3rd Person POV:
Sally Jackson is walking back to her apartment, pushing a stroller with a three year old boy. The stroller is nothing fancy, just enough to push the kid in while the single mother carries a grocery bag. The boy holds a bag as well, a lighter and smaller bag, so that the family of two won't have to go shopping until Sally can get paid again.
A little girl, looking no older than five years old slams straight into Sally's back. This causes Sally to jolt her stroller forward. The boy stays in the stroller thanks to the strap across his waist, but the bag of groceries falls onto the ground.
The little girl squeaks in surprise. She runs around to in front of the stroller. "I'm so sorry miss. Let me help." She starts putting the food back into the small bag. Every few seconds she looks back to where she was running from.
As the little girl is helping put the groceries back into the small bag Sally can get her first good look at the kid. The girl is wearing clothes that are barely pieced together. She doesn't have any shoes and her cheek is bleeding from a cut across her cheekbone. Because her ability to see through the mist, Sally can see one more feature about the girl. Something strange. The girl glances behind Sally one more time.
"Are you in trouble honey?" Sally asks the little girl kindly, handing her son the small bag of groceries.
"I don't want to be a bother ma'am. My hideout isn't too far from here." She squeaks, shrinking back.
"Mama, who's dat?" The three year old asks curiously from his stroller, holding onto the groceries a little tighter.
"Someone who needs help sweetie." She tells her son before looking back to the little girl. "Let's get you back to my house and cleaned up, alright. That can be your hideout this time."
"A-are you sure?" The little girl glances behind Sally again, fiddling with the charms on a necklace that's too big for her neck.
"Of course, just tell me your name and we can get going." Sally tells her kindly.
"I'm Argyros." The girl squeaks out.
"It's nice to meet you Argyros, my name is Sally. This is my son, Perseus." Sally motions to her son and smiles warmly.
Argyros smiles. "Like the hero in Ancient Greece." She stands up, trusting Sally a little more. The little girl follows the nice woman home.
Hello there everyone! Welcome to my new story. I haven't written in forever, so I hope that my writing style has improved. I have a few chapters pre-written so updates might be a little faster earlier in the story.
I hope you enjoy, comments are always welcome. I love getting the feedback.
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