Explosions, that was all she could remember. It was all that she had, had in her life. Since she had been born World War Three had been waging. She had never known the world to be a peaceful place but it was only recently that the war had come to her doorstep. The sirens blared in her ears as she grabbed her sister's hand. Olivia Was her baby sister, she was three years younger than her, sixteen. She felt her squeeze her hand as she dragged her behind her. Robert, her life long friend followed after them. Her long Dark Hair cascaded down her back as she ran For cover, towards the part of the city that had already been evacuated. She was running low on Magic so she couldn't use any and her sister had only ever used healing Magic. Robert's magic was dangerous, very rarely did he ever use magic that didn't destroy something. But as they reached cover she crouched down, hiding next to two men already hiding there in the make shift bunker. It was an older Brother and his younger brother. Gun shots firing, explosions, it seemed to go on forever until they got further and further away. Dia didn't need to see the city to know that most of it was in ruins. Shaking, every single one of them was covered in blood, cuts, bruises, and Dirt. Thus began her new life, the life that remained after lives had been ended. Life was rising out of the ashes.