There was once a prophecy. A prophecy about someone so powerful that that person knew all of the secrets of the world. Her soul was so pure that it was like a patronous, trapping the danger of a dementor and turning it into something pure. Something good. She has a heart of gold and loyalty that rivals that of a lion's. Her beauty remains untainted, even if she grew up in rags. When angered, stay away. Her feisty attitude that unravels when in a fit of rage clashes with her sweet personality, causing an unnatural disaster. But with all of these powers lying dormant inside of her, a beast could unleash. Something truly cruel. Truly dark, evil even. Something tainted. And growing up in the bad environment of an orphanage can change a person. Growing up in rags, growing up mistreated. Feared. It's not good for someone like Ally. If someone doesn't save her from herself, the world will most likely cease to exist.