Chapter 4 - Origins (3)

Deep inside a town they called Lronis lived a poor girl who lived on the street.

They called her Irona (eye-row-nuh) she had black hair with a purple tint.

She had nothing.

To live, she stole.

*Huff* *Huff* 

Irona ran for her life, as she had just stolen some bread.

BAM~! 

She tripped over a rock.

"Get her!" They scream as they tied her up, and were about to place her on a cross.

A she was being taken she saw a guy, who had recently killed someone else, picked up a Raven artifact from the ground.

"These thieves, always stealing stuff!" He said as he threw it.

Irona looked at it, it had some sort of calling towards her, as it flew her way she caught with her teeth.

*Clench* 

She slowly dropped it into the only pocket in the rags she was wearing.

As they pinned her on the cross with pins and hammers, she stood there, waiting to die.

She saw two people cloaked in some rags like her.

And then she died.

A knight went up to cut off her head to make sure she was gone.

*SLICE*

He sliced Irona's head off.

But then, purple and black energy started exiting her body.

The two in cloaks started smiling and laughing.

One took off the hood on her cloak, she had white hair and blue eyes.

The other took off the hood on his cloak, it was the old man.

The girl, with her bare hands, murdered everyone there as she laughed.

She placed Irona's head back on her neck.

"Irona, you are a Titan."

Irona touched her neck, and felt stitches.

She tried to speak, but because her head was cut off that day, she could never speak again.

She looked at her Raven artifact and it showed a message.

Objective: Split Aroura apart

Time Limit: None

Reward: Unknown

Difficulty: Arourian

She realized who she had to be now.