It was a curse to languish for. ********************* Yelena Iris, a twenty year old youth, was cursed with the curse that might not be called a curse. She said it was power. A power which she tried to hide well enough. But not for too long. A path was ahead, arranged for her a road full of sharp thorns to go through with. Such was the curse that she had awakened that would had its history repeat itself. A bloody history. And she may be the one to end it...or not. ************* *This is my original work.* PLAGIARISM IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED.