Chapter 3 : Distant Thunder

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"When I was Lost, She Found me, So I vowed to keep her in view" a woman says in a soft Tone.

We fade from black to see Raven Waking up, she slowly gets up, trying to not disturb Lily. The Window is closed, outside is a bright grayish white, rain clouds cover the sky. A gentle breeze shown on the leaves, and the peaceful scene of the raindrops against the window. Raven covers Lily gently. And we hear her mumble.

"Rave... stay.." A soft muffled Mumble, she doesn't appear to be aware or awake. Raven grabs her black sweater, and walks out of the room. She Bumps into some of the Teens in the Hall.

"sorry.." she mumbles as she continues, the Front desk lady smiles at Raven. Typing away at her computer. Raven's Caught off guard and returns a half smile. Walking outside, the subtle warmth of the Group home is Erased by a cold gust of wind as Raven walks outside. We see Tom nearby cleaning some of the garbage by the Front. He stops Her, reaching into his pocket, he pulls out the switchblade. "Uh.." Raven starts.

"Don't.. I don't need an explanation, take it back. If you're heading out into the world. You'll need some protection." He says dropping it in her hands. "Just do me a favor, and Keep it away from the little girl, and the other kids." He says in a kind tone before he turns to continue cleaning.

"Wait, um.. Thanks.. for chasing them away.... And this... I appreciate it." Raven struggles to say. She turns and starts to walk away. "Oh, um.. can I help with anything? Since I'm going out, do you.. or anyone need anything?" She asks.

"Hmm. Kind to offer but I think we're okay.. maybe grabs something for your friend?" He responds as he's Going back to his work. Raven smiles and turns around. She walks down the street, the cold air surrounding her. The rain dancing on her jacket, a few drops kissing her face. She lowers her head and continues. She walks through different Streets, and retraces her steps back to where she got kicked out of the gang. She stops at the familiar Wall, she hears a distant thunder, mixed with approaching Drunken laughter and conversations. Raven quickly thinks and remembers which way that girl went, Aya. She walks and turns the same corner, continuing for a bit. She comes to a stop at an intersection, waiting for the go ahead to cross.

"Come on, come on.. Fucking thing." She says impatiently. She looks and sees a small group of her former 'friends' approaching. One of them points her out. "Shit.." she says as the light changes for her. She walks quickly through the small crowd and gets to the other side, she steps into a small corner store. A bit warmer in here, she stands there and watches the windows. After about 2 minutes. An older man walks over.

"I should Charge you for The dripping." He says in a heavy Asian accent. Walking over with a mop.

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry." Raven says as she looks at the floor, she has a small puddle around her. "I was just taking a minute out of the rain." She adds. He mops and she eventually goes back outside. Assaulted by the cold Air she shivers a bit, but continues walking. She finds small box in a nearby alley, it has old books in it. "Probably not in the best condition, or having all their pages. But hopefully Lily would enjoy it." She thinks to herself. She takes it and continues walking. Eventually she catches a glimpse. Of her. "Aya?" She calls out. The figure turns around, those familiar Purple eyes looking at her. She slowly walks towards Raven with a smile.

"You remembered my name, are you ready to open up?" Aya asks.

"I already did, someone back home showed me how." Raven responds.

"Hmm, that's good. Come on, let's take a walk. We can discuss.. You." Aya says while talking Raven's arm. They walk around the block. "What's with those old Books?" She asks.

"A gift, for the person I was talking about." A soft smile grows on her face.

"No, you can do better." Aya takes the box and sets it down. "Here, take this. It'll help you." She says handing over a wallet.

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