"W-what?! I swear it wasn't me! I just found him on my desk!" You cried as the janitor said that a murder had taken place, one you didn't commit.

Flashback: The student yelled, "Look that way!" As you walked down the hall, all eyes were on you. All the male students in the hall were blushing their heads off. You were a role model for all the females in your school. Oh no! I forgot my wallet at home! You dug through your purse to find it. A classmate offered all of her money to you out of the blue. "Use everything I have!" she shouted, her eyes shaped like bright yellow stars. "Oh, thanks!" Practically everyone spoiled you at school. You were so talented, almost good at everything. Volleyball, basketball, hockey, figure skating, you name it. The school bell has rung, the school day is over. "Darn, I forgot math in class. I'll be right back boys!" you said as you walked to your classroom. Once you arrived, you looked at your desk. There was a dead body before your eyes. On the top of your desk. Blood all over. The janitor walked into the classroom before you could scream. She called security right away using her walkie talkie. "W-what?! I swear it wasn't me! I just found him on my desk!"

You felt fear take over your body. You ran away from the building, and with the escape came so many wonders. "Who killed him?! Why me?! Why now?! What am I doing?! Why doesn't the janitor believe me?!" You ran into a dead end, and you could hear the police running your way. You were just about to panic when somebody touched your shoulder. 

You were greatly frightened. 

"Don't be afraid. Join me, I'll save you from this horrible place. My name is Jenny." You looked up at the person who said this. She was a pretty tanned girl who looked about your age. Maybe just a tad older than you. Half of her messy dark hair was shaved, and she had black makeup on her face. She wore all black, with fishnet and chains. Her hand was outstretched. It was your only option, so you grabbed her hand and she threw you over the wall that had been your dead end. Just as you were about to hit the ground, another girl caught you, made a run for it, and Jenny caught up with you. You were lost by the police. 

Jenny led you to a place that looked like a hideout. There were graffiti-covered walls. "You didn't tell me your name. What's your title?" "Y/N... But anyway, how come you saved me?" While getting a fire started, she replied, "Just helping one out. By the way, can I call you N/N (nickname) instead? Y/N is too corny for ya." 

Jenny introduced her gang to you. "The short one's Axel, that one with the buzzcut is Jinx, and the one that caught you from falling earlier is Luna. You already know me, I'm Jenny. Welcome to the gang!" You asked Jenny: "S-So what do you guys do?" Jenny handed you a large dark green blanket and said: "We don't forgive our enemies. We rob them, we slaughter them, and we basically have to fight them since they won't stop coming after us." You were shocked by how calmly she spoke. "Kill?! Steal?! That's wrong!" She threw back her head and stared at you. "Listen up, you bitch. I'm offering you a place to stay. There's nowhere to hide now that the police are after you. I'm your only resort." You let out a sigh and accepted the change in your life. 

For three years, Jenny and the gang taught you how to handle a gun and everything you had to know to be able to fight against another person. Surprisingly, you enjoyed your new appearance very much. At least the police will be unable to recognize you through your new look.