First person - Ruby's P.O.V

For as long as I've lived life has been a difficult challenge for me, an uphill battle with no end in sight, but I've done my best to fight back against the injustices of the world and keep myself alive against those who would wish to snuff out my life.

Thankfully I had strangely imbalanced luck that appeared to change it's directions on a whim, and even when I was at death's door I managed to somehow squeeze my way out of it's grasp by the skin of my teeth, though this life I now live might not be called a blessing.

A flinch managed to work it's way past my hardened features as I felt a pulse of pain pass through my scalp, and unconsciously I lifted my hand up to brush against the petals of the rose decorating my short black hair, the softness a hollow comfort to me as I looked back out over the city that I was in for the moment.

Following a lead that I'd squeezed out of the lips of an especially disgruntled group of thugs, I was in the city of Vale looking for a blonde-haired girl that was said to be able to control fire, and would hopefully turn out to be my salvation against the curse that my life had become since my accident and near-death experience.

Hope filled my silver eyes as I thought the end might be in sight at last, the end of a long journey filled with pain and loss, and I reached down to grasp the handle of my constant companion sheathed at my waist for strength before I jumped from the wall I had been standing on down to the city streets below, illuminated by pale lights.

I could only hope that this girl would have what I had been searching for.