Unconcious thoughts *flashback included*

Who: Rosette LaChance
Where: London, England
When: about one year ago.
A large white house, surrounded by large gardens, even more flowers,
and several gardeners tending to it constantly. A young woman
wearing a white Gi, and a black belt around it bowed in front of a
reasonably old looking man sat on the grass in front of her.
"Congratulations, Miss LaChance, I commend you on your technique."
spoke the old man to her, as she raised her head.
"Thankyou Sensei, unfortunately i cannot continue my training. My
parents believe education is more important now." Rosette said, "but
i'll gladly train with you in future, if i get a chance." she said,
with a smile.
From the other side of the house, a small explosion caused the area
to shake, Rosette and the sensei both rose, and moved towards the
sounds, though didn't make much sounds between them.
On arriving at the front of the house, a woman laughed. "Thankyou
so much, I'll be happy to take everything you have!" before driving
off at breakneck speeds. Since then, Rosette had learned her name -
Jayne Chrysler.
**Present day**
"Chrysler.." she murmered in her unconcious state, thinking it
through in her head. "Jay...ne"
Slowly, she made the connection to Jay.
Back in the past, her family were forced out onto the street by the
gang of thugs, the police had no control over them, and barely even
tried to combat them. Soon enough, Rosette had to use her training
with her sensei to survive, the gang almost trying to kill her
slowly, tearing through her family one by one. Soon, all her
siblings were dead, and all that was left of her once proud, rich
family were herself, and her parents.
She swore to take revenge on Jayne... but was it actually something
to do with Jay? Slowly, she opened her eyes.
"Where..." she began, looking up into a bright light. As her eyes
accepted this new light level, she looked around, her shoulder
covered with bandages, and one around her head. She could see two
more figures lying on beds - one of them was the concious form of
Shakespeare, who she had met not too long ago, and the other the
still unconcious form of a woman. The one she had landed on.
"Ahh, you're awake." came the voice of a woman from the side.
"Do you ever cease to state the blatantly obvious?" came a voice
from further down the room. Dr. Keto, whom Rosette had never met
walked over to her. "Congratulations." he said, "you've managed to
incapacitate one of the crew. One less for me to deal with." he
said, his voice cold and hard.
Rosette looked up at him. "what?" she said, completely oblivious to
the fact that she had put Jenny into a coma.
"You don't know? does that mean you didn't do it on purpose?" he
asked seriously, putting a clipboard down, and walking away.
"and there i was thinking there was someone on my side after all..."
"what?" Rosette said again, before letting her head fall back onto
the bed, and closing her eyes. "I didn't do anything..."