It was a day so gloomy that only the insane would go out in to it. Which, in District Nine, was a rather small population. But still, a small girl walked forwards, on to her front yard, ignoring the raindrops pouring down around her. She had always had problems, and her parents were trying to be supportive... even though they wouldn't admit what happened to their family just a few days earlier-they only said that she had never had a brother. And already, her memories were starting to fade.
Hello, Cala, said a voice in her head.
The girl, Cala, jumped backwards, back towards the house, though there was no one there in front of her. "Wh-who are you?" she asked aloud.
You really don't remember me?
I am an old friend of yours, Cala Velius.
"A... a friend?"
Yes. A very good friend indeed.
"But what's your name?"
You may call me Kane.
And so the crazy friendship began.