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[01] First

She looked up, clear blue eyes taking in the sight of a large church-like building. It was enclosed by a Victorian style black gate that surrounded the property. The exterior certainly did resemble a church, with its large stained glass windows painted many pretty colors. Those are what drew her eye to the building the most. The artist in her was captivated by the pictures the colored glass formed, each one telling a story. In one small hand was a black umbrella, shielding her from the pouring rain.

She used to love the rain, but it was pouring on the day she watched her parents' caskets get lowered into the ground. She was alone, and the rain only reminded her of that fact. She could no longer take pleasure in watching the rain pitter patter against her window, nor could did the sound soothe her. Instead, rain made her feel like she would drown in her solitude.

The other hand held onto one of the many books she liked to read again and again. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, was the title of the book clutched tightly to her chest. Turning her attention away from the orphanage for gifted children, she let her eyes wander to the kind older gentleman standing beside her.

His gray hair was slicked back, a black hat sitting on top of his head. Eyes were closed and his mustache matched the color of his hair. He adorned an all black suit and long trench coat. The man turned his head to look down upon the small thirteen year old, lips pulling into a kind smile. The wrinkles of his skin being tugged as he grinned. When he'd picked her up from the previous orphanage she was temporarily living in, he'd introduced himself as Watari.

His eyes opened to meet her innocent gaze, placing a hand on her shoulder with a comforting squeeze. "Nervous?" His voice was light and wispy, kindness oozing from his tone.

The girl with light brown hair quietly nodded her head, glancing away to break the eye contact. She couldn't handle looking people in the eyes for too long. She wanted to hide her face from the world. She had bangs that covered her forehead, and were getting a bit too long resulting in her hair being in her bright blue eyes. As a child, she'd always been called ugly by her peers at school. She began to believe them.

Watari led the girl inside and down a long hallway lined with many doors. Explaining to her that all the orphans lived in these rooms, usually having a roommate. She would have one too, a girl her own age. He told her that there were several kids in her age range here, so she had a good chance of making friends.

If only it were that simple.

He opened the door to an office and gestured for her to go inside. Sitting at a desk in the room was another old man who was a bit on the grumpier side than Watari. His hair was graying just as much and he wore a pair of small glasses on the bridge of his nose. A small nameplate on the desk indicated his name was Roger. The man called Roger was looking through some papers, which unbeknownst to the timid girl, was her records and documents.

Name: Karina Sweetnam

DOB: 10/21/1990

Sex: Female

Height: 5'0"

Weight: 105 lbs

Blood type: B

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Country of Origin: United States of America

It also listed her previous schools and the name of the orphanage she'd been living in before coming here. Underneath all that was her medical record and list of illnesses or disorders she might have, but only a couple were actually checked off, along with one other being being written in as it wasn't listed.