Vanaheim, Mothers Heart - Commander Lexa

I grew up without much parental care. I went for the streets. I started doing simple tasks for people and in exchange I got water, food, clothing and training. I got taught how to wield a dagger before most children know how to cut their own meat. I started to head for the people who taught me more often than those who fed me. I learned how to take care of myself on the streets. To live without a mother, without any family… It was harsh, but I had the people who helped me in exchange for my help to them and ended up being trained by the best there were. They taught me how to wield daggers, blades, even a spear. I knew how to fight and how to kill.

When I was fourteen, the Conclave was about to happen. Children are supposed to participate. In my Conclave, there were seven others. Finn, Wells, Cece, Monty, Jasper, Nathan, Connor and… Obviously, me. In the Conclave, Children between age twelve and sixteen are sent to the top of our highest Mountain. From there, they make their way back to the village. The road is… dangerous. There are many creatures that can kill you. Creatures that I still fear on this day. Two died on their way home. It was a spectacle, because six survived. A new record. Sadly, that’s not how things go. Only one can survive. So, we fought. I won. I was the last one standing and was believed to be chosen by the Mother, to be blessed by Her and become the new Commander.

I spent two years at the side of my Commander until he died. He was… a ruthless man. He truly believed all traditions to be correct and that every outsider would be the death of us. He got this message into our people, got them… to close up to change.

When he died, I took over. I was… blurred by his visions. Foreigners were bad. Vampires and werewolves were monsters and everyone needed to stay away from us. I eventually saw what was happening. It was not right. My people are blinded by their beliefs. Once I started to try and open them up, however, there… started to be riots. I had to kill. It is the only way. It is kill or be killed and if I get killed, another will just take over. They felt their ideals weren’t respected by me, but in truth… Their ideals had turned into fanaticism. There was no talking. They just… fought. Scared of what would happen if they let it in. But what could I do?

I had decided. I needed to open their minds. I need them to accept that the world isn’t ours. That there are people with different beliefs. That they are going to make war on us if we don’t accept their coexistence. And we in turn make war on them. They dream of living their life, bowing before their Commander and locked away from reality, but it is not possible. It simply isn’t.

I need to use their ways to make them change them. Those who oppose me will be punished for their sins. Only then will I stay with those who are willing to accept the rest of the world, before the rest of the world decides they do not accept us. And I hope to convince my Second of this, the child that will be forced into my place when I die. Because I will. And I can only hope that they will finally realize.

Coming.