Kyrie was a very powerful witch. Her coven and family were in Salem. She had been woken one night by screaming as her sister, Olivia, and her mother, Elieen, were drug from their beds and out of the house to the stake in the middle of the town. Kyrie hid, knowing she would be taken too. She ran out her back door and hid in the woods, watching as her sister and mother were burned to death. She heard their screams and the people chanting, 'witch, witch, witch!'. She turned and ran. Ran deep into the woods, not knowing where she was going, but she no longer had anyone there at home. There were still others from her coven that were there and alive, but she knew that they would be burned next, so she didn't bother staying.<br/><br/>It was about 2 months she was on her own. A short girl about 5'2" and only 26 years old, on her own wandering the world. She let her jet black hair hang along her shoulders and down her back. She managed to find places in little towns to stay, claiming she was just passing by. Men tried to get with her, but she turned them down politely. She didn't want to use her powers and draw attention to herself. Not this close to Salem. Maybe when she got to a different state, or far enough away she would use them and get what she wanted, but for now she was insistent on staying on the down low and looking like a normal person.<br/><br/>One day she was sitting on the edge of a cliff, watching the water flow. She was taking a rest and trying to figure out where she should head next. She heard a noise that sounded like people. She looked up the river and noticed that floating down towards her, were 2 girls.