2 July 2012
The pure white lights shining down from above make Ana smile with joy as she thinks about her parents, her friends and how longs she's waited for this day "I"m getting a real charge" She says to her friend Raphiel, he smiles down at her as he says "Indeed you are sister, But remember it is important not to get too attached to your charge". Ana nodded to him before the smile fell from her lips as she realized this was all a dream, a memory from a time long ago.
She blinked her eyes and opened them, I sigh of disapointment coming from her lips as she remembered the eager young woman she was centuries ago, but tonight she was busy with a routine pick up. A family of good witches had been murdered, a young child of three years old, the sole survivor. She had been given a brief about the case from her oldest friend Raphiel, "The female is three years old, blue eyes with dark brown hair" he had said to her, before handing over a file, what he failed to see in the picture of the young girl was her eyes, they weren't only blue, but they had strength in them, and age, they seemed more of the eyec of an adult than a young three year old child.
~Ana; A Beginning~ • Opuss № I