Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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LUNA SITS STARING DOWN AT HER HANDS BLANKLY. Her Aunt rubs her back as they sit together watching Boyd's casket drop into the ground. Peeking over at Emerson, Luna can't help but feel terrible.
Emerson had broken down as soon as he heard the news. He blames himself for Boyd's death. He blamed himself for not being around. He blamed himself for not keeping him away from the supernatural life.
Sniffling and wiping away a few tears, Fallen looks at Luna. Her niece had been through hell and back... and then through hell again. She didn't know how much more Luna could take. If she wasn't on the edge already then this was definitely a push in the wrong direction. Fallen felt like she was failing her niece. She wasn't around as much as Luna needed her to be. She hadn't helped Luna fully understand herself and her powers. Everything was happening too fast.
...
Punch.
Kick.
Jab.
Punch.
Hook.
Jab.
Kick.
Luna attacks a punching bag with different combos not even paying attention to her split knuckles. She watches blood smear across the black bag but it doesn't even faze her.
She punches harder and harder imagining it was Kali's face. The stupid she wolf was dead the next time Luna saw her. Kali killed her friend, the only way this would all be okay is if Luna could return the favor.
Her mind brings up memories of Boyd when they first met but Luna quickly shakes her head trying to push away the happy memories. She needed to feel angry. She needed to push herself. She was tired of crying. She was tired of feeling helpless.
Jaw clenched Luna backs away from the punching bag and then holds up one hand. Watching the angry orange flames twist around her fingers, Luