I wanted to update, so I updated. I am sorry if it isn't good, I try to do my best. Hopefully it ended up a bit more detailed. I tried to work on that. This story is probably going to be around five chapters long...just a way to ease my boredom.

TWO YEARS LATER

-Nola-

Her fingers carefully held the thin needle, with her weakening eyesight it was hard to guide the thread into the eye without poking the sharp end through her thick skin. The long red string slipped from her small fingers each time it made it through the hole. At last, after forty tries, Nola was able to tie the knot.

"Nola, another fine piece as always." A gray-haired woman who couldn't be any taller than four feet. The hunchback had made her height five inches shorter than it should have been. She was missing three of her teeth and she had two solid gold teeth to replace the lost three. She simply had a gap with the still open section. Ole Lady Crimba happened to favor Nola and her work.

"Why thank you, Miss Crimba. I try." Nola replied to Miss Crimba quickly. Her fingers still working the thread and needle.

"Heaven knows you do." Miss Crimba pulled a large sack out of her bag and she shook it a little. Nola's eyes widened at the sound of the jingling coins that had to be in the sack. "Nola, times are rough...a whole lot rougher than they used to be. The shop isn't doing as well as it used to. King Johi, the almighty king of Astaria, declared Anima to be illegal and too be executed on sight. This is all I own. Please take it." Nola knew things were bad, but she didn't realize the were that bad.

"Miss Crimba, I can't take this money!" Nola almost yearned for the money, Nana had been complaining of the lack of food lately.

"You sure can!" Miss Crimba fought back stubbornly, her hand dropping the money into the shaking hands of Nola.

"Bu-But Miss Crimba, my mind simply won't allow it!" Nola couldn't. Miss Crimba was an older woman who needed the money more than Nola and Nana.

"Well, my mind won't allow you and Nana to be executed. I may be an old gal, but I still have my common sense. I only have a few years left and I would rather be doing something good, instead of ignoring the obvious problem!" It was a strong argument that Miss Crimba put in. So immense in strength, Nola didn't notice that she had nodded and agreed to go on her merry way.

Nola wondered what she would do, what she would tell Nana.

-Nana-

"Tag you're it!"

Nana took off running from the breathless boy whose dark brown hair almost glowed a whole new shade in the sunlight. She had just met him earlier that morning when he had tried to steal a loaf of bread. It had been very upsetting. As he opened his maple eyes and they darted around the endless amounts of trees, she stood still and silently right next to him in the thorn bushes. He didn't notice a thing. His name was Cooro and he was her first new best friend.

"Nana I'm coming to get you, wherever you are!" Cooro hollered cheerfully. His feet were ahead before his brain was as he left Nana's hiding spot. Nana waited and scooched herself out of the thorn bushes, getting a few scratches in the process. Nana looked down at her dress, her once clean pretty pink dress that had a thousand pieces of glitter on it. Now it was covered in dirt. Nana smiled anyway, her mother wouldn't be too mad. Just a little irritated.

"GET OFF OF ME!" She could hear her best friend cry.

Nana's head whipped itself to the sound of Cooro screaming. Her eyes widened in fear. She dashed across the forest hoping to find the screaming boy. After a few seconds the screams stopped. Her rain boots were hitting the dirt with dull sounding thunks. "Cooro!" She yelled as loud as she could, hoping that he would answer back. He didn't. Nana stood still and tried to listen for him. It seemed as though everything had stopped, the wind had stopped blowing, the bugs were not seen. She knew what she had to do. She took off her white jacket, which revealed the two thin slits that opened the cloth to show the markings on her skin. Two wing-like markings, the glowed when she concentrated on trying to achieve her Anima form. Two dark brown wings covered in equally colored fur now sprouted out of her back. Her ears were now long and wide, they could hear anything within a mile. She held her breath and just listened. The sound of footsteps that were distant, and a lot heavier than a ten year old little boy's should be. She could hear two heartbeats, one thumping rapidly, it had to be Cooro's. It just had to be. Another was that of a slightly obese man who had heart problems.

Her wings started to cut through the wind as she dove quickly after them. She caught up eventually and she saw Cooro's kidnapper. The man wore white foundation and he had two black tear marks under each eye, he was a clown for the circus. It had come to town quite recently. She formed a ball of concentration in her head, preparing her super-power. Her supersonic rays. Imagine two gusts a wind traveling throughout your ear canals and outwards. They melded together and no one knew where they came from. She watched as both he and Cooro fell to the ground. She gently pulled Cooro up with her, his long sleeve had torn revealing a spiral-like mark...He was like her. He was an anima! Excitement ran through her nerves and she didn't notice the figure behind her until she felt a large gloved hand clasp around her mouth.

Nana struggled against the grip of the stranger, but his hand tightened, covering her nose in the process. She could see the black spots dashing through her eye sight and felt the burning in her lungs. She couldn't feel much more after that.

-Nola-

Nola glanced around her small home. It was six at night, Nana had not returned from playing in the woods. It frightened her, it didn't frighten her daughter, the woods were a dark and scary place for a little girl. Her Nana was brave. Much too brave. Nola grabbed her beige coat off the coat-holder and went outside of her home. She called and she called, until the large wet tears fell down and made a puddle at her feet.

"King Johi, the almighty king of Astaria, declared Anima to be illegal and too be executed on sight."

Miss Crimba's voice whispered inside Nola's head. It couldn't be true! It just couldn't. Her Nana couldn't be-she couldn't be dead. The thought lingered some more. Nola would find her. She would. Nana was smarter than what she appeared. She would have found a way out. She always did. Still carrying the bag of money, she left her home of three years.

Oh my god, I finished the second chapter and I worked so hard on it. Please review!