DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN +ANIMA

Prologue

A little girl not more than 12 years old was crying in the huge mansion of her so called "home". As thunder shoots outside the attic window.

"Why?... Why …can't I be…loved? ?... Why …can't I be…Happy?Daddy… Mommy…." She continues to cry till she fell asleep…

Inside the mansion family room.

"So where is that wrenched girl Stella?" A middle aged woman asked her daughter Stella who is now 18

"I do not know where that ugly child is Mother…"Stella answered while hiding a smirk

"perhaps she has finally learn her place mother. That arrogant girl broke another of our vases today and the teachers had said that she's stupider than a cow an the road!" her twin Sally remarked

Silence…

"…okay… no comment on the cow… but yes that's what happens today, mother." Stella remarked.

"why don't we just get rid off the little shame?" Suggested a voice that just enters the room

"Brother! / Harold!"

The young man was wearing an expensive looking suit and holding a cane. He is Harold Raziel. The eldest son of the Raziel house.

"yes we might just do that" His mother answered lightly.

The storm has yet to stoop and the thunder covers the heart piercing cries from the attic.

The cries from Allesa Raziel. The daughter of an unknown woman who tainted the Raziel household. The child that will has done nothing wrong…except to those who wish her to be gone…