This chapter is about Miranda's previously forgotten past. It is not a flashback. There are some odd names, so look below:
Baikalaqua: BEH-ka-lah-ka
Taquia: Ta-KIA
Chapter 36
Baikalaqua
The Baikalaquas were a large family in the Far East Region of the country. They had a long and regal bloodline, dating back to the time of the Vikings.
A young girl, about 8 years old, sat in the middle of the house playing with a giant sword.
"Don't play with that! You'll cut yourself!"
"But MOOOOM! How else will I learn to use it?!" Miranda loved playing with the giant weapon. It had been forged by her ancestors many years ago. They had used the finest metal to make it. The sharp fin blades were a mystery to Miranda. She had heard they had been plucked from a monster, but whenever she tried to find out more, her mother would stop her. She had always been a fighter, ever since she had learnt to walk. She was strong, but unfortunately, she was also hot-tempered. She was notorious in her school for beating people up, even more so than the boys. Miranda had once even bested a Grade 4 boy for taking her friend's lunch money. He was admitted to hospital with a broken jaw. But what really broke was his pride. Beaten by a girl! However, Miranda was descended from a long line of warriors that foreme the regal fighting clan in the Far East Mountains.
"Please, Miranda!"
"But MOM! This is going to be mine in two years! I HAVE to learn how to use it!"
"Come on, Miranda, it's Saturday! We are going on a picnic soon! Please!" Taquia couldn't believe it. Pleading to her own daughter! This one was going to grow up to be tough.
"Sigh...Sister is not going to be happy!"
Taquia personally thought her sister was an idiot. It was a tradition to keep the family name even if you were the female, but ever since her sister had fallen in love with that blond-haired Demune character...
"Aunty D-moon? But Miette is so stupid! I don't wanna play with her!" protested Miranda.
"Miranda! Don't call people stupid! Especially your cousin!" Privately Taquia was laughing her head off. Miranda was right about one thing. The Demunes were stupid. And useless. If Mother was still around, she'd continually chastise Delilah, her sister for bringing shame upon the family. In fact, if she knew she changed her last name, shed probably disown her, I mean, their ancestors fought giant metal aliens! And the sword was proof! Taquia had decided to keep this alien craziness under wraps from Miranda until she was fifteen. Then she could even tell her about her actual job...
"MOM! Earth to Mom!" yelled Miranda into Taquia's face, which was staring out into space.
"Yes. I'll go get the picnic things." Just then, Miranda's father walked in. His name was James Baikalaqua. He used to be called James Roosevelt before marriage. He was medium height, with short, black hair, and was in his early thirties, much like Taquia. They looked much the same as well, with Taquia's hair being much longer than James'. Today the family were having a nice picnic with Delilah and Luke. Their daughter, Miette Demune, was also tagging along. She was four years old, half Miranda's current age.
"Go get your things, Miranda." instructed Luke. Miranda charged off to her room to get her things.
Miranda's room was quite large. The double bed was set off to one side, and a computer desk was placed next to it. Sitting in front of the desk was a large punching bag, in which Miranda honed her fighting skills. She was extremely tomboyish, so her room was dressed mainly in a sharp black, with some white. A few James Bond posters plastered her walls. She rummaged through her prank drawer. She picked up some glue powder, feathers and some fake eggs. Today Miette was going to live up to her name.
"AAAAAAUUUUGGGGHHH!"
"THE FALLEN! WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"
Done. Thanks for your patience, everyone! School is so nasty on my fanfiction time...