One year and two months ago a stone statue of two women hugging in a kneeling position had washed up on a beach. This statue was actually two sisters frozen into stone during a fight that had been raging in the 1920s. At the time they had been on an ancient, alien ship made out of nanomachines (how they got there was something of a long story) that was dissolving in the atmosphere. The entire planet nearly got bioformed by this event and didn't even know it. The ship had crashed into the Atlantic ocean ten thousand years ago with catastrophic results for it's crew and passengers. The command was almost completely wiped out and the Core (the AI that ran the entire colony ship) was catastrophically damaged. All information became need-to-know and slowly, but surely, they forgot where they came from and began to define themselves as Humans did. They were the race of Daimons – bastardized into 'Demon' – that fell from the sky and shattered the world. This fall had occurred three thousand years after the Calamity From the Sky had nearly devoured the world. This same Calamity had nearly destroyed Pandemonium when she crashed. It was only because the planet had thrown a group of warriors – long dead by that point – out of the River of Souls to help fight the Calamity that the Demons (and the Human race) had survived.

Not that Satella, who had been woken two months ago from being a statue, knew any of that. Nor would she have cared if she had known since it had all happened a long time ago, the fight was over and Pandemonium was destroyed. Needless to say it had no relevancy to her life. Satella's elder sister had been freed just before Satella herself, but no one knew when Florette/Fiore (she generally preferred the latter name) had woken up nor where she had gone. Having already spent most of her life searching for her Satella had decided to finally move on with her life and to stop searching for her elder sister. The older woman obviously didn't want to be found.

Stretching in bed Satella wondered what had woken her. Then her phone range and she figured it out. Climbing out of bed with a sigh she went over to the phone and picked it up, hoping that it was someone calling to tell her that she had gotten the job that she had applied for. She doubted that the Hendrics Foundation – the ones who had found her and her sister over a year ago as a statue – wanted to keep paying her bills.

"Hello, Satella Harvenheit speaking, may I ask who's calling?"

"It's Korvin Hendrics." Came the reply from the other end.

Korvin was Azmaria's grandson. The former Apostle had become a nun after everything that had happened and adopted a number of orphans after the second World War. Hence her surname remaining 'Hendrics' even though she evidently had children (Satella had honestly thought that Azmaria had gotten herself pregnant out of wed-lock, but had since been corrected on that assumption). She had no idea where his name came from, but it was certainly interesting sounding.

"Eh? Yes?" She answered, hoping that this phone call wasn't what she feared it was about.

"I was wondering if you could do the Hendrics Foundation a favour?"

Not like she could say 'no' all considered...

"Uh, well, actually if want to say 'no' that is fine..."

Oh shoot, did she say that out loud?

"...No you did not say it out loud. My apologies. I'm a telepath. The last case of someone being displaced in time ended with the individual hanging themselves. I was asked to keep tabs on you to make certain that you'll be alright."

Oh, well... COULDN'T THEY HAVE TOLD HER THAT? It seemed a bit important to her.

"Er, yes, again, my apologies. In any case, as I said, you can say 'no' if you wish."

She sighed and said, "Just spit it out."

Clearing his throat he told her what the favour was. She pounced on it.