It's been 5 years since that day.... Here I am, standing at the spot. My mother and fathers grave. I remember it clearly, our family had just finished dinner for my birthday, and we were driving home late, and then we saw a dark shadow on the road. "Jack! It's a person, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" My mother exclaimed. But she was to late, we ran him over and the car skidded off the road and crashed into a tree. My parents ran out to see if that person needed help. It took awhile but when I got out of the car, I saw traces of blood and my parents were nowhere to be seen. This is bad. "Michiru, we have to go!" I whispered to my sister. I carried her but she groaned. "What's wrong?" I then saw where the source of pain was coming from. My sister was terribly injured, her spine fractured, and temporarily paralyzed. I brought her to the hospital as quick as I could. I visited her everyday at the hospital for a year hoping she would be fine. Until one day the doctor said, "I'm very sorry..." Time stopped moving for me. It can't be, she only fractured her spine. Why does it have to be like this? Why did I not get injured? I'd do anything to switch places with her. My powers, yet powerful, we're not realized at the time. I hated myself. Realizing I had potential to protect myself, let my family die before me. I walked into the room where she was hospitalized. Fuelled by my anger and sorrow, something snapped inside of me. I unconsciously activated a spell which made my sister move. But i realized it was more than just move, she started breathing. And since that day my sister and I joined the Mage Academy International to serve and protect the innocent and to defend the world from the demons that haunted us and turned us against each other with rage and hatred.
