Cinder

As you walk outside, with the night still young, you see a malnourished teenage girl crying in a dark corner of an alley, her clothes dirtied and unwashed.

"S-stay away from me." Cinder says, weakly trying to scamper away as she takes notice of you looking at her. She has two curved swords with her, but looked too weakened to be able to fight with them. "Go away, o-or else..." She mutters, her voice growing quiet at the end.