As you take the figurine and look closely at it, you realize it is not exactly plastic, but something a bit harder. The small face does bear an uncanny resemblance to you. You hear angel speak, "I have one just like it, see?" Looking up you see her remove a small figurine of a knight from a pocket of her apron. "Father made these for us. I was too young to remember, but Spike does. She has told me the story so many times that I almost remember it. Father was a craftsman, a real craftsman. He could make small things like this and put real faces on them. He made these and gave them to us just days before they came for him, the O'Reagans I mean. He had tried to help a couple of families down the street pay the mob boss off and they did not like that. They did horrible things to the families and took our parents away. Never saw them again. They were looking for us, too, but Spike kept us safe. Just like every day since. Anyway, Father told us that some day a knight would come to slay the dragons that lorded over this land, just like in the stories he used to tell us. There are some of his old books about the dragon slayer somewhere. Spike hid them, but I know she looks at them once in a while. He told her that the dragon slayer would send a great avatar, a knight beyond measure, to save us in a time of need. More, he pointed to the faces he had made on the figurines and said that he had been told by the slayer that the knight would have this face. Your face. And you have saved us from Aldo and fulfilled the story."
Everyone else in the room is spellbound by Angel's words. She stops talking and puts her figurine back into her pocket. As if on cue, everyone turns to look at you.
