Character

Backstory:

Ash's early years were filled with plight, Her mother had unfortunately cheated on her husband, making Ash not only a bastard child, but not completely human.

Her father abandoned Ash and her mother, attempting to shield and "protect" his son from Ash's "tainted" existence.

This began a woeful spiral, her mother struggling from job to job, paycheck to paycheck, barely making ends reach with her various waitress jobs.

This struggle continued for long until she finally secured not only herself, but Ash a home.

Ash had developed a small obsession with fairies and fae, of course, she mispronunciated it at first, "fie" as she called them, Her few friends, and only family called her it as a nickname, She bashfully accepted the name after a while.

Six years later, with newfound interests in fantasy, she had stopped using the name Fie, and managed to use her birth name of Ash once again.

At 16 years old, developing, still with her teenage woes, She had argued with her mother, and in a fit of anger and rage... left for a friend's house for the night.

She awoke to news of gang violence the night before... a shooting, the list was short, but she recognized neighbors, a friend... and her mother, who she had regrettably said "I hate you" to the night before…

In a flurry of panic and distress she raced home, pushing through the stern police officers, she... had confirmed the reports with her own two eyes,

Ash... No... Fie experienced a pang of humility like no other. Breaking down to tears, She was carefully escorted off scene by the officers.

With trauma setting in, Fie felt alone for the first time in a while, Her friends keeping her grounded in reality as she waited for the reports on who had killed her mother…

Silence, nothing... Fie had turned to trying to get vengeance on her own terms. Trying to bulk up, moving up to amateur boxing, with money at stake, Fie was treated as a weak fighter more than anything.

Struggling due to her natural weakness, she was soon treated to private lessons by the owner of the ring. Eventually the boxing at bets weren't even the draw anymore, As they had begun to be treated as a pet.

She had Voided, a heavily addictive sedative mixed into her drinks, and sexually assaulted once they took effect. Fie would be living in a blur, from the ring, to pet, to a rehab facility, she wouldn't have a... reasonable sense of time

Fie felt like she had no proper escape from this. She was trapped in the rehab system, feeling like she had lost all control, until Fie met Bonabell, A sweet girl about her own age, Bon would give Fie the sense of meaning she had been missing, and a few weeks before her 19th birthday, Fie and Bon would leave the facility together, hand-in-hand.
High on love, and with a newly found sense of meaning, Fie would continue striving to better herself. More and more her frail avian body was strengthening… gathering attention from a certain crowd, Fie was given an open invitation to a gang, and seeking every advantage possible, accepted it on undefined terms.

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