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A Quest for a Purpose

A quest… what would it mean to all of you? In the dictionary, a quest would be the act or an instance of seeking or pursuing something; a search. But in this story, it is more. Much more, in fact. This story begins with a young girl on a quest, searching for a purpose.

It is said that all beings have a purpose in the world. Then, why did she feel so worthless? A beautiful violet-haired woman walked around her apartment, bored out of her mind. She had no job, no money. She relied on her friends, Kori and Karen.

Did I forget to mention her name? Silly me… the most important element of this story is a young woman at about 23. Her name was Raven. Her violet hair was extremely short, and her indigo eyes were quite mesmerizing. She normally wore dark colors, usually black and dark blue… but knowing her past, you couldn't blame her. But I'll tell you all about that later.

The important thing now is the present. Raven Roth relied on her two best friends, Kori Anders and Karen Beecher. The two were models. Don't get me wrong, she was a very beautiful woman. It's just that she didn't want to be a model, and she didn't have the poise and the patience. So, her very rich friends paid for everything. They provided her with all of her food, water, clothing, and even a five star apartment.

Oh, no, Don't get the wrong impression on her. She wasn't taking advantage of her childhood friends, oh no! It's just very hard to find a job here at Jump City… Besides, her friends had insisted on their taking care of her. So, now they all lived in the same apartment, next door to each other.

Raven walked silently to her window and sighed. A silent tear escaped her eye. She had what most girls would dream of having… yet she was the one wanting what they had. A purpose. Ever since she was a small child, her father had told her she was worthless. Scum. Dirt. Worse than that. She didn't have a purpose, and she was afraid that she never would…

The door swung open loudly and Raven whirled around, quickly wiping the tear from her face. She saw a tall African-American woman on her black and yellow cell-phone.

"I don't care! I am NOT modeling for Playboy! No way! Have you lost your mind!" she screamed. She was silent as she angrily and impatiently for whoever it was talking to her to get to the point.

"Put a lid on it! I told you: There is NO, I repeat, NO amount of money you can pay me to be on that damn magazine! Get yourself another girl… Terra Markov… Kitten Moth… They are sluts! Way more fit for the job than I am! Just don't call me again!" She angrily hit the off button on her phone and flung it on the couch.

"Hey, Karen. Bad day?" Raven asked. Karen turned her attention toward her friend.

"You know it…" she answered. "So, how was your day?"

Raven sighed.

"Nothing unusual… just sitting around doing nothing… where's Kori?" she asked.

Suddenly, a woman with Scarlet hair burst through the door.

"Hello, friends! How are you on this marvelous evening?" she chirped happily.

Karen rolled her eyes.

"Speak of the devil…" she murmured.

"Actually, I prefer to be called 'Ruler of all things evil', but I'll answer to the Devil, or Satan." Kori answered sarcastically. Karen laughed, and even Raven spared a smile.

"Well, my manager wanted me to model for Playboy…" Kori said.

"You too!" Karen yelled. "Girl, if you wanna-"

Raven sighed and awaited what was to come: A long lecture about 'Raven, whatever you do, don't become a model…" and then, sure enough, a shopping spree to the mall. This was going to be a long, typical day…

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