Who am I? What am I? These thoughts run through my mind often when I think about what I have become. On the day I was born, heaven let loose her fury upon the world, destroying all in her path. I have to wonder if she was after me. My mother survived the chaos only to give me my name.

When I was six, I learned I could do things no one else could. With this realization came many more. I am not human, but what I am I do not know. What I can become is yet to be seen. What I do know is, there is no one else quite like me. I am an enigma.
When I was seventeen, I was approached by the Duran organization, a paranormal research group with black ops military affiliations. I am their spy and when necessary, their assassin, but I have grown so tired of the killing. Each life they ask me to take brings me one step closer to losing myself. I tried to leave once, but I made one mistake. I am no longer alone. I have a daughter. They took her from me and use her to force me to continue my work, but I will never stop looking for her. She is my heart and my soul.
My mother named me Raine. She should have named me Misery, because that is what I bring to everyone around me. It is what I intend to bring to the people who took my daughter.