Where... where am I? What is this place? It's completely pitch black... I can't see a thing. No, that isn't entirely true. I can see something. Eyes. Thousands of them, staring at me. Huge ones, small ones, though they all had purple irises. How strange...
Is... that a voice? Am I hearing things? Is this place... messing with my head? Maybe... maybe not... what's it saying..?
'Tell me a story'.
A... story? I don't know a-
'Your story.'
Mine? Well... I don't have much to te-
'Now.'
So pushy... alright, alright, I'll tell you my story.
My name... my name is Serra. Serra Anwen. I am, or, was I suppose, just your typical sixteen year old girl. I went to school, lived with both parents, and one younger brother, had friends, had a part time job... simple stuff. That is... until something happened. Mother fell ill. The doctors said she didn't have a chance. They were right. She died five days later. Father was ruined. But he didn't do the usual thing, like take to drugs to ease the pain. No, he refused to do that. That would've dishonoured is beloved wife.
No, instead of that, he decided that I needed to be ready for anything. Through his grieving, he taught me how to fight. Father used to be in a crime gang, where he learned how to fight in a lot of ways. Hand-to-hand, melee weapons and firearms. This started when I was fourteen, and still goes on. Or... it would, if I wasn't here.
So, he trained me. And soon I was really strong. He taught me how to use guns, how to use weaponry. My favourite was the axe. He taught me so much about life, as well. Like who to trust, and how to know if I can trust them.
Of course, he taught my brother these things too, but not as vigorously as he did for me. Not hard to see why, really. His wife had just died, and he didn't want the same to happen to his daughter.
And so, that was my life. Right up until... I guess yesterday? I was walking home from school, when this creep jumped me. I guess he figured I was weak and an easy target. Boy was he wrong. So after I broke his arm, cracked a few ribs and hurled him into a wall, this... thing, just showed up out of nowhere. It was a big... I don't really know how to describe it. It was like a rip in space. Inside it was purple, and there... were... eyes... wait... this is... this is the inside of that rip..!?
'Continue'.
Right, right... sorry. Anyway... it looked like it was tied together by two ribbons, too. And then this giant, white hand came out of it, grabbed me and pulled me in. I blacked out, and I guess... I'm here.
'Interesting. Thank you for your time. Have a safe trip'.
Wait... what? A safe trip? Does that mean I can leave now, oh thank goo-
*WHUMP*