Novia had been around for awhile, she had even made friends, she couldn't remember her past, or where she came from, asll she knew was that she came from a powerful family, in more ways than one, the only thing she could remember was her accident, where she was badly beaten, and left to die in the alley way, all she knew was that her clothes were expensive. She wondered why she seemed like royalty, and why she felt like a princess, she shook her head.

As she thought about what happened 12 years ago, all she could remember was that the mean were trying to kill her, they seem to have a royal imbroider on their clothes, she let her head fall to the side, she shook her head, why would peole want to kill her, who was she? she shook her head, glad that she took a shower lastnight, so she wouldn't have to do it this morning. As she got up she could see the sun shinig in her window, she smiled showing her dimples, her bolded hazel eyes looked around her room, it was blue, her favorite color, but it wasnt of like a complete girly room, because she was no girly girl. 

Novia slid out of bed, letting her feet touch the cold floor, she hissed at how icey the floor seemed, she shook hr head, and got up, went to closet and grabbed a blue with gold embroidery, outfit, she didn't like to wear the typical clothing, infact it felt too restricting, when she tried the first time, she almost ripped the clothes, she hissed at herself from such a scene, when she was forced to wear those clothes after she got out of the hospital, or it seemed like a hspital. 

Apon taking the outfit out, she walked back to her bed, and laid it there, she quickly changed, it was Isrealian type of clothing, her pants where a bit puffed out, they were blue, the gold embroidery seemed to be like a fire, then she put on her blue top, it stopped just right beneath the top of her flat belly, it pushed her breast up and in, her flat belly and her arms had a blue and gold tattoo like design, it was her marks from her family. Females then came in and did her hair up, they braided the top, and then did some intertwining braids and braids here and there, as they put blue and gold beads in her hair, in random but places that seemed to be impossible.

As they were finished She put on the blue and gold coat, it was part of the outfit, he was puffed out like her pants, almost like a dress, it had a hood as well, She liked it, she quickly put on her blue and gold shoes, she smiled, as she put on her necklace that she came with, the design was of a dragon and wolf next to each other holding a bluish gold jewel. She stuff the thing around her neck and the the rest went into her clothes to hide it. 

She then stuffed her weapons where they belonged, as smiled, as the females left, they stared at her, with admiration and frightened looks, she shook her head, she wouldn't let them get her down, she would stay cheerful today. She then ran out of her room wanting to check out the streets, and find her friends, the person she barely remembers saving, and the people helping him save her all those years ago, although she couldn't remember it clearly, she could remember his face slightly.

As she left the manor, she walked around, looking at the new businesses, and the peopple that seem to be around her, as she made her way through the crowds every once in awhile, she could see kids playing in the streets, she gave a soft smile, as she quickly put up her hood, and her mack up over nose. She looked up ahead, seeing the same men 12 years ago, she almost froze she couldn't fight here, it was probably expose her, to them. She kept on walking pretending nothing was going to happen.

As she kept walking, she could feel heart beat in her chest, she could hear it in her ears, she wondered if they would just keep walking or recognize her, she balled up her right hand, her nails digging into her skin, as she moved a next to them, as to walk past them, one of them grabbed her hand. "Wait...Take off your mask." She looked back, her eyes a looked dead to them, as she stood there, she let her head fall.

"Is there a reason why you are touching me?"

"hm, Because I run these streets, plus I told you to stop, and take down your face mask." 

"You don't get to touch me, nor do you get to boss me around." 

"You look and sound like a female from twelve years ago, one that got away, although she is probably dead, considering she was beaten to death, and she had a deathly arrow head broken off into her chest, so I doubt she was able to survive." 

"Then if you doubt that...Then let me go, and go on about your your way sir." 

"OOoo, look at you, so mouthy, shall we teach you a lesson?"

Even though Novia was able to protect herself and she was powerful enough to do more damage than they could do to her, she still didn't want didn't want to fight, for she might expose herself too soon, she started to panic, her past coming to haunt her, making her head hurt, she ground her teeth together, she didn't like when people touched her. As she tried to move away from them, her panic out won her of all emotions. She spun as her arm moved in a circle making him the man move forward as his arm was now behind him, as she spun him, her hand powerfully pushed him back away from her a feet feet.

She looked around, as the men surrounded her, she felt a bit jumpy, did people have to come after at all, who the hell did she offend or piss off, she needed to find her friends before, started to fight, there was more than twelve there, she hissed, she didn't have time for this, as some of the cowd around her backed up, starting to watch the scene. 

Clown was in a good mood on this day,he walked up to this apartment building with lofts in and he says nice,so he sat down and rest while he fires up a cigar..sitting there talking to a few occupants Novia,introduced herself Clown smiles and he says nice to meet you.sometime has gone by and they all were shootin the words;Clown is done with hi cigar,and says goodbye Novia and a few others and smiles and walks off.