1 Prologue

Starting Another day of training with my uncle Orson, it's frequently a blend of martial arts, boxing, and constantly a random quiz in between fighting. It's been like this since I can recall.

Between my father Zane and my uncle, they made certain I'm fluent in nine different languages, martial arts, archery, hunting, and many more subjects, on top of maintaining a 3.0 GPA.

It seems peculiar to some people but I suppose it's my father's way of making sure I survive in this world, it's just us left. My mother died during childbirth.

I go to a biology class in town twice a week at the local college, other than that I've been home schooled my entire existence. It lets me graduate in two weeks, with my upcoming eighteenth birthday next week it would be a great present.

I have taken nothing but advanced classes since I was nine, being anything but outstanding is not an opportunity in my family.

Friends and dating weren't a privilege as well, my father keeping us away in the woods, and constantly training, it keeps me too busy to even think about them.

Hoping my dad won't be at work for graduation or my birthday because he travels a lot, periodically for days, and occasionally for months. We have never discussed his career, declaring that family time is for the family not to discuss work, but he makes a pile of money with his job.

I have never challenged them or complained a day in my existence. This was our way of living, and I accepted it not experiencing anything else, and it doesn't hurt that I know how to take down anybody with a flick of my hand.

I also cannot wait to explore the world like my father, with all I have learned about other places out there, I have never been beyond our town yet.