Chapter 1

On a cold misty November night, in a small town just outside London, was a small, old, and almost run-down orphange. A little girl was being placed up for adoption. The population of the orphanage was very high because of its low quality and cheap give-up costs. The small girl was half scared out of her skin when she was lead threw the halls to her room with fifteen other small children. Most children were outside playing in the snow, the girl didnÕt see how they could be happy in a dump like this. She had very few belongings, a cloak, the well worn overalls she had on, and a pair of old sneakers.
She was greeted by no one. The headmistress showed her her bed and bath and the little girl unpacked her things. What was she doing here? Why didnÕt her parents come back from London? Who were these people?
She finished unpacking and sat on her bed. Next Friday was her sixth birthday, and she wanted to go home. She wanted her mom and dad. She wanted to get out of this place.
A distant sound of a bell and a loud woman yelling were heard from outside. She ran to the window to see that all the children had lined up in three, perfectly straight, lines. The woman walked up and down like a sergant and spoke to them. About a minute or so later, they all marched into the building. The halls were silent. She heard the door creak and fifteen children about her age came stomping into the room. Startled, she laid on her bed.
Ò Who is this girl? Ò said one.
Ò Must be a new one Ò whipsered another.
Ò I wonder whatÕs wrong with her... sheÕs very pretty .. why is she here? Ò one said.
The girl got up.
Ò Err... hi... I am Kat. Ò
The whole room looked startled when she spoke her name. It was silent for a minute until they all shouted out :
Ò Hi Kat! I am Sesha....Ó
Ò Hi there Kat! I am Timmy Ò
Ò Welcome Kat! I am ThomasÓ
Everyone was greeting her like something terrible had just happened to her. They all were asking her what she liked, complimented her and her clothes, offered her sweets...
She was actually fitting in. Days passed, she began school with her other friends in a huge room with about one-hundred people all crammed in it. She learned her basics and was fitting in and making friends...
Four years passed without her knowing a single word of her past. She was quite an exceptional student and a great friend, she was getting through her life easy. A knock on her dorm door woke her up from reading.
Ò Katarina, please step outside with me. Ó
She shivered when she got out of bed and went out the dorm door to talk to Miss Clancy, the headmistress.
Ò Dear, you have recieved a letter...Ó She handed her a very ancient looking piece of parchment and gave her an odd look. Ò That will be all... you may return. Ò
She walked back into her dorm tearing open the letter. Could this be about her parents? Who else would write to her! She opened the letter to reveal several sheets of heavy parchment and written in green ink.