"Your Great Great Grandma Skye Rite was an amazing woman, or so I was told. I wish I could've met her, but sadly she died very young. She was different, and from what I've been told, her being different the way she was frightened her." The wise, older lady spoke to her great grandchild, hoping she would learn from the story, for she felt that Allenna was different as well, very similar to her ancestor. "How was she different Gramma?" There sat a child, a young child, maybe about the age of 7, in front of Great Grandma. Allenna had heard the story many times, but each time it intruded her more because Gramma kept adding new parts. Allenna didn't believe that the stories where anything but fairy tales... This is until she began to feel the difference in her body, the difference running through her vains, and only did she realize that on her 13th birthday.All Rights Reserved