The girl had been walking, along as those around assumed but as far as she was aware there were two others walking with her; a male and a female that were about the same age as her. She had turned a corner toward home when she nearly stepped off of the platform and found herself standing near several others; each seeming not to know why they were hear either. She shifted her satchel on one slim shoulder and looked around, eyes the colour of blood following one boys movements as he pulled out a knife and a dagger, her own small hand touching the handle of a blade held on her hip. Snowy hair tumbled down over her shoulders and back, waved and the tips stained with blood; a bangdaged around her neck as well with just the beginning of the bleeding on it. [color=ed145b]"Where. . . " [/color]The girl questioned quietly but a voice off to her side caught her attention before she finished her sentence. It was the boy she'd been walking with before. [color=a36209][i]'We're with the Gods, they need your help but you'll have to kill to do it.' [/i][/color]He answered her and she swallowed dryly as the girl on her other side set a hand on her shoulder and spoke. [color=a0410d][i]'Never fear, we're hear to help you Anastasia.'[/i][/color]