Angel had left that stupid school in the mountains as soon as she had a chance. Her sister seemed to... fall in line with what they wanted. Changed herself to fit into their pretty little boxes with their pretty little bows. She hated it for her, Mary-Rose giving up everything they were, everything they had been taught, just to become one of them. She mourned the loss of her sister for months, years, after Mount Triumph, but she lost her sister to the rest of the world and there was no going back for her.

Of course, with the way The Family moved so much, there was no telling where they were two years later. She tried to find them, but it was no use. Ace always made sure there were no traces left. They were like ghosts, appearing in the night and forgotten as soon as they moved on.

She's been on her own for the last six years, which isn't so bad. Mostly she's spent it traveling across the country. It's amazing the things people will do for a girl who looks lost.

This is a game she's played for so long, it's easy. She's on the side of the road dressed in a tank top and cut-off jean shorts, nothing to speak of to her name except the backpack she carries everywhere, trying to flag down a ride. No one has stopped yet, but she isn't worried. Someone will. They always do.