Underground, the city's transit system was usually bustling with life, but it seemed almost vaccant.

As the train closed its doors and sped away from the station, a passerby got a glimpse of what was inside.

A girl, who looked to be not yet 13, was on the dirty floor of the train, black hair strewn about and covering her face. The train car was completely empty besides her, and there was blood every where.

The passerby's eyes widened and they began to run away from the scene to alert someone and call for help.

Back on the train, the girl begain to stir. Her eyes fluttered open as she weakly picked herself up into a sitting position on the floor.

Once her eyes adjusted, she could only stare at the scene before her.

"W-what happened?" She nearly passed out from the metallic scent of the blood that surrounded her.

"You don't know?" A voice echoed
somewhere, bust she couldn't tell who said it. There was only her in the train car.

"W-why w-would I know? W-Who are you? And..Where are you?" The girl began to tremble, tears streaming down her pail face that was mostly covered by her ebony hair. Se reached up to wipe them away.

She looked down at her hands, and to her surprise that sent her into a shock, her hands were covered by blood and scars.