Welcome!To my very first attempt at aBACC ever! I‟m used to the„ole Legacy challenge, but Ithought THIS seemed fun. It‟skind of my style of playinganyways, so I‟m excited.Meet Micah Scarlet. He is ayoung man, ready to start anew life. Recently, the smallsuburbs of Pleasantview wasattacked by invaders fromneighbouring desert-land,Strangetown. The town wasburnt to a crisp with firesstarted by the pea-skinnedarmy.Micah was a lucky one, theonly from his family. He gotaway, and eventuallystumbled upon acres uponacres of land. This where hisreal journey begins.
After what felt like yearsof hard work, this is whatMicah achieved. Herecruited a few passersby every now and thenfor a little bit of aid anda few donations, but itwas almost completelysingle-handily done.It was a small house,with one bedroom, akitchen, a bathroomand a living area.However, there wasroom for renovations,and plenty of it.
Micah had never beenmuch of an artist in his„old life‟. The only thingshe had ever reallydrawn where pictures onhomemade mothersday cards when he waslittle.However, he was aneager learner andstrived to beknowledgeable. So, hewould pick up thispainting skill, as heneeded some form ofincome, and he wassure somebody wouldbuy his work!
There were always hunters,tourists and explorerspassing by his home, andMicah always took thisopportunity to socialize. Ifit wasn‟t for his outgoingpersonality, he probablywouldn‟t have this decenthome and clothes on hisback, as it was throughhelp and gifts that he gotthese things.This Monday morningbrought a rush of guestswho wanted to seeMicahs new home.One in particular caughthis eye, however, heinvited them all in forsandwiches.
This girl introduced herselfas Marisa Bendett. Shedidn‟t have much to saywhen she ate thesandwich, other than howshe was exploring with afriend who was a greatscientist back in Stillwater,where she lived.Micah simply listened andsmiled weakly, feelingdeep in his heart thedesire to also be part ofthe science field. If only.
Hearing taps at the glassof his door, Micah lookedoutside, he excusedhimself from his guestsand went to greet abeautiful wild dog, withshiny, long black fur. Herushed back inside tocollect the scraps,hoping she hadn‟t left,then returned to feedher.He hardly even noticedthe footsteps behind himas he did this.
When he turned to seethe blonde girl, Marisa,he was more thansurprised.“Is everything okay?” sheasked, following Micahdown the steps as he setthe plate for the animaldown on the grass.Micah nodded, “Fine,thanks,” he said,suspicious of the womanwho looked slightly onedge. “Can I help you?”Marisa stood, staring athim, “I don‟t normally dothis, but I have to leavetomorrow...” she saidquickly, planting a tenderkiss on his lips.
„Surprised is anunderstatement‟, Micahthought with a chuckleas he sat alone thatnight, eating his Mac „ncheese. He hadn‟t beenable to get Marisa off hismind, even hours aftershe‟d left. He knew shewas returning to Stillwatersoon, but what could hedo?Nothing. He couldn‟t doa thing, and he knew it.Besides, he had muchbigger things to worryabout. He was the onlyresident in the land hehad named „ScarletValley‟. Quite fitting, as itwas a Valley...and hewas Mr. Scarlet.
As the beautiful stars fellover his home, Micahretired to his bed, hismind running amuckwith thoughts. He wouldhave to start puttingmoney away, to savefor things in thefuture...andchildren...he wouldneed to carry on hislegacy.It hit him just as fast ashis head hit the pillow.He needed a partner,and he knew just whoto choose.
With no time to lose,Micah got on the phonefirst thing the nextmorning.“Marisa! I need to seeyou!” he yelled, “Itdoesn‟t matterwhy...don‟t go...stayhere, stay with me?” hebegged, unable tocontrol nor calm himself.He knew Marisa didn‟tunderstand all of this, hejust hoped that shewould at least give it achance. After all, whatsort of life was itfollowing around afriend?
Although she hadpromised not toleave, it took Marisa afew days to get backto Micah‟s home. Shenever said why,though he assumedshe was just sortingthings out.When they saw eachother again, thechemistry was clearlytoo much, as heimmediately grabbedher and led her to hisbedroom.“Start a life here, withme!” he said as hekissed her hardagainst the pillows.
A day had barely passedand the two wheresettling down for dinner.Marisa had been to tiredfrom all her painting toeven bother to getdressed, however, hadshe known what waslying ahead, she mayhave made an effort.“I mean what I sayMarisa.” Micah simplysaid, pushing a darkvelvet box towards hisgirlfriend. “Marry me?”When he saw her pause,he quickly added. “Iknow this is all happeningso fast...”
“What time do we evenhave to waste Micah?”she squealed, openingthe box to reveal a shinydiamond ring. “I wouldlove to be your wife!”Micah simply cupped hishands together, grinningfrom ear to ear as hewatched his fiancée toywith her newengagement ring.
A few days passed and,not being ones to waitaround, Micah Scarletand Marisa Bendetthosted a ceremony inwhich the two wouldbecome Mr and MrsScarlet.The two, lookingspectacular, said theirvows, exchanged rings,danced, ate, and drankfar too muchchampagne, and ofcourse, their guestshelped them take a short,few-hour-long honeymoon in a limousine.
The wedding night wasalmost as spectacular,and there was a definitedifferent feeling thistime.“I love you MicahScarlet,” Marisawhispered to her newhusband, “I have noidea why you havechosen me though...”Micah didn‟t reply, hesimply smiled, wrappedhis arms around his wife,and quietly enjoyed themoment. He had afeeling deep insidethings where about tochange.
It seemed like thingsabruptly changed as well.Marisa was constantlyvomiting, getting tummy-aches and being totallyfatigued.Both Marisa and Micahwere incrediblyconcerned, and prayedto Boolprop it wasn‟tsome tragic andcontagious disease, asMicah was the only otherresident, and knewnothing about medicine.They stayed optimistichowever, and continuedtheir simple, hard workand persevering.
Marisa called Micah out tothe garden one day, thetwo had been working on afence and she had beenleaving out some scraps forthe wild dogs when shediscovered a row ofgolden, glowing trees. Shewas shocked to say theleast.When Micah came to seewhat all the fuss was about,his jaw dropped, and as heinspected the plants, henoticed that the leavesweren‟t like other plants,but they were simoleons!Unsure if this was a gift fromabove or just luck, the twosimply began to water theplants, thankful as ever.
It was the weekend, andboth Marisa and Micahhad been working hard,selling artwork and tendingtheir new garden. Thingswere hard, and about toget harder when Micahdecided that he was goingto take 5% of their incomefor savings for the valley‟sfuture, and another 5% forsaving for a futureeducation system.Despite all the debtconcerns this caused, thecouple had something tocelebrate. Marisa hadstopped feeling so ill andinstead became quiteround and plump. The twowhere delighted. Theywere expecting a baby!
Things were moving fastfor the Scarlets. It hadonly been 7 days, yetthey had alreadygotten married andwere now expectingtheir first child. Surreal asit was, Micah knew thatit had to be done. If hewaited too long, hemight have never hada child...and thiswonderful little Valleywould die when he did.He was inspired tocreate something, forhis life to be worthsomething.What was in store forScarlet Valley though?Would it grow or simplyremain an attraction forexplorers and hunters?