Once upon a time - for that is how all stories should begin - there was a little girl who no one loved. A little girl who grew into a very powerful woman. One who was raised in darkness with cruelty and bitterness her only companions. And when she was old enough, the woman bottled up all her bitterness and all of her hate, and she used it to cast a spell over all, stripping them of everything they ever knew and ripping them from their homes. And here they have fallen - a collection of misfits with no memory of who they once were. But there was one thing she forgot: love. Because of all things, the heart is the hardest to hide from. What will happen when those who were cast aside begin to remember?