jaz1997

     As a young girl I was raised as a Mohawk Indian and Italian n one really understood how difficult it was to be able to learn the life styles of both my parents. when I was eight years old when it happened; I was with my father learning to hunt and not be seen. all of the sudden a women came out of the shadows. she looked at me and my father as if we her enemies. the women had green eyes and long blonde hair. she was beautiful and reminded me of my mother. her right hand was glowing green. it looked as if it was an orb and next thing I knew she had shot it at me and my father .    my mother appeared out of no where. " Amorah." "Hello m

thinking of writing a fanfiction but don't know of what. its between assassins creed and raven from teen titans