*10 years ago*
''My brave little warrior, there's no need to fear. Everything will be alright.'' Laura whispered, as she planted a gentle kiss on her daughter's forehead. Wrapping her arms around her child, pushing her into her close, she slowly nibbled on the edge of the girl's little ear, producing a small laugh from the little girl, with the flowing chestnut hair. ''You are so strong, and courageous, my little love. I am here for you, always.'' Laura stroked her daughter's hair, soothing her worries away. ''Together, we can conquer anything that comes our way. You are my precious angel, and I will always protect you, on earth and in heaven.'' With a heavy heart, she whispered those words, pouring every ounce of love she possessed into her daughter's fragile form. She prayed hard that night that her daughter would always feel the warmth of her love, even when she was no longer there to give it. But alas, life is a cruel mistress, and no one can ever escape her grasp. The day came when her daughter was left alone, with only the memories of her mother's love clinging onto. The pain of such a loss was unbreakable, and the daughter longed for just one more moment to feel her mother's embrace. But it was too late, and the love that one filled her heart was now a distant memory, as the little girl's world shattered into a million pieces as she watched her mother's lifeless body being carried away on a stretcher. The many flashing red and blue light burning into her memory. How she hated the colors red and blue. The once vibrant and loving woman was gone forever, forced to leave behind a void that could never be filled the same, again. The child's heart ached with a pain that was too much to bear, and tears streamed down her face as she clung to her father's hand. The world around her seemed to fade away as she struggled to come to terms with the fact that she would never see her mother again. The tragedy of losing a parent at such a young age was a burden that no child should carry.
Alman held his daughter tightly, trying to comfort her as tears streamed down his face. ''We're gonna be okay, Sienna.'' he whispered, his voice trembling with grief, as he too had the red and blue lights burned into his memory. Without her mother, Sienna's world had crumbled, he knew that, he could see that. The pain of losing his beloved wife was unbearable, and he couldn't bare to see his daughter suffer. How could they go on without her? The thought was to much to bear, however Alman knew that their lives would never be the same, he also knew he had to protect Sienna. He had to be strong for her. ''We'll find a way to be okay.'' he whispered, planting a kiss on her cheek, as she turned her around to face him.
''But how can we live without mommy?'' Little Sienna's voice trembled as she clutched Alman's face with her tiny hands. The weight of their loss hung heavily upon them, a crushing burden that threatened to consume them both. The world had grown dark and cold, devoid of the warmth and love that only a mother could provide. Sienna's heart ached with a pain that could never be assuaged, and she knew that life would never be the same again. For without her mother, it felt like they had been lost in a sea of sorrow and despair. ''Sienna, my dear, i want you to have this precious memento with you always. It once belonged to your mother.'' Alman spoke with a heavy heart as he handed over a small object to his daughter. Sienna's eyed welled up with tears as she clutched the item close to her chest, feeling the weight of her mother's absence. Alman's heart ached as he watched his daughter grieve, knowing that no matter what he did, he could never fill the void left by her mother's untimely demise. The memory of his beloved wife haunted him, and he could only hope that his little Sienna would one day find solace in the keepsake he had given her. And use it to find her way back.