394 years ago in London, England

The icy December rain scrapes down my face, droplet by droplet. I stuff my hands in my pocket and trudge onwards down the lonely dark road. I look curiously down the dark alleyway to my left. It seems to be clear, but with the rain and darkness it's hard to tell. "I'll take my chances." I mumble to myself. My footsteps echo down the alleyway as I think of different ways to kill myself. Suddenly, the noise of metal falling against concrete rings in my ear, I stop walking and breathing to listen more intently. The metal scrapes against the ground for a moment "Oops." a deep voice behind me says sarcastically. I turn around to see a dark silhouette standing there. The metal reflects cold light into my eyes and I swallow loudly. Two men land steadily in the alleyway behind me, with evil grins. "W-what..are you doing?" I say as strongly as I can. "Oh no no no, that's a surprise darling." The man with the knife says. I back slowly against the alleyway wall as they close in around me. One of the blade mans henchmen pulls me into a headlock by my hair and covers my mouth with his hand. "Now you be quiet little girl, this will only hurt a lot." He says and the other henchman laughs. Blade man runs towards me, my heart is screaming with fear. Then the blade rips through my flesh and into my intestines, searing shocking pain shoots through me as I let out a muffled scream, salty tears run down my face and my hands start to burn up. He pulls the blade out and a pool of blood splashes onto the wet cobbled surface. He stabs me again, and again and again and again. Each time in a different place, accessing a different part of my brain's pain system. An indigo tinted light reflects off the man's damp leather jacket as he pauses in shock to look down at my hands, he drops the scarlet tinted blade and steps back in horror. Confused and wincing, I look down at my hands to see they are engulfed in a violet light with white specks, it was truly beautiful. I turn my hands over and look at the back, then the front again. The man holding me, lets his hand drop off my mouth and releases his grip around my neck. I clench my fists as vengeance shrieks through my body. The light grows and grows and I start to see little lightning bolts forming around it. A smile starts to spread across my face. Then falters slightly as I think. I hope to god this'll actually hurt them. I shake my head at the thoughts then throw my hands forward towards the man with the blade, and the searing white light burns a hole through his abdomen, his eyes are losing their light as he collapses to the ground. The smell of severed flesh stagnantly lingers in the air. The two other men, who's evil smiles are long gone, now replaced with sheer fear and panic. I look at them, eyes glowing white and say "Run." One gasps and begins to run and soon the other follows. As soon as they are out of sight, I look down at the man who had tried so eagerly to hurt me. He's eyes are vacant and his body is motionless. Suddenly a hurricane of emotions whip through me as I look down at the dead man. I look around fearfully, heart still racing and begin I to run.