~Intro~

A little girl felt around her room, considering she was blind and she couldn't see. Her mother frowned at her and handed her her baton that allowed her to hit anything near her. Suddenly, her father's phone rang and he picked it up and judging from the message they were sending, they thought it was nothing but spam.

The voice on the other line spoke, "If you wish to heal your daughters blindness call this number."

They listed a number that their father recognized as the number of the Catholic Church and looked at the Caller ID of the person but it was simply labeled as Unknown. "If you don't leave me alone I will report you."

"This is for your daughters sake. I mean you no harm. Just please give this a chance."

Her father hung up and looked around the room. His wife looked over at him, "Who was it?"

"I don't know. I didn't ask for a name. They said something about having the ability to heal [insert name here]'s blindness."

"That's impossible! I've reached out to many doctors and physicians and their answer was always no!"

"Apparently we didn't try the Catholic Church."

"The Catholic Church?"

He nodded, "That guy gave me their number."

"Well, maybe we should give it a try."

"No! Suppose they harm her!"

"Why would they harm her?"

"Haven't you heard the story about that priest's daughter who was sent away because he went away on business and couldn't take her with him. Well, that same girl hasnt been heard from since! I don't trust that church..."

"...but it's our only option! Just think about it! [Insert name here] will be able to see!"

He sighed and looked at their daughter who kept smacking her baton around, "I... I suppose it couldn't hurt."

~•~

The next day they went to the church and [insert name here] smacked her baton against the stone church. She always hated walking around outside because she couldn't pick up at things around her. Her mother took her free hand and they walked inside.

An bald, old man looked at them curiously. He never saw them before and didn't know why they came in today, "Can I help you?"

Her mother walked over to him, "Yes we got word that someone could heal our daughters blindness. Is that a true?"

"Oh. Well, a man stopped by and dropped an address off for a couple with a blind child."

"Oh."

He gestured to a table that held a small note, a goblet of wine and a basket of bread with cheese sitting nearby. She picked up the note and studied the address. It seemed to contain a surgeon she's never heard of before, "Dr. Richter Stein..." She pocketed the note and walked over to her husband, "They found a doctor."

Her husband forced a smile and put his arm on his daughters shoulder and looked towards the bald headed man, "Thanks."

They nodded and the small family began to leave the church to head for the doctors address.

~•~

They drove up to a house that sat on a hill and walked up to it, as the little girl swung her baton around in the grass. Her father knocked on the door and waited for an answer with his wife.

The door opened and a man with dark green hair, red eyes and pale skin answered the door, "Oh. Pleasure to finally see you. Please do come in."

They sat on the couch and he walked over to them. The girls father spoke up, "So, how are you going to repair her sight?"

"A corneal transplant."

Her mother looked at him like he was stupid, "...but I heard that doesn't heal blindness!"

"Not a regular one, but this one will."

"What's so different about this one?"

"The eyes being used."

She stiffened, feeling a little uneasy, "Who's eyes are they?"

"Eyes of someone who had near supernatural vision."

She didn't quite get it, "Go on."

"There's nothing more to go on. Do you the surgery to be performed or not?"

The woman had nothing to lose. She'd give anything to let her daughter see her just once, "Yes."

"Good, however she is much too young. I wouldn't want her kicking and screaming. Contact me once she turns..mmm..." He paused to think of an age, "Seventeen."

"Seventeen? Why that long?"

"...because she will have fully matured. She'd know the difference between a good and bad situation by then."

He leaned forward and put a number on the table and sat back in the chair. The woman took the number and held the card in her hand. "Well, thank you."

"Of course."

After a while of getting to know 'Dr. Ricter Stein' and having a cup of tea with biscuits they determined he wasn't a bad man and decided to go through with the surgery once their daughter turned seventeen. They talked about how she's been blind since birth and he got to know her a little. Afterwards, they shook hands and left.