“Don't you dare step out of this room”, shouted Sam Brian, stepfather of Yvain. As she rushed out in anger from the room. She reached the main gate of the manor with quick strides. The maid tried to stop her, but only failed to do so. Fuming with anger, Yvain started to walk quickly, thinking she could no longer live in the house with a dictator.

   Yvain had a very complicated childhood, her parents divorced when she was very young and her mother thought of Yvain as a burden. Her mother re-married a businessman who had two daughters from his previous marriage. Having a stepfather was hard, but it was even harder when her own mother favored her step siblings. A dictator as a stepfather wasn't really perfect, either. She thought that maybe after reaching adulthood things would change, yet things only took a turn for the worst.

Yvain reached the bus station in hopes to hail a cab, so she could go back to her apartment, but to no avail as once the busiest street had no one near sight. Suddenly it started pouring, now she remembered why there was no one on the street. It was due to a weather prediction on the news, as everyone was probably prepared for it. In a faraway distance, she could see some light. She decided to go ahead and see what it was. By keeping the jacket on her head she ran to the distance seemingly where the light was coming from. It was the infamous club owned by the 'Hues Enterprises'. She decided if she was already here, why not go in, at least until the rain stops. She entered the club with a loud song booming in the distance, and she could see many people on the dance floor in the distance. Likewise, she made her way through the crowd when suddenly her luck decided she was not unlucky enough, and she accidentally bumped into a masculine person. As he turned around, Yvain could tell she was in trouble. The man had a big scar across his face with an angry face he said “Oh my young lady where are you going, mind coming to my room”. After hearing what the man just said, Yvain expressions turned grim. “ What the hell did you just spew from that dirty mouth of yours”!. He looked down at the little girl who just shouted the words, in disbelief. Just by looking at her, you could tell that she was from a noble family. By now, a small crowd had gathered around them. She took a look around and a "tch"  escaped her mouth, which angered the guy even more. In anger, he ordered his men to grab her. Just when they took a step forward, Yvain grabbed a beer bottle and with a quick smash the scarred man was on the floor. All his men were shocked for a moment. Suddenly a scream could be heard from the crowd, bringing everyone to their senses. When they looked towards the floor, the man lying there had gained an open wound on his forehead that was bleeding. "Quickly someone call the police", "No call the ambulance" someone shouted but Yvain was just standing there looking at her own bleeding hand which had accidentally come in contact with fragments of the glass bottle. There was also a huge glass piece stuck in the middle of her hand. While the crowd was in a chaos, a certain man was standing on the first floor and looking down at the chaotic situation. He wore a smirk on his face, "Get me the information on this girl".

*Sirens could be heard in the distance and each passing second they got closer until**,*

Police here someone reported a fight. The manager of the club led the female Sargent to the place where now the scarred man sat and Yvain was just standing there. As the Sargent approached the girl, but when she looked at Yvain she couldn't help but sigh. "Why is it you again, lad?" She asked questioning the girl. "Well this time counts as a self-defense" she replied rather calmly. "Come on back to the station"replied the Sargent. "Gladly" replied as she walked towards the police car.