Mina had walked along silently as the group made their way to the gathering, deep in thought.
Her loss of control earlier had caught her off guard. She had been thinking the male Aiden had a similar problem, but realized quickly it was totally different. Aiden had transformed, only transformed, not even completely. She had been ready to attack, ready to kill. The thought of not being able to control her ability to take a life was a frightening thought.

She had taken a seat near Aiden. After all, he was the only she had spoken to and the only one she had given her name to under normal surcomstances. To say it simply, she trusted him most at this point.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when the group generally started to speak more. Aiden spoke of a party, causing her ears to perk up slightly.
She had read about parties, but never experienced one in her life. Her caretaker had tried giving her a birthday party each year, but had failed miserably.
Reapers weren't particularly good with thinking of others emotions.

She was distracted from the idea of the party when the creature known as an "Alp" started speaking to a male sitting closeby. She had sensed an angry presence up until now, but hadn't focused on it. Now that she did, her head ached a bit at the sense of his hatred and anger.
He was being called a nephilim, a halfbreed. She had read of them, but never saw one in person. In theory, this male was closest to her than any of the others. Her mother was the goddess of chaos, but a goddess nonetheless, and her father was a being of Hell.
This fact sparked her interest and she gazed at the male with an intruiged look in her amber colored eyes.

(Phew finally found inspiration and got a post in ^^")