Third PoV

Present day

A room.

Closed curtains.

The candles placed orderly around the room sent an ominous glow.

A circle of standing cloaked figures, in the center of the room stood a woman along with multiple bags: a rucksack, a drawstring bag and two shoulder bags, one black woven fabric and the other brown leather.

The circle was broken as one of the figures stepped toward the woman. A warm yet stern voice sounded from under the cloak.

"You are absolutely certain? There is no way to reverse this Claribella, once the ritual is performed then you are out of our reach." The woman's expression masked her own feelings yet showed everything she felt.

"I am certain, if I do not proceed with this then what is my purpose here?" The figure only nodded in reply, taking a step back and the circle was complete once again .

"Very well, after the ritual is done you will have no memory of this time and your life here however once you are a fully grown adult again then you will recover your memories. Understood?" She nodded.

Then we shall begin."

Cloaks were pushed back to reveal wise yet youthful faces. Bursts of gold and silver illuminated the room as their hair shone pure white and their eyes became molten gold. Their pupils morphed into slits similar to those of a wild predator.

The circle advanced on the woman with slow steps as she stood there calmly. The gold and silver from one person mixed with that of their neighbour's as the space was minimised.

The smaller the circle the brighter the colours and the closer to the woman. As soon as they touched her bright sparks of silver, gold and baby pink emitted from her.

A low and foreign chanting was heard throughout the room and the circle froze; half a foot from her. The blazing colours merged once more and the room exploded into white.

The woman collapsed and the room was thrown into darkness.