Emily’s Backstory: Part One
The young boy stared into the small crib at the infant child inside. The boy was only about two, maybe two and a half.
His mother walked quietly behind him and gently laid her hand on his shoulder.
“What do you think, Hans?” She said softly, kneeling down.
“She’s cute,” He whispered. “What’s her name?”
“Emily,” His mother replied. “And you two will be great friends.” She smiled and her dazzling blue eyes sparkled.
Hans returned the smile and his own blue eyes sparkled back.
Three years Later...
“Dead! How?” Six year old Hans shouted at his aunt.
“The Emperor found them out and put an end to it.”
“Aunt Elizabeth, this isn’t true! Is it?” Hans shouted. “Our parents are not dead.”
“I’m sorry, but it’s true.” The aunt replied simply.
Hans stormed away.
“Emily? Are you okay?” Elizebeth asked, turning to her niece.
Five year old Emily stared into space, lips slightly apart, face blank.
A stutter was the response before Emily slowly walked out the room after Hans.
Two Days Later
Elizebeth slit open a letter that had been recently dropped carelessly on her deck by Hans. It read:
I have decided too allow the children you mentioned in your letter to join Academy Automicus.
I will send a few senior students to pick them up tomorrow.
Make sure they are ready with everything they need.
Yours, James Pipestern
Elizebeth leaned back and her chair and sighed. Taking care of children was hard. She was glad they were going to get a good education and be out of her hands.
The next day Emily and Hans were sent off to Academy Automicus, away from everything they knew, to learn how to serve for the Empire.