A bright, beautiful pink-haired woman was walking through the lush local park. It was spring, and the white flower petals were drifting down from the trees like snow; it was quite the sight to behold. Eventually, the woman continued her stroll until she reached the edge of the large lake in the center of the park.
She looked down into the still water and could see the reflection of her own face staring back, only it wasn't the face she was used to seeing. It wasn't the face she had been born with.
'I need to stop slipping up,' Abby thought to herself, her reflection wavering with the ripples in the water. 'My name is Vera now. I am the leader of the Fallen Rose Group... a strange biker gang... and apparently one of the most infamous in the entire world.'
