Seeing this building being burned down was quite a sight. The hungry, selfish, unforgiving flames of death slowly devouring it's victims. Slowly and painfully, leaving no trace. But what caught my attention was this familiar lady. She, somehow, managed to cheat death and was able to escape from the mighty fire's grasp but not without injuries. Not simple one's but injuries that would surely remain as hideous scars that will forever remind her of this unfortunate day. Though I must say that she's very familiar, even if I haven't seen her before. I am sure of that because I know my memory is very sharp regarding people related to my company and my "job". **************** She slowly raised her head up to the full watchful moon, as if ready to take whatever she's supposed to take. Her face held no emotion, same could be said about her eyes. Whisperely, she said . . . " Yes my King. " ~Ciel