It all starts, with her parents.
Her parents met at a bar in Summit. Her Mother, Margett, at the time was 16 years old and using her mother's ID and credit card to buy drinks, and her Father, Toby, was 32 and just getting out of a bad marriage, from there it was all good with playful flirting, bad jokes, and a game of pool. Their relationship blossomed and grew stronger as the 2 years went by and her mother was 18 so they decided to elope to New York. 6 months into marriage and just moving into a new apartment, they found out that her mother was pregnant, even though she didn't want to have a kid this early in their marriage but her father was excited about it and was happy to finally have a child, so after a long debate they decided to keep the child and name them Jackilynn or Jack after their favourite animal, Jackal.

Death is Normal
After 9 months and 17 days of finding out, her mother gives birth to Jacklynn but dies due to a wrong incision during her C-section. Her father was very depressed by the death of his young lover but kept his pride and strength to raise Jacklynn right. He walked her to elementary school and made sure to pick her up after work and her school activities and events on the dock, every day no matter what. He even was an active part in her School's PTA Meetings bringing sandwiches for everyone. When she turned 8 she started showing more and more interest in skateboarding after watching groups of high schoolers skate past the apartment's on the weekends, so her father saved up money and bought her, her first skateboard and helped her with painting the bottom of it and taught her how to ride it since he was a skateboarder back in his home town. During spring break, her and her father were out skateboarding together when a car was t-boned causing it to skid off the road hitting and killing her father after trying to protect her from the care.

Orphans and Fosters
After her father's death, she was quickly transferred into an orphanage in Manhatten since that was the closest one at the time. Thankfully she continued in her love in skateboarding and education in a low grade school up into her middle school years where she was adopted by a gay idian and black couple who put her into a private school because of this she found her signature look of dreads and Bell bottom pants since hippies had started popping up and her indian would technically fit into that stereotypical hippie category. The house that she lived in was actually a penthouse where she had her own bedroom and bathroom loft with an amazing view of manhatten, and because she was raised a free spirited child she would skateboard down the stair well in the building below her home which leads to a lot of complaints being filed but they can't do anything since she technically own half the building and the profits because her foster parents owned and ran the whole building. Sadly not all happy stories have a happy ending and this is not the ending of her story yet and it's nowhere near it. A group of bandits and terrorists broke into the Penthouse late at night killing everyone that stood in their way and stole everything, leading up to her foster parents death and her being an orphan again at age of 16, of course, she inherited a large sum of money since it was written in their will which made her a fairly rich teenager but couldn't live on her own yet because of state law.

Gone like the wind
Once back into the orphanage she was fast to put all of the money in her bank account and start planning her escape plan and to get out of this place as soon as possible. So after dropping out of high school and collecting all of her savings and the money from her bank account and putting it all on a credit card, she made her escape. The rest of her story is to be decided.