Snow fell gently towards earth, settling silently on the hard ground. The way it floated and settled neatly on the concrete had intrigued her to the point of having her thoughts amuck. But there was only thing that she did think of that moment.

That the snow was beautiful.

Pure white powder in the form of flakes danced there why towards the earth. It was so beautiful that she couldn't describe it, just white fluff falling.

This was her first time seeing snow fall, or any snow for that matter. She had always pictured what it would be like. Would it fall straight down to the ground? What would it look like? What colour is snow? What does it feel like? Can you eat it? What would it taste like?

So many questions had ran through her head when she was locked up. And after eleven years in complete isolation, she was finally free. But even before that, she lived in a heated country, so she's never even seen the snow.

But it was strangely calming.

As it touched and tickled her almost white skin, it was cold and melted instantly. It sent shivers up her spine and she hugged her arms. Although the snow was beautiful, it was also cold. Very cold.

It felt strange. It was nothing like she had imagined it to be. It was somehow thrilling and worrying at the same time. As the snow began to settle in small piles around her, she noticed that everyone else was wearing warmer clothing. It would be best if she was wearing something similar, the temperature was starting to drop as the sun had set and the sky had blackened. The thin white body suit she was wearing wasn't making things any better either.

She began to wonder around from street to street until she found a park bench and sat down. Though it was wonderful to see this snow, but it was starting to get dangerously cold now.

Starting to lose the feeling in her toes and fingers, she stood up and continued walking. Snowflakes had settled on her pure white, messy long hair, blending in. not only her hair, but her alabaster skin as well. With her white body suit and white skin, it was hard to tell which began and ended.

Without even realising it, she had bumped into something, or to be more precise, someone. "whoa, you ok?" a man's voice had asked.

She looked up in a slight daze, shivering and hugging her arms. Realising what she had done, she stepped backwards, "I-I-I-I'm s-s-sorry." She didn't stammer from the cold, she accidently did that out of embarrassment. And the fact that her voice was quiet didn't help her much.

"it's ok," he gave her a smile. His smile was gentle and charming. But he seemed like a middle age business man. With a black suit and tie, even a brief case in hand and large dark grey coat hugging his body, his eyes were alluring to. "You seem cold. Why don't you come with me so I can warm you up?"

His arm slide around her shoulders, it was warm, but the touch felt ice cold. It sent chills down her spin, and not in a friendly way. The man went to open his mouth again, but a fist had slammed on the top of his head, sending him into the ground with a dazed look before snapping out of it again and standing.

He whipped around to find another young man, "what the hell was that for?"

"You shouldn't be patronising a young girl into doing it with you. You know how much trouble you'll get into for sexual assault right?" the new comer smirked and draped a coat over her head. Now this felt warm by both the touch and cloth.

She looked up to see her saviour, he wore a dark coloured beanie and jumper himself, his skin was tanned and he had dark eyes. But he smiled. No, he smirked devilishly at the man, who turned on his heels and walked on, not bothering to say another word.

"Sorry about that," the young man turned towards her. "You ok?"

"Oh, ah," she was flustered and her mind whirled with confusion as to find the right words. But all she could think of, or focus on, was to apologise, "I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!" she blurted, bowing.

"It's ok." He waved off. "I'm Kyohei kadota. And you are?"

"Ah um, I—um, I—I'm Trai! My name is Trai!" she blurted again. She wasn't very good under pressure, even though this was a normal conversation. It was a known fact that she was never good at conversations as well.

"You want me to walk you home?" he asked.

"Um," she stared at the ground with her hands clasped together. "Could you tell me where I am? You see, I'm a little lost since I got here." wherever here may be, that is, she thought to herself.

"Well, I'm not sure what you mean, but. This is Ikebukuro." He slid both hands into his pockets.

This time, she looked up at him. "What country?"

"Ah?" He gave her a confused look. "Japan?"

She made a horrified face. "Ja-pan? Is that anywhere near Sweden?"

"Sweden?" His expression turned even more confused. "Sweden is on the other side of the planet."

"no way—AH-Choo!" She covered her mouth, she was shivering badly now. She had completely forgotten about the cold.

Kyohei sighed. "Come on, since you don't really have anywhere else to go, you can stay with us for the time being. Come on."

"Oh, um, thank you." she followed him.

They were walking for a while; she wondered where japan was and how long it would take to get back home to Sweden. Although, going back might not be a pleasant one.

She crashed into Kyohei without realising he stopped and apologised in her quiet voice again.

"Hey, Kyohei! Did you get the supplies?" a man's voice asked. She looked over and noticed a man with shoulder length, brown hair sitting in the front seat of a van. He seemed well dress with a vest and white button up shirt.

"nah, sorry about that." He smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. "but I got a little—side tracked." He stepped aside and showed her off with his jacket still draped around her shoulders.

