Sitting on her bed, Jade looked out of her window onto the estate. It was hard to see as it was just before dawn, but she could see a blue mist and red leaves. She was exhausted with living in the mansion, but it wasn't just that she wanted to leave this world all together. If there was anyone else to talk with other than Drake and his family, she'd have felt a bit different. Without even a pet to keep her company, Jade closed her eyes and fell back to asleep.

She dreamed of her world, where she had initially met Drake. He was still in the Airship Academy then and she hadn't a clue who he was, but they hadn't hated each other from the start. She'd lived alone in whosever home she was the foster child of that week. It wasn't the best life, but it was a free one and Drake had taken that away from her and for that she could never forgive him. He had turned her into Damien so that he could trap her in his mansion like she were some prized animal.

She had trusted him and thought he was friendly. He had been so kind. He pretended to be just like her and understand, but he had caged her and cut her wings, while she was turned the other way. Once he had tricked her, all the games were done and he showed his true malice. Now here she was alone, crying in a bed that wasn't her's. She missed her wings and the feeling of flying.