There are things in this world that always go unnoticed. Always given one look, but not a second. People are pulled into the shadows by the demons we fear. The demons that we have always wished were never there. There is a story. A story that has not yet been told. A story about a Prophet, a Destroyer, the Mystic, the Mourner, and the Deviant. Now each one has a different story but they have always been combined. Now these five have always been casted into the light and shadows. Always over looked, but have protected the Rebel. The Rebel is a lost soul, someone who has been casted into the shadows but has no way out. This certain rebel has always been the one who is pushed into darkness. Pushed by the ones who she once called mother and father.