Prologue

I don't know who I am.
I don't know my name. How old I am. Or where I'm from.
I have no memories other than the feeling I get when I look in the mirror and see my face staring back. A face that... though unrecognizable... tells me I'm dangerous. That I'm running from someone.

In my dreams, I remember a different life. With a sister I love more than anything. I want to find her, but don't know where to start. And if what I see when I look in the mirror is true, if I am as dangerous as I feel, is she better off without me?