this is finally for my own benefit. So many things have happened along the twisting roads of life, things I have never fully understood, even when I was the one who's destiny was in question.
Who am I?
I have had many names; Warrior, Wife, Teacher, Mother, and good gods, grandmother. I have fought for my country against foreign enemies and fought for my own family against the tides of change. I have seen thousands of lives end and nearly that many begin, both entering and exiting this world in much the same manner.
I am Fa Mulan; savior of China.
I am Li Mulan; wife and mother.
I am Mulan; a woman who never learned her place.
The past is all a person with no future has left to decipher.