Her hands ran over the soft black fabric. The feel of it between her fingers brought shivers to her spine. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Several diamonds sending beams and rainbows in different directions. The mask that covered her face was elegant and mysterious. Five minutes. She stepped outside, her heart pumping. The lights blinded her. She took a deep breath and stepped onto the floor. She slowly started to gain energy and she lept across the floor. The man came in and threw her to the ground. She spotted a gun. She picked it up and fired. She couldn't believe what she had just done, throwing the gun down, she ran out and grabbed her stuff.
No one could know what she had just done. Where she was going or who she was. To people she was called....
The Raven.
