Karen, a young 7 year old homeless girl sat down at her usual "Post" right next to a coffee shop in the middle of winter. It was tough being a homeless orphan, why didn't she go somewhere? Because no where felt safe. Orphanages were run down and she wasn't really sure where else to try. Thus she turned to begging. It worked decently she often got enough change to get at least a little something to eat. She had long brown hair and green eyes, short at 4'6 and wear tattered blue jeans and a black turtle neck long sleeve shirt. She also had a light jacket which didn't help much. Thankfully her luck was about to change. The snow fell like a flurry, when just moments ago it was hardly even noticable. A woman in a white robe stood before her. Her face was pale and her eyes had a dark blue glow to them, oddly enough blue butterflies flew around her, how? Especially in the middle of winter. "I do not have money to gave you..." The woman's voice was motherly, like she was about to embrace Karen. "However...I require a vassal." Karen was silent, the butterflies were hypontic, she couldn't speak for a while.
"Like to take over?" Karen asked now afraid.
"No..." The woman paused. "To..." Her pause was longer this time and she seemed lost in thought. "Hmmm how to put this. I require a body, that of a female to fuse with, I will not be taking over your body nor will I be a voice in your head, I need your body to rest in, to recover my energy."
"By taking mine?" Karen asked feeling oddly at peace with this woman.
"No, think of it as curling up in a bed and falling asleep. I will gain energy through your emotions, the stronger they are the more I will recover and at a faster pace."
"What happens when you recover?" Karen asked tilting her head still oddly at peace, normally she'd be freaking out or calling this woman crazy and even the snow wasn't bothering her.
"I shall gain my true form and you my dear...will evolve to something better than human. For now though I request you take my hand. She offered her hand. "You'll never be cold again, nor will you be hungry or thirsty." That was enough for Karen, even if she wasn't under this woman's spell she'd have taken it, also being as young as she was, she didn't think twice. Taking her hand the woman vanished. Karen thought she had just dreamed it until...
((Note: Due to her age Karen's clothing WILL grow with her.))
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