When she was 10 she found herself steeling an artificial white rose but was injured when escaping, the blood had dried and was covered in scattered stains of Angelica's ''red'' on the pure rose meaning it was still pure but still had it's tainted unkind side.

As night was cold and hateful, as the icy wind stung bare skin and the rain felt like mini blades stinging on impact whilst deafening and blinding crashes of thunder and lightning filled the dark sky with dim light and harsh sounds. She ran aimlessly around alleyways escaping her legs eventually gave up making her slip. She grazed her body and scraped her skin making it bleed. Touching it slightly she winced and flicked her hand away making a few blood drops scatter and land on her white rose that instantly stained red she held it close to her as she silently cried to herself. Lifting her hand from the petals she had left more blood on it. Looking around all she saw were puddles of water that covered the street until her eyes gazed over an unguarded bag that had been left on the street but was dry as it was under an awning she scrambled over to the bag and opened it she saw money, a butterfly knife and a hand gun.

She heard foot steps closing in on her so she closed the bag and hoisted it over her shoulder then took off in the opposite direction the foot steps were coming from. Running through long shallow puddles, skidding around corners and dodging obstacles she had finally stopped hearing foot steps she glanced around where she was and noticed an old abandoned stairway that lead to the underground. She noticed it was dryer there than where she was so she walked over and stood on the first step she put the bag down and leaned against the wall sliding down into a sitting position. Bringing the bag closer to look in it once again she found that there was a note in it that read

'Quill if you found this then this is what I owe you, if this is someone random then put this back or me and my gang will find you and kill you'

She quickly glanced at the note then put it at the bottom of the bag thinking nothing of it. looking around she noticed the rain had died down but it was still raining only it was light enough to walk through. Lifting herself up she retreated to her 'home'.