Sirens...... Sirens were heard throughout the neighborhood. At first, Lily ignored the loud alarms as she was walking up the steps of her abandoned house. She was able to live in that cozy house without anyone knowing. It pays when you are a small, insignificant, clever girl, she thought happily. Before she could open the door, she spotted a note on the door. She gasped, in joy. It was from her friend, Naomi! She settled the box down onto the porch and quickly pulled the tape off of the note. She smiled as she thought of the old woman and opened the note. It said:

Lily

I hope you enjoy the box of knick-knacks I gave you. I think, no I KNOW, you will take care of these precious memories for me. But, it is time that I say good-bye to you..............

'Hmm?' the girl thought, 'Maybe she is moving'. Lily frowned at knowing her only friend would be moving away. She even had a whole trip for her and Naomi! Lily was planning a picnic for her and Naomi; later, they'll disappear into Mount Ebott and meet all the monsters she told the girl about. Despite the trip, Lily continued reading:

The police will be looking for me at any moment and will probably take me away........... I CAN'T let that happen. I am not ready to give in. By the time you're reading this, I am probably dead and the police have found my body. Please, don't lose your way; you know the truth. I always loved you as my own and I want you to live a good life. So, find a way to help them and protect the monsters from the opposition of humans. I love you, my child. Follow your moral compass.

Naomi

¨Excuse me? Are you okay, little girl?¨ a man asked. Lily was on her knees now; tears flowing nonstop down her cheeks and note pressed against her chest. 'She is dead.......' the girl thought. The girl was crying silently as she thought of the words written by her now deceased friend. A young officer walked up behind the small, frail girl and shook her shoulder softly. As Lily looked up at the concerned blue eyes of the officer, she couldn't let any words escape her dry mouth. Only small whimpers came out. The officer saw the pain and sorrow in the little girl's eyes. All he could do was pick her up and carry her to the police cruiser waiting on the roadside. The officer picked up as many of the girl's belongings from the house as he can; including the box. After packing everything up, he drove off from the old, rundown Victorian. ¨What's your name, kid?¨ the officer asked. ¨Lily.........¨ she replied, sniffling. He knew that without any guardians to take care of her, she will have to be sent to a foster home.

She was 9 years old at the time and that took place 9 years ago........ 9 years of depression...... 9 years of pain and suffering.................... 9...years... with no hope of meeting the monsters. That will change now. Because I am their hope, I am their savior..........I am Lily and this is how it all started.