Disowned by Family and Life on the Streets

Disowned by Family and Life on the Streets

When she was ten years old, Alex was beat up by a group of teenagers and was kicked, calling her a freak. Alex was too terrified to shapeshift and curled up into a ball.

Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

When Alex was fourteen, about two years before becoming an einherji, Alex became homeless when her father threw down the stairs of house in the front yard, and threw a sculpture Alex made at her, which had two faces. Her father told Alex that he just wanted her to be normal, and Alex insisted she was. Her father then said she would have no more help and no more money, which Alex rejected. Her father said she had so much potential, since she understood the craft as much as her Abuelo, and insulted her appearance, spitting on the steps. Alex corrected her father and said it was an art, not craft, and her father looked disgusted, and said her sculpture wasn’t art, it was trash. They both waited for the other to apologize, but her father shook his head in dismed the door, disowning her.

At some point in life, he lived in a youth shelter on Winter Street in Boston, at roughly the same time when Magnus was there. He remembers hating the place. Also during this time, Alex befriended a boy named Adrian, but he would end up killing himself. Alex was often beat up in homeless shelters often. She would occasionally steal from her family.

The Hammer of Thor

Alex Fierro is first indirectly mentioned by Samirah al-Abbas, as the latter receives a message about a potential code three-eight-one: heroic death in progress. (more…)

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It was the only use of men, she had said

It was the only use of men, she had said

“Oh, but I don’t want protection,” Fanny had laughed, and when Julia Craye, fixing on her that extraordinary look, had said she was not so sure of that, Fanny positively blushed under the admiration in her eyes.

Was it for that reason then, Fanny wondered, with her eyes on the floor, that she had never married? After all, she had not lived all her life in Salisbury. “Much the nicest part of London,” she had said once, “(but I’m speaking of fifteen or twenty years ago) is Kensington. One was in the Gardens in ten minutes-it was like the heart of the country. One could dine out in one’s slippers without catching cold. (more…)

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