An unconscious girl, her hair strewn across the grass.<br/><br/>As they all looked at her, the markings of the seal tattooing themselves to her left arm. Maybe this was her destiny...<br/><br/>Slowly after what seemed an eternity, Chicargo opened her eyes, rubbing her head where she hit the floor seconds ago.<br/>"Wh...where am I?" Hazily she looked around, her sight not quite normal yet. Her breathing increased and she began to panic as she saw randomly coloured animal like things. She scurried back on the floor with her hands moving like lightning.<br/>"What are you?!" She was almost whispering but her tone was more shocked than scared. One was on the floor, two close together and another standing with an evil demeanour. "Is it...she... Okay?" Her heart tugged in shared pain and her head throbbed again... Why wasn't she scared?<br/><br/>In her own mind Chicargo was as scared as a sheep spotting a wolf close by but yet she felt like she belonged. Her body was reacting of its own accord, slowly she crossed the area, on her feet this time, as she approached the animal like figure the pain increase to her head and gently she brushed across the forehead of this thing before her.<br/>Instantly her pain fizzled out and she backed away as her fingers tingled slightly. It was now that she noticed her hair was back to normal, her shoes had gone and her clothes had changed from her cute shorts, top and cardi to an flowly green and brown dress, hitting the knee gracefully.<br/><br/>"Can... Can someone, please, tell me what's going on?" Her brain was like scambled eggs with too much milk and she had no normlity to grasp to... She felt and emitted her fear, pain and unsettledness, yet as she looked out into the eyes of the others she saw reflected back a look of confusion.