Laela didn't know she was being tailed. After all, the pursurer was very stealthy, his footsteps inaudible.
Apparently, after a while, in an alley, the pursurer got tired of tailing Laela and said, "So, Tsukiko, or would you prefer Laela?"
Laela turned around to be greeted by a seven-year old boy. However his outside appearances, though, this boy gave off a feeling that suggested this kid was older than he seemed.
"I don't know who you're talking about," Laela said, keeping her composure.
The boy sighed in annoyance, then said very slowly, as if talking to an idiot, "Hyper exonecrosia syndrome. Obviously, it's quite rare for it to occur, but here, an 'invading soul' freely takes over someone." The boy held out three fingers (index, middle, and ring), and all of a sudden, purple flames came out of his fingertips. "Of course, I know how to 'cure' this. Three pressure points. Here's the first," and the boy, in a blink of an eye, jammed his index finger into Laela's stomach.
Laela recoiled, then shuddered for a moment. She began to feel faint, and fell over onto her knees. The boy stared at her, then put out the remaining flames and stuck out his hand. "You have a choice, Laela. Either you come with me, or you refuse, and I send you away. I'm pretty sure what option you would take." Laela took the boy's hand, and lifted herself. "As expected. Oh, and I watched you back there. Don't try anything funny, or I'll be forced to send you away."
Laela began to walk alongside the boy, then asked the boy, "What's your name?" The boy tightened his lips for a moment, then replied, "I don't have a name in the typical sense: first name, middle name, last name. I left my name behind a long time ago. I go by my codename, Forte."