Twilight Town was beautiful as always, the town was usually filled with children playing on the streets but summer was over and they were in school. Young adults and adults were working to earn their pay, but not Krysta Phillips. A middle aged woman trudged up the stairs and angrily knocked on the door,<span style="color: #00BF00">"Krysta, wake up! It's breakfast time,"</span>She screamed,<span style="color: #00BF00">"How many times have I told you not to oversleep!? You have a job interview today and I wouldn't want to miss it if I were you."</span>The woman groaned and walked back downstairs, returning to the kitchen.<br/><br/>Krysta slowly woke up and threw her legs carelessly over the bed. The young woman has been in several situations that included saving the worlds (And letting one of them fall into darkness) and waving her keyblade around like a badass. Krysta has always wanted to be a superhero, she lacked ambition in doing ordinary joe jobs like selling ice cream or being a Doctor. She could never hold jobs because she never showed up (Adventure awaits! *swoosh*!) and even when she did show up she fell asleep on the job.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF00FF">Heroes need their beauty sleep after all!</span></span>She thought with a solid chuckle as she planted her feet on the velvet carpet and walked over to the mirror, fussing with her blond curly locks before grabbing a handful of it and wrapping it in an overall neat ponytail.<br/><br/>There was NO way she was going to a job interview, no comprendo! It wasn't that she took like seriously, which she did when it came to rescuing people, but she'd rather spend her whole life doing something that she enjoyed. Krysta decided to get dressed into something more formal, just so her mother can pretend that she was actually going to the interview. She put on a white buttoned shirt, a black pencil skirt, and black flats. She flattened her collar, then ran downstairs for breakfast. Her mother was placing pancakes and bacon down on the table, her father had the newspaper stuck in his face, her toddler sister Tara banged on her silverware for attention, and younger brother Henry was asking for money to go to the clocktower with his friends after school.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"How many times are you going to ask me this, Henry? The clocktower is too dangerous!"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000BF">"Mom, please!? Grace, Hirohito, and Sasuke's parents don't care! They get to go wherever they want."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"Well, you should consider that they're not being raised right..."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000BF">"Mom, all the kids go up there and eat sea salt ice cream! Why can't I?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"Henry, sweetheart. If these kids jumped off a cliff, would you follow behind?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000BF">"No..."</span><br/><br/>Henry was quiet after answering that question, he grabbed a fork and played with his pancakes. Krysta loved her siblings, the reason why they existed was because her parents especially her mother was disappointed that she couldn't become what they wanted her to be. An independent Doctor, An intelligent lawyer, a sweet nurse, or an inquisitive store owner. She was already off to other worlds at the age of sixteen, they decided to have another child they could control. Henry was an average, adorable little waif, he had good friends, good grades, and he was the soccer team captain on his team at school. He was the perfect kid they had always wanted, Tara was a little troublemaker but it was excusable since she was just a toddler.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF00FF">Hopefully they don't corrupt her like they did with Henry...</span></span>Krysta thought with a sigh as she enters the dining room.<br/><br/>Tara noticed her older sister and chucked a spoon at her. The spoon hits Krysta's hand and she quickly covers the red mark that her little sister made.<span style="color: #FF00FF">"Tara, you goober! Look what you've done~!"</span>Krysta exclaimed teasingly as she ran over to her sister's high chair, picking her up and tickling her. Tara laughed, her blonde curls bouncing and her chubby cheeks turning a cherub red. Krysta put Tara back in her high chair and kisses her dad on the cheek, ruffled Henry's hair and sat at the breakfast table..<br/><br/>An hour later, Krysta's mother had drove her over to the hospital after dropping Henry off at school and Tara off at daycare.<span style="color: #FF00FF">"Mom, why are we at the hospital you work in?"</span>Krysta asked, narrowing her eyes at the large marble hospital that proudly blocked their way.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"Well, since you have finished a nursing class... Well, you didn't exactly finish. You showed up for two weeks then complained about a stomach bug before leaving to Enchanted Dominion!!!"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF">"Mom, people were in trouble! There were thieves and bandits I had to fight alongside my friends!"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"The talking dog and the teenage girl in a wheelchair?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00FF">"Hey, don't talk about Mae and Kinoshita like that!"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"Seriously Krysta, you are twenty seven years old. This hero stuff is nonsense, plus it's for children. It's time to associate with individuals your age. It's time to grow up."</span><br/><br/>Krysta glared at her mother, she unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door. She quickly jumped out of the car and slammed the door. She turned on her heel and walked away from the car, wiping her falling tears away. She ignored her mother who was following her and beeping on the horn.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"KRYSTA, GET BACK HERE!"</span><br/><br/>Krysta quickly walked away, losing her mother who gave up and drove back to work. The woman took off her flats and put on some converse, putting the flats in her purse. She was enraged that her mother thought of her as a freeloader and a low-life. She didn't take her traveling seriously, it wasn't just willy-nilly adventures. Sure only fourteen-fifteen year olds did this, but Krysta was passionate about saving the worlds and meeting new people. She wished her mother would understand that her age didn't matter, Krysta bumped into a stranger and fell flat on her back.<span style="color: #FF00FF">"Hey, watch where you're going!"</span>