• It all happened three months ago...
    "Get back here you little twerp!"
    A pickpocket stole one of my most treasured items,
    a set of wings that my mother had made for me...

    When i cought her,
    she was trying to scam a lady shopkeeper into buying them...

    "What the **** are you doing! Those are mine! You have no right to sell those!!" I grabbed the kid by the collar.
    The lady looked at me and smiled. "I know."
    I raised an eyebrow. "What?"
    "Are you Rena?"
    "Uh, yeah...?" was the only thing that I could think of.
    "Then," she held out her hand to me. "These belong to you."
    I took what she held out to me. "I've never seen these before..."
    They were the most beautiful earrings that I've ever seen.
    "Are you sure???" She looked at me.
    "Yeah, i have seriously never seen these before..."
    They were little celtic crosses, made of silver....
    "But I was told that they were yours..." She looked down. "That reminds me, this is also yours..." She handed me a strange silver charm.
    "What the heck is that???"
    "It's an important artifact that was destined to belong to you."
    "'Destined'?" I looked closer are the intertwined half-circles. "I don't believe in destiny."
    "You can have these back," she handed me my wings.
    "Th-thank you."
    When she turned away, I noticed that she too, had a pair of earrings exactly like mine, as well as a charm in her hair that matched the one she gave me.
    'Who are you?'
    "My name is Rastel Caris,"
    "I didn't say anyth-"
    "You are now one of us, Rena."
    "What the hell?"
    "Like I said," She started polishing one of the many antique vases that she had in her shop, "You are now one of us."
    How was I supposed to know, how right she really was?