Kaitlin taylor sighed,Hope was short. She sat in her room in the three bedroom apartment she shared with her brothers jason and jamie. Kaitlin was a kind of short ligth brown haired twenty year old. Her life had been depressing ever seinse her parents had died in a plane crash over the atlantic six years earlyer. She and her brothers were the only survivors. After the crash her eigthteen-at-the-time brother jason moved her and they're two year old brother jamie to londan to be able to escape the horrors they had seen on the night of the crash. So far it wasn't working. The memory of the crash haunted her every day seince it happend, it haunted all of them. Suddently her door knocked. "Sis?" The voice of jason asked. "Come in" she told him. The door opened revealing the messy black haired,scruffy looking jason. He was holding a baloney sandwitch. "Igot you some lunch, its on the table," he told her. She smiled and got up from her bed. "Thanks," she said and walked towards the small kitchen of the apartment. The rest of the apartment was mostly blank,except for basic ragid furniture and afew pictures of they're parents. At the table where acheese sandwitch sat waiting for kaitlin also sat an eigth year old boy with abeatles style haircut eating aburrito. This was jamie, the youngest of the taylor trio. "Hi kaitlin," he brightly told her. "Hey jaime," she replied as she took the sandwitch. She was rarley really happy now and jamie would be the only joy in her life other than jason. "Oi jason,I gottamake a run to the pharmacy could you watch jamie for me?" She toldthe eldest of the bunch. "Sure," replied jason as he took a bite of his sandwitch. "Alright, i'll nbe back then in an hour see you," she said and left the apartment. _

Kaitlin left the pharmacy with five packs of gum,a bottle of anti depressants anda magazine in did this every month. Leave the apartment , buy afew things, and hang out behind a pub. It was her way of dealing with depression ever seince the plane crash six years earlyer. Jason never knew what she did during this time, and she intended to keep it that way. Passing her way through londan to the pub she was sligthly reminded of her hometown of new york. Londan had the same street commotion that new york had. She smiled sligthtly at the memory of home. Just then she saw aflash of silver pass by in an alleyway. She squinted abit, it looked in the shape of a person. Forgetting the pub she set her stuff down behind a trash can out of sight and went towards it opting to investigate it...