Nothing has been the same since the way, everything is different, I have been running for what seems like forever. Now that Grandma and Mom are gone I am the only one left of an entire species. Ancient Healers aren't common since the war. During the war we were hunted down and forced to help the Dark Side but we were all in line with the Bright Side. We were kidnapped away and forced to use our powers to help, but after a while our powers started to drain and once a healer lost there powers they were killed right on the spot. We escaped and ran, Grandma and Mom died protecting me.