A rainy day seems gloomy to most, droplets smashing pavement, soaking trees to a lonely black. Clouds darken the sky with monstrous shapes taking away all form of light. Aroar of thunder rolls through the sky and a large form is focused in view. Or multiple forms, black umbrellas lining wet grass and cracked concrete. Covered people in layers of black all focused on a single object, hypnotized by either beauty or horror their faces stay stoic. The crowd thins and a casket reveals itself. This is a story about a girl, Serina in fact and she has 4 men in her life. Her Dad, Her Uncle, Jake and most of all her Grandfather. Her protector ever since she was a young girl. Then one day her protector is no more, Serina isolates herself dealing with the pain but once she's alone a new terror strike and takes her away. what will she do once shes pulled away from all her protectors and left to fend for herself? will she be a damsel? Or rise to defeat?