TYPING....
You have no idea what's happening, do you? You're life is falling apart, getting worse as the years go by...
"Who the hell are you? Why is everything black? What's happening?"
TYPING.....
Come on, Sierra. Admit it, you're life sucks. Everyone hates you and you don't even know what you did. You try to be good and fit in, but all you do it seems like nothing satisfies them...
"Yeah, I know. Why are you rubbing it in my face? Trying to make me feel bad? I'm way past that, incase you were wondering."
TYPING.....
You're not a quitter, are you? Just what I need. I'll make you a deal.
"Well, that depends. I need to know what I'm going to get into."
TYPING.....
I'll tell you. A new family. A new look. New friends. Good grades. Everything you want...
"That's amazing, but you said it's a 'deal'. So what's the catch? What do you want out of this?"
TYPING.....
You will lead the most skilled, most respected gang.
"What the hell!? No, what's wrong with you? I won't, I can't. Even if I wanted to, I'm not capable."
TYPING.....
Sierra, you know exactly what you're capable of. Don't lie. This is what you want...what you need...
".....is there anything else? Any tricks? Anything you aren't telling me?"
TYPING.....
Sierra. I do not go back on my word. There's nothing I'm not telling you...well...you will have certain "talents"...
"What do you mean?"
TYPING.....
Long story short, You will have powers.
"........fine. We have a deal."
TYPING.....
Perfect. You will wake up in a different house with a different family in a different body. You won't regret it, Sierra. I promise...