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Damien

God I can't believe this, I just happen to be walking by the alley,to find a girl trying kill herself. What happened to her for her to get to this point in her life. I was in town because my father wanted to start teaching me the family business now that I am of legal age. So to my surprise when the girl I just found grungey and dirty and looks like she's been through hell and back turns out to be my age when she's so tiny.  So I managed to talk her down from goin over the edge and I couldn't be more excited that she accepted my help, no questions asked.

Heck I'm part of the Italian Mafia and she didn't bat an eye at me.

So as she collected all that she owned,I took her tiny hand in my much larger one and proceeded to continued to walk her out of the ally and out to the street, I called my father and told him what happened and he said to bring her to the house we were staying at so he can have doc take a look at her. I managed to get her name, Sang, weird but a good kind of weird.

I notice as we walk she keeps darting her eyes around like shes looking for something or someone,ready to run at any moment. What the hell happened to this poor girl?

Sang

I'm following Damien down the streets of Charleston,and I'm doing my best to keep an eye for anyone I might know,seeing as I haven't been in school for a month, not that anyone would notice or care anyways. We come around the corner and I spot what must be a mansion bigger than victors and he has huge one.

I'm in awe of the place high walls,with security all around and what look like a dozen or so bodyguards walking around doing various jobs, who ever lives here must be high society. As Damien leads me into the front door m you my mouth just hit the floor with the crystal chandelier up above to the marble floors below,the place just screams money and power.

Damien walks up to the second floor of this place And leads me to a room which I can assume is a guest room,tells me to go ahead and take a shower to clean up,that he will send some clean clothes up.

So as nervous as I am, I say thank you and he closes the door behind him on the way out.  I head into the attached bathroom to find a huge shower with a tub, so I went ahead to fill up the bathtub with water since I don't take showers to do my past, and make quick work to scrub myself clean and wash my hair. As I remove myself from the tub and unplug the drain, I wrap myself in a big fluffy towel that was left out for me to use I presume.  I walk to the bathroom door and open it a little and notice clothes have been left on the chair just outside the bathroom and take them back in with me as well as the hairbrush. I set the clothes on the counter and then I look at the mirror, notice my eyes are even more haunted looking then ever before, more scars on my body from living on the streets,my body nothing but skin and bones due to being malnourished from not enough food. How can any body want to help me now just seems like a waste to me, and I certainly don't want to be a burden to anyone. But for now I will just see what happens at least I can now be clean and hopefully have a decent meal before returning back to the streets that has now become my life.

So I put the clothes on that were handed me,looks to be pajamas that are way to big for my small frame but at least they have ties so I can make it work and roll them up a bit.

After putting the pajamas on and getting the brush through the many knots in my hair,I can't help but look and see the starts of my old self looking back at me.

Now to find Damien.

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