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The washed out dirt road stopped abruptly in front of the darkened tree line. She wasn’t sure where she was supposed to be going as she put the car into park and turned off the headlights. Karma Pierce hated driving at night since the accident. In fact, she was lucky just to have a vehicle since the majority have been seized last year by vampire who wanted to prove how much more advanced and terrifying they were compared to the rest of them. Karma hated them, including her ex-best friend.
Sarah had left Karma high and dry in the middle of a stupid suicide mission. Why did Sarah have to go in on her own? Granted, it had been fifteen years since it all happened, but the wounds still felt fresh to the caramel colored witch. In the time since Sarah’s disappearance, Karma refused to believe that Sarah was dead.
Karma had since learned to use her powers. Her mother always had insisted she control them by not using them, but when the cafeteria blew up that one morning when the quarterback dumped Karma’s lunch onto the ground… Karma couldn’t help it.
Karma looked at her phone, to no avail. The vampires knocked out all of the cell towers months ago, but Karma still had hope. Hope that would drive her to bring the biggest rebellion in history out into the open, once she had the numbers that is. She had so much work to do, barely even having ten volunteers to help. She needed more people and they were out in the marshes of Louisiana hiding out from the vampires. Karma had to find them.
The map was drenched from the rain that weighed Karma’s long black hair around her shoulders. She turned on her flashlight, putting the map on the hood of the car. She already made it this far, she should be able to get to the rest of the hideouts easily.
“Karma,” her boyfriend’s voice boomed. He always tried to be quiet in stressful situations but his voice just carried too easily. “We went the wrong way.” He got out of the car, towering over it. Karma loved the guy, but he was too obvious. She couldn’t take him anywhere without being noticed.
“Thy,” she responded. “We are almost there. I can feel it.” Karma looked to the sky, feeling the raindrops fall upon her face.
“Can we trust that guy?” he asked, referring to the latest volunteer who seemed a little too finicky to be of any good.
“Ty,” Karma growled. “I’m concentrating.”
Tyson Rivera was a great boyfriend to Karma, he just wasn’t exactly the sharpest of minds. Not the dullest of minds, granted, but definitely in need of a book . He was over six feet tall and built like a racehorse. He spent a lot of his time in the makeshift gym at the base trying to stay buff and hone in on his fighting skills. He was also a werewolf, so every full moon he became a monster. Karma could always tell when a full moon was on the way because it would make Tyson anxious and rather moody, she said it was like he was on a wolf-period.
Karma gasped, feeling an overwhelming amount of power surge through her. Everything whited out around her and a picture began to form in her mind. There was a stone cell with iron doors beginning to rust, a sleeping Sarah with her long brown hair swirled around her face was inside of the cell. A sense of relief flew over Karma to see that her friend didn’t abandon her, but instead was capture. There was a burly man outside of the gate staring at Sarah with a sad look over his face as he fidgeted with the keys before putting on into the door. The door swung open and he knelt down to Sarah. “Time to go, katyonak.” His voice was gravelly with a heavy Russian accent. The voice comforted Karma as she watched the man pick up Sarah and take her out of the cell. Sarah’s body was limp against the large man, her head banging over his arm as if she were unconscious. She looked pastier than normal and was just skin and bones.
“Karma!” Tyson yelled, shaking his girlfriend’s shoulders. “What’s wrong?”
“Huh?” Karma asked, coming out of her trance.
“What happened?” he asked, wiping a tear away from Karma’s cheek.
“She’s alive, Ty.” Karma began laughing and hugging her long-term boyfriend.
“Sarah!” Karma laughed. “We can do this!”
She grabbed the map from the car and began to walk through the dense undergrowth and water of the marsh. Plants brushed against her legs as she continued to walk and branched hit her face. Nothing could slow down Karma now that she knew that there was still hope. Everything was different now.
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