It all happened three months ago...
"Get back here you little twerp!"
A pickpocket stole one of my most treasured items,
a set of wings that my mother had made for me...

When i cought her,
she was trying to scam a lady shopkeeper into buying them...

"What the **** are you doing! Those are mine! You have no right to sell those!!" I grabbed the kid by the collar.
The lady looked at me and smiled. "I know."
I raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"Are you Rena?"
"Uh, yeah...?" was the only thing that I could think of.
"Then," she held out her hand to me. "These belong to you."
I took what she held out to me. "I've never seen these before..."
They were the most beautiful earrings that I've ever seen.
"Are you sure???" She looked at me.
"Yeah, i have seriousley never seen these before..."
They were little celtic crosses, made of silver....
"But I was told that they were yours..." She looked down. "That reminds me, this is also yours..." She handed me a strange silver charm.
"What the heck is that???"
"It's an important artifact that was destined to belong to you."
"'Destined'?" I looked closer are the intertwined half-circles. "I don't believe in destiny."
"You can have these back," she handed me my wings.
"Th-thank you."
When she turned away, I noticed that she too, had a pair of earrings exactly like mine, as well as a charm in her hair that matched the one she gave me.
'Who are you?'
"My name is Rastel Caris,"
"I didn't say anyth-"
"You are now one of us, Rena."
"What the hell?"
"Like I said," She started polishing one of the many antique vases that she had in her shop, "You are now one of us."
How was I supposed to know, how right she really was?