Long ago, when I was born, everyone thought it'd be a miracle. The group got their best fighters to teach me everything they knew. Just because I was different, they all expected I'd be "special". Yeah, I had two sharp blades on my shoulders,and a tail like a spear, and two horn-like things on my head I'd be really strong. Well they thought wrong.

It's been two years of me working my butt off just for this village. Was that why I was born? Just to protect this place?Will my hard work ever be put to use...?

It was a cool, early spring morning. Dawn approached the skies. I was asleep in my little den place, when a giant boom shattered the silence. As I expected,a few seconds later, some random Xwee invaded my sleep and forced me outside. I could hear terrified screaming, but why?...Could it be the year it awoken...the day we all feared...

It was. It had to of been. I stood and gazed sleepily at a large red blurr the seemed to grow and touch the sky. My father slapped me across my back and demanded me to go up and fight it. I did as commanded. The giant red...thing crushed most of my home. I tried to fight it,but it just kept hitting me back until I had no strength left. More than 3/4 of the Xweetoks living there dissapeared,how,no one will know.

Later that night my parents sent me into my den alone, they didn't come. I don't know where they went that night...because when I woke up, and searched for them,they were gone...I can't beleived they just abandoned me like that...

Maybe I'll be better off alone. Afrer all,they never cared about me. I'll be happier this way. Just the thought of living my life as a tool....it makes me cringe. Most of the village was dystroyed,everyone was gone,I had no use here..but before I left,I went back into my den. It was dark,so I couldn't see well. A few seconds later I felt my paw stepping on something cold, and metal. It was my mother's bracelet...I've always liked it..well..she wasn't around,so I took it. For memory,even though they were all heartless because I was different.

I started my adventure near the Stormy Plains,which were about 2 miles from my den. When I approached the wet grass,I felt something slit my paw. I apparently forgot,the Stormy Plains had sawgrass, and could slice any Neopet who walked in it. I heard a faint rustling in the background,figured it was just some Pteri. Man was I wrong.