I never had parents, or at least that I remember of. I've always wondered how I survived the streets, I'm just five years old when this happened. I was running around the streets of Paris, I'd sneak into operas and plays just to watch them, the performances there were marvelous. The way Ballerinas swayed and twirled, they were beautiful. I wish to be as graceful as them one day, other than some sort of dirty kid running around the streets with no parents or money, wearing ragged clothes.

I don't know how I ended up in the world. I just know that I was left in a cardboard box like some sort of kitten being abandoned and no one picked me up, yet somehow I lived. I was well fed,  safe, and warm. My memories are all but a blur. I wish to know who my caretaker was. I want to meet them.

It was a normal day in Paris I was running through my daily routine on scavenging with my friends, Benenford and Teddson. We were the rat trio, that's what we called ourselves, until this day.

The strategy was one would be Teddson is the bait, I'm the thief, and Beneford is the passer. We would do this everyday and hide away in an abandoned building, we slept on cardboard and rags, pillows were nothing but rocks and sheets. I've always wondered if me, Beneford and Teddson would last, how long until were sent to jail. How long until we're shot. How long until we separate. I never wanted to think about it.

"Grim what do you think we should steal next?"
Teddson asks me while I was spacing out.

"Grim? Grimy Grim?"
Beneford waves his hand in front of my face which I blink.

"Oh yeah I'm- Uhm yeah Uhm...how about free gelato?"
I shrug chuckling. I look away from Teddson and Beneford.

Beneford and Teddson looks at each forge in worry but brushes it aside as they both smile.

"Yeah I want pistachio."
Teddson grins.

"Eeew pistachio? No one likes pistachio."
Beneford gags dramatically.

"Okay stop bullying. But I'm agreeing with Beneford on this one honestly-"
I cross my arms.

"Well that's because you're allergic to pistachio."
Teddson scoffs.

"Okay yes that's exactly the reason why."
I sigh.

"Can we go watch the opera with the ice cream?"
Teddson then asks.

"Again?"
Beneford sighs.

"No! I'm always saying yes to operas we're going after gelato!"
I start marching to the local gelato store, Teddson following.

"But I thought there was no food in the theater?"
Beneford says.

Both me and Teddson turn around with a frown at the Same time.

"Right right. We're thrives does it really matter if we break the rules."
Beneford sighs and follows us.

Soon enough we stole some gelato and we headed to the theater. It was pretty peaceful we watched form above eating our gelatos. Teddson got pistachio like he wanted, Beneford got strawberry and I got French vanilla. Seeing the Opera hit high notes while they also had ballerinas danced around something felt...comforting. I close my eyes just listening to the music...the faint foot taps of the ballerinas.

Then it reminded me of cards...the cards I would shuffle....and I see that I'm a baby...just...in the rain and playing with whatever was above me...something black and has two glowing white eyes... I wanted to reach for it- but when I did I ended up falling off of the area where I was sitting stumbling down to the theater.

"Grim!"
Teddson and Beneford gasps.

And so does the audience. Some of them held weapons and started shooting at me, where did they even get the weapons from?! I get that I'm a thief but why do you have to do it in a crowd!? That's kinda stupid!

I began dodging the moves best I can but I was eventually knocked down with someone hitting the end of the gun on my head. My head spins and everything was blurry all I remember was large wolf like creature roaring and attacking them while everyone screams in agony.