No memory, no childhood that she could remember, she was poor, she had no money, no home, no family, nothing. The only memorys she had was of drinking a potion and a dragon roaring. She knew she had powers, but she couldn't control them. She would fade and disappear, just to reappear another place. She knew there was other powers, but she didn't know how to use them. She had no name. Not that she knew of. She knew nothing of her age but she knew she was young. She hated the Royals. They had everything they wanted, while she starved. They didn't have a worry in the world, except they worried about being kidnapped by the Outlaws. When she had spied on some of these people they had heard her and almost caught her but her powers had kicked in and she had faded through their hands.
As she walked she saw a clearing. Two boys stood against a tree. One was tall and lean. The other was shorter and a bit more chubby. She watched as they talked. They had memories, very unlike her. She felt herself growl and made the sound stop. They had saw her. She turned to run, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She turned. The tall and lean one looked down at her. He was a bit more taller then her. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.
"Who are you?" The boy said in a shaky gentil voice. He sounded shy and quiet. Daisy had a way to tell, it was a way to survive.
"Well," She said. "I don't know."
Thats what had got her into this.