She Felt a blush come back to her cheeks from the stranger's gaze, feeling uncomfortable again, she jumped back behind Kyohei.

"Where'd you find her?" the stranger asked

"The streets, she seemed a little lost at the time. And a little strange. But she'd freeze to death if I didn't take her here." he shrugged. "I think she comes from Sweden."

"Sweden!" he exclaimed.

"I don't think she remembers getting here either." Kyohei sighed.

"Um," she tugged on Kyohei's sleeve and looked up at him with her ice blue eyes. He seemed to know what she was asking for.

"Oh right, this is Saburo. He's a bit weird but reliable." Kyohei jerked his thumb towards the man in the van.

"Um," she stepped out from her hiding, and bowed her head slightly, "I'm T-Trai."

"Hey," he gave a wave. "So, you're a foreigner?"

Trai titled her head and looked at Kyohei, who sighed, "Ok, I think its best we get inside the van so that things can be explained?"

"Ok," she nodded and stepped inside the back of the van, to which Kyohei had opened for her. She sat in the back which was empty, but it was warm inside, which was a huge turn from the chilling freeze outside.

"So, start from the start and tell us what happened exactly, or what you can remember." Kyohei turned around from the passenger side seat.

"well, my name is Trai înger. I don't really remember much so I don't know exactly what is helpful to you." she felt a little better now that she was in this heated place. "But, I was taken at age eleven from my home country to go to Sweden where there was a facility, but it was more like a laboratory for human experimentation. They were doing experiments on children from all over the world, three from each country were to be taken and placed under different experiments. Or so they told me.

"I was taken ten years ago and put under an experiment along with two others from my home. But, none of them made it through the experiment. A total of sixty thousand children were taken and used in the same experiment which was to create a special, more advanced human species. Some of the children didn't make it through the testing as most lost their sanity and their lives, most were under the ages of five. But those of us who did make it through the experiments were taken and tested and then shipped to different countries as soldiers for war. Most of the children died within the first five minutes of testing because their bodies couldn't cope with the stress and such.

"I was one of the lucky few to survive that and I guess I was finally released not all that long ago. I didn't know much about the world so that's why I must have been a little strange when we first met." She scratched the side of her cheek apologetically. "But, most of my friends are still in that laboratory and are still being tested." She looked down sadly. "The tests go on for years until they are sure you can become a sort of super human, I guess?"

"Well, that's kind of," Saburo paused to order his thoughts. "Surprising."

"You got any family?" Kyohei asked, a little more calm and collected then the other.

"Well. My mother was taken when I was age seven. She was sent over to Russia to take part in a different experiment altogether. I've heard that the experiment she was in had a 0.000000001% chance of success. So I'm not sure if she's alive or dead at the moment." She stared at the ground, almost as if she were about to cry. "I've never met my father, nor known any of my other family members. I don't have any siblings either since my mother was very young when I was born."

"I see," Kyohei scratched the side of his head. "Well, for the time being, you can stay with us. That is until you can get back on your feet."

"Thank you very much!" Trai bowed her head slightly, a smile on her face.

"You seem to be good with your pronunciations in Japanese to, considering that you're not from here." Saburo pointed out.

"Oh?" Trai looked at him. "Well, I only know seven complete different languages. Those are Romanian, Russian, English, Swedish, French, Chinese and Japanese. We were all taught many things since the doctors were curious as to see how much we could learn after the experiments were finished. It was one of the many tests we had to do."

The back doors suddenly opened and into sat two new comers, surprising Trai. A boy and a girl stepped inside. They instantly noticed Trai and gasped. "Is this a new torture victim?" the girl asked.

"Nah, she's too cute to be a new victim." The boy waved off.

"Will you two shut the door already?" Kyohei groaned. "You're letting all the cold in."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's because I still have your jacket." Trai began to take the jacket off.

"No, you need it." Kyohei said. "By the way, this is Erika and Walker. There ok to, mind you don't get too involved into their conversations. Oh yeah, Erika, can she stay at yours for the time being?"

"Sure, I don't mind," the girl smiled at trai.

"Oh, I'm—I'm Trai înger. It's nice to meet you." Trai bowed her head slightly.

"Likewise," Erika smiled.

"Say, are you cosplaying as some anime character? Or from some manga we haven't read or heard of yet?" Walker asked.

"Um?" Trai looked at Kyohei for an explanation as to decipher what he meant.

"He means why are you dressed that way," Kyohei answered. "And I've been wondering the same thing."

"Oh, right." Trai looked down at her white clothing. "This is the uniform the test subjects wear. And my hair changed to this colour due to the experiments that took place. We weren't allowed outside our rooms so my completion is kind of pale."

Both Walker and Erika looked at the two in the front. "We'll explain later but right now, let's get something to eat, I'm starving." Kyohei said.

As soon as he said that, trai's stomach growled loudly. "Oops," she covered up her tummy and blushed. "Guess I'm a little hungry to?"

"Well, let's get going then." Saburo smiled and started up the van, reeving it to life, they drove down the road until they pulled up in a parking space. Trai had offered to give Kyohei's jacket back, but he insisted that she wear it since it's better than just wearing that thin body suit. They ordered the food and sank into a private booth, but since Trai didn't know any of the dishes, Kyohei had ordered for her.

"Who's this young miss?" a very tall black man crouched at the end of the table with a smile; he noticed Trai who was eating happily, it felt like she hadn't eaten in forever.

"She's trai, she'll be staying with us for a short while, until she can get back on her feet that is." Kyohei popped a piece of sushi into his mouth.

"It's nice to meet you," Trai smiled, bowing her head slightly.

"It's nice to meet you to," he smiled. "I'm simon."

"I hope you don't mind me asking but," she paused, shifting in her seat. "Are you Russian, if I'm wrong then I'm sorry, I—I just noticed your accent." She stopped, "I'm sorry." She bowed her head.

"Do you speak Russian?" it was Simon who spoke. She looked up at him.

"Yes," she nodded, in Russian. "I'm quiet fluent in the language."

"I see. Did you study the language?" he asked.

"Yes, sort of." She scratched the side of her cheek, "it's a long story."

"Well, welcome to Ikebukuro. And please, come back any time and try sushi. Sushi very good here." he smiled.

"I will," Trai smiled in reply and began eating again.

Simon wondered away soon after, and Erika and Walker leaned in towards trai. "So what was that about?" they both asked.

"Oh, he was just asking a few questions." Trai smiled as soon as she finished her plate. "Oh, by the way, um, what is the date?"

"31st of January," Kyohei said. "why?"

"It's been two whole days since I last ate. No wonder I'm so hungry." She chuckled to herself.

"Now that you mention it. You still haven't exactly filled us in on what happened." Walker said.

"Yeah, it's so not fair leaving us out in a situation like this." Erika nodded.

Kyohei sighed and explained trai's situation, start to finish of what she told them. Trai filled in parts that needed to be cleared up, some parts she missed by accident. But now that they were all brought up to speed on her situation, things became a little clearer.

But she was actually really surprised to see that these guys believed her. She wasn't lying or anything like that. Everything did happen as she said it did and everything was the complete truth. It just seemed that these guys were taking it pretty lightly is all, like they've experienced something far more extravagant then her simple story.

"Um, can I ask you guys something?" she shifted nervously in her seat.

"Sure, what is it?" Erika spoke first.

"You guys seem to believe my story, I wanted to ask why." She looked at them worriedly.

"Is there a reason as to why we shouldn't believe it?" Kyohei raised a brow.

"No, no, no, no, not like that." she looked down at her fidgeting hands. "It's just; doesn't my story seem a little farfetched?"

"Yeah, a little," he shrugged, the others nodding their heads.

"But were all about the weird and the wild." Walker smiled.

"But with the way she'd dressed, she seems to be a pilot in Evangelion!" Erika beamed.

Walker nodded. "Yeah, so does that mean where like her allies in the fight against the angels?"

Trai chuckled, "you guys are funny."

"Although your story does sound out of the ordinary. But in a few days of living here, you'll see soon enough as to why we believe your story." Kyohei said. "Trust me when I say this, Ikebukuro isn't an ordinary place."

She felt a little confused as to what he meant. But she felt as though she could trust him. But it's not just Kyohei, the others to. They held a nice atmosphere here. And it was very different from the lab where she stayed at. But even thinking about it now, feeling all those large needles stabbing and probing her body, scalpels slicing her body and leaving scars that are just now starting to disappear.

The others seem to notice her discomfort at the memory as they noticed her trembling. Erika placed her hand on trai's which seemed to surprise her. Trai looked up and stared at the others around her. "Oh, sorry, I was just remembering something rather unpleasant."

"It's ok." Erika waved off. "hey, why don't we go shopping tomorrow. You need some new clothes right? Perfect time huh?"

"But, you don't have to do that." Trai waved off. But with her quiet voice, she was over looked.

"So, what kind of outfit are you thinking Erika?" Walker asked.

"Well, since she had a cute face and great body, plus she's of average height. But she also had a sweet Lolita type figure and style. So she'll be the gothic Lolita type."

Walker nodded approvingly at the notion. "I see, I see. Very nice. That will suit her perfectly."

Trai looked at Kyohei for an explanation. "Sorry kid, but not even I can decipher what they're talking about. You'll just have to wait and see." He smiled.

And as there discussions continued. Trai had a feeling that it was going to be both fun and unpleasant at the same time.