A girl's footsteps pounded against the dry concrete sidewalk. Her blonde hair bouncing behind her. Her black hoodie and dark blue leggings frames her body, but didn't match her panicked face.

10 months ago, a large, black dire wolf took over her beloved city. It made it's base on top of the tallest tower. Because of this, the sky was now forever dark grey, no sun in sight. That damned dire wolf now made everyone live in fear, as his two minions could kill them at any moment.

His first minion was a black and navy blue male robot, probably a mech. This mech had armor with large, black wings on the black. He also held two swords, which always emitted a dark, corruptingp aura. The girl had learned his name was Outburst, and Outburst was ruthless.

The second minion was a female robot, and Outburst referred to her as a femme. This femme was dark red and black plating, with dark green stripes. She wore dark grey amor that had large dragon wings on the back. This femme held a mace, and the girl had learned her name was Roseblade.

And those two robots were ruthless. They killed any humans who dare try to appose their master.

Not long ago, the human girl had seen a red and blue mech get hit by a potion Roseblade had. Before the potion hit, the mech seemed young, maybe a 6-7. But after the potion hit him, he seemed older, about 13.

The human girl finally stopped letting her mind wander and ran into an alleyway. Her breathing was ragged from running without a break. The dire wolf, who's name was Stryker, has sent a ball of darkness crashing into the city central.

Tons of people had been hurt, possibly even killed. The girl felt sadness and pity, but also felt a bit relieved she had made it out alive.

'Okay, Rachel. You need to get home,' Rachel thought, panting still.

Her sparkling green eyes traveled down to her neck, were on a golden chain, was a white diamond. It was a piece of jewelry she had randomly found. So she kept it.

Rachel unclipped her necklace and held it in her hand, staring at the white diamond. Something was off with it. It was warm, and seemed to be...

Brighter.

Rachel gasped and dropped the diamond, wincing when it hit the ground. But there was no noise made. The diamond just fell to the ground.

But what happened next, was beyond Rachel's imagination.

A white mist surrounded the diamond before floating over to Rachel. It's circled her several times before floating away. It then began to take shape of...

A dragon.

Rachel gasped, backing up. The white and yellow dragon reached out and placed it's hand on her shoulder. "Fear not, young one. I, Selene, Goddess of Creation and Light, shan't harm thy," the figure soothed.

Rachel's eyes widened. "Selene...? Do you mean.... The Selene that Stryker brags about killing?! And how he put your son, Oblivion, into a coma?!"

Selene nodded, her eyes solemn. "Yes, child. For I am, Selene. The one brought down by the vile Stryker."

Rachel frowned, feeling terrible for Selene. I mean, who wouldn't? She was killed, trapped in a diamond, and her son was put into a coma! Rachel then shook her head, realizing something.

"Wait, why didn't you come out any other time? You could've saved the city!" Rachel exclaimed, a scowl starting to form.

"Child, my diamond doesn't work that way, I am afraid to say." Selene sighed, "for it only releases me when it is decided the entity holding my diamond is trustable."

Rachel nodded, slightly understanding. "So, you could only come out once you trusted me."

Selene nodded back. "Indeed. Now, child, let me explain what's happened."