The Cursed
"Lenora! Lenora!" Yelled a girl of fifteen.
She had magenta colored hair that was pulled back in two pigtails that flared out, and had dark violet eyes. She was running down the street as fast as she could, wearing a slightly torn light blue dress.
"Lenora! Oh god. Lenora! Where are you! Lenora!
She turned down a dark ally and stopped abruptly when a black and blue figured jumped down in front of her. It was a girl and she was slowly getting up. She had light blue hair that was short on one side but got longer as it went across. When the girl turned around her bangs were pretty much the same only they started in the middle of the right side and parted. She had pale white skin and wore a black shirt with long black gloves that reached the middle of her upper arm. She also wore a black shirt that was torn and black boots. When she opened her eyes she had blood shot magenta eyes.
"Your like Me." She spoke quietly. "You are looking for a young girl with deep red hair and bunny like ears right?"
"Yes she's my little sister. Do you know where she is? Have you seen her?"
"Yes."
"My name is Tenka can you take me to her."
"Yes."
The girl with the blue hair grabbed onto Tenka's hand and jumped. They landed on the rooftop and jumped to the next one.
"Ahh. What is going on?"
"You can do it to. You're like me. I can tell. Your soul told me."
"My soul?"
"Yes."
They jumped sown of the rooftops down into another dark ally. In between two dumpsters sat a young girl of nine years of age. She had red hair that filliped out and her bangs were pulled over to hang in front of her right eye. On top of her head sat two bunny ears and her light blue eyes had tears coming out of them. Tenka let go of the other girl and ran to her little sister. She brought her head into her chest and held her tight.