The young white haired woman stood still and watched the crowds of people walking. She sighed as the wind began to pick up and softly caressed her. This world was quiet and peaceful as it settled within it's winter season. Bright lights were strung across buildings, couples were strolling down the sidewalk smiling and laughing, business men were rushing back to the office. Nope, none of them fitted the description.

Taking out a folded letter, Sora read it quietly to herself.

Falling Feathers,

It seems missions have been avoiding you left and right for awhile now. There is no need to fear any longer, for one has popped open just for you. Within XXX world, a soul is desperately searching for a precious treasure they have lost.

It's your mission to find the soul and help them in their need,

From The Elders.

Folding the paper back into her pocket, she began to walk into the crowd.

'With this information, they expect me to find them? It's hardly helpful..." The white knight murmured softly to herself as she walked down the street and crossed the bridge. Of course, she knew when they would appear. She would just sense them immediately, and see their aura reach out to her.

As she turned a corner, she slammed right into someones back.

"Ah, I'm so so-" she began to apologize but stopped. Her eyes widened as their aura started to wrap around her in a needy embrace. Breathing in lightly, she felt it. The pull and desperation of a soul in need. Ah, speak of the devil and they shall appear.

"I finally found you...My dear, are you looking for a lost treasure?" Sora said to the stranger as she tilted her head and smiled.

Sora smiled happily as she saw the tea house was filled to the brim. The air was filled with laughter, the delicious scent of pastries and tea, and the echoing clangs of silverware against plates. She sighed softly as she watched couples cuddled against each other by the fire place and share their teas.

"Sora, pay attention! We're at work," Iseabeau growled as she ran past with a filled platter.

"Sorry," Sora called to her back. Isea waved and continued to deliver to various of tables. Within moments, Sora was busy with work as well. She ran in and out of the kitchen, rushed to tables and cleared. Christmas was right around the corner, tomorrow to be precised. As usual, Iseabeau and her were sucked into working before for a few friends. Sora didn't mind it at all. It kept her busy and she enjoyed to watch people be happy.

As she passed by the entrance, she noticed someone standing there.

Screams tore through the silence of the night and echoed through the buildings of the town. A shadow being ran and crawled over everything and anything to get away from the hunter that chased it. It jumped in the air and flipped as it landed onto a roof. It heard the steps of the hunter and began to panic. As it jumped off a building and onto another, a blade sliced it's leggs off. It screamed and crashed onto the floor, twitching. A light shadow fell over the being. Turning it's hateful glare, it hissed at the white knight.

"Y-you monster!" The shadow being hissed at it tried to crawl away from the white knight and desperation. Without emotion, Sora walked slowly towards it. It moved faster and struggled more.

"Call me what you wish... This is my duty, as we both know." She replied softly as she drove her sword into it's spine. It screamed in response as she twisted the weapon and dragged it out of the shadows body.

"You have chosen your path, and I have chosen mine. Now, cease your existence and rest," she said as she drew the blade into the skull. It squirmed for a few moments than ceased to move. As she removed the blade, the being disappeared into a cloud of dust. The only evidence of it ever existing was the black blood streaks on the floor and covering the white adorned woman. On the outside Sora appeared emotionless, but on the inside was different. Sora wanted to cry and mourn over the death of another living being. But at the same time, she knew it was her duty to protect others...Even if it meant coating her hands in sin. Sora brought her hands to her face and gazed. Even though she was adorned in white, blackness covered her gloves and self.Sora turned towards the moon and gazed at the stars.

She heard someone approach the scene. Turning her head to the newcomer, she smiled softly and said,