A young girl, about five, with pink hair and green eyes wearing a hat ran through the streets of Vale. She laughed as some Pidove flew off in fear of the girl. She laughed joyfully, without any care in the world; Grimm wouldn't harm her or her family. She was safe.

A woman wearing a head-scarf, the girl's mother, smiled at the girl. "Jayeline, don't go too far now."

The girl looked back, forgetting to hold onto her hat as a wind blew. "I won't, mama!" Her hat flew off her head and the wind blew harder, revealing small nubs underneath her hair. Some people around her moved away in shock, and an officer walked up and walked her with his baton.

Jayeline's mother cried out in shock and pushed the officer away from her child, only to receive her own attack from the officer. "Jayeline, run! Get your brother and sister and get out of here, hurry!" The young girl ran, glancing back to see her mother fall to the ground.

Jayeline shook her head, wishing she could forget the events of thirteen years ago. She looked at Rain, her youngest sibling and only brother, and Zianna, her younger sister. They were the only family she had left, and on her shoulder sat a partner she had not expected to meet: an Umbreon who symphasized with her. The four of them were on a boat headed away from the world they knew, the continents of Remnant. The boat was driven by a friend of their deceased mother's, one who didn't care if one was Human or Faunus. All Jayeline knew about him was his name: Nanu. She looked out into the ocean, a hand on her red-bladed Dust Scimitar she carried, making sure no Grimm attacked the boat. She didn't want to lose anymore family.