The day that Alannah followed her heart and went down to the docks she was sixteen, she knew she was breaking a cardinal rule, but she no longer cared. She packed what clothes she could fit into her largest carpetbag, took money from her family and left during the cover of night. She went down to the docks and decided to stow-a-way on the first passenger ship heading for anywhere but here. She had to get out from under her father's control and away from the chaos of the life her father was trying to create for her.
It was noon on March 13th, the sky was overcast and the day was dreary just like her mood. But this day was not just any day, no this was a Friday. Friday the 13th, and for Alannah Irish born and raised, that day above all other days always spelled trouble. This Friday the 13th was no different. Alannah had been on the run from her father for the last five years, her father was at one time a man that she looked up to, but by the time she ran, he was a man she feared. She never stayed in one place for too long, she always feared that her father would find her and take her home. She always made it a point to, never get comfortable. She knew that if you got comfortable you ended up making mistakes, and in her world mistakes could be deadly.
She traveled the European countryside, going from country to country and every time she had the feeling that she was being watched or followed. In every town, that she would end up in she would find jobs either as a maid, or a farmhand, or even down on the docks cleaning fish. For years she had prepared for the inevitable, she knew that one day her father's men would catch up to her and drag her home. When they did, she knew that she would be whipped for running. There was a man waiting back home that she would be forced to marry, a man that was more than twice her age just to keep the peace between her father and his business partner Luis Delgado. She was nothing more than a pawn to her father, a beautiful, pawn that he thought he could control.
Every time Alannah moved to a new city, she kept her carpetbag hidden nearby, that way if she needed to make a sudden departure she could do so. Along with her hidden carpet bag, she kept a change of clothes at her place of employment. Her latest home was in Nuremberg, Germany, she managed to stay hidden in this quiet town for a few years, but she was getting too comfortable, losing her edge. Although she maintained her job cleaning fish, she rarely thought much of her past. And that was the beginning of her downfall.