Prologue: In the Road

It was nighttime in the town of Domino. The clear sky allowed for a partially full moon to illuminate the darkened streets. On the mostly empty sidewalk, a little girl and her mother were walking home from a recent shopping trip. Occasionally, the mother had to pause and wait for her daughter as her little legs scurried to catch up.

The mother and daughter had no idea that they were being watched.

A figure was crouched at the top of a small building, observing the two very closely. The moonlight just barely revealed the figure was a woman about twenty years old with long black hair and green eyes. She wore a black mask with little cat ears and whiskers, a black sleeveless mini dress, and knee-high black boots. An emerald choker with a black cat in its center and emerald bracelets adorned the woman's neck and wrists.

The figure gave a small, evil grin and stood up. She zoomed off of the building so quickly that she was merely a black blur, and landed onto a nearby street light. The mother had reached a crosswalk and, once her daughter had again managed to catch up, she took the little girl's hand. The two started walking across the street.

The figure in the cat mask raised her hand. The black cat on her choker started emitting a strange green light.

A sudden, strong gust of wind came from behind the mother and daughter. The blast forced the mother forward and over to the other side of the crosswalk, leaving her daughter in the middle of the street.

At that moment, the headlights of a speeding car appeared a bit down the street, heading directly for the little girl. Screaming, the girl tried to get to her mother, but the combination of the blasting wind and the little girl's shoelace suddenly coming undone and making her trip forced her down onto her knees.

"Oh, my," purred the woman in the cat mask, "what bad luck for you."

The mother watched, frozen in horror, as the car neared her daughter. The little girl shrieked and put her hands over her head, preparing for what looked like an inevitable crash.

Suddenly, a small stream of what looked like grey sparks blasted out towards the little girl. The sparks shoved the girl to the other side of the crosswalk and into her mother's arms a split-second before the car zoomed into the spot where she had been lying.

The woman in the cat mask stared in shock at the crying little girl and her mother as the two of them embraced. "Who did that?" she hissed.

Once more, she became a mere black blur that zoomed across a couple of rooftops towards where the grey blast had come from, trying to catch a glimpse of whomever had shot out the sparks; however, at the moment that she landed on the last rooftop, she saw a shower of grey sparks soaring up into the air and far off into the distance.

"Hmm, a new enemy, huh?" The woman in the cat mask smiled. "Well, I shall be happy when I see you once again, grey sparks…you, however, will regret that you ever decided to mess with Thirteen."