Solemnly through the streets Sakura walked through the rain; water rolling down her slender face in small streams. Her face was rather expressionless as she looked down at the ground before her, hands stuffed in pockets and closed off to the world around her. She was deep in her thoughts, hardly paying attention to the surrounds except making sure to move out of the way of anything that might obstruct her walking. Thoughts filtered through her mind, mostly of the past and the painful memories that reside there. She shook her head, water splashing off her face and hair and along with it the thoughts. She let a soft sigh escape her pale pink lips as she finally looked up to realize where she was. Apparently she had walked all the way down town before she even noticed. '[i]oh well[/i]' she thought, remembering she needed groceries anyway. Looking around the street for any store open a sudden flash of light caught her eye in the distance.

Most would assume it was a lightning strike during this weather, but Sakura knew better, any magical person would. She silently thanked whatever God there was and immediately dashed in its direction; She needed the distraction.

Sakura dashed down an alley way, up a fire escape to the roof and from there she hopped from roof top to roof top until the Junkyard lay only across the building she stood upon. Looking around to make sure the area was clear she jumped from the roof, down two stories and landed in a roll to reduce the impact. Using the roll as momentum she eased into a stand through the roll and ran into the junk yard. Finally she had found the wraith after making her way through the junkyard. Looking around she saw a few magical boys standing around the wraith, seemingly ready to fight.

Sakura never really knew why she was the only magical girl, or at least the only one she has ever seen. They were always boys. But the thought never kept her up at night, Activating her Gem she transformed into her magical girl attire, her body getting wrapped in a seeming school outfit with skirt and top, her hair tied back in a ponytail aside from the bangs that framed her petite face. Suddenly a slender crescent scythe appeared spinning in mid air at her right until she quickly snatched the weapon with ease and rested the long pole across her shoulder casually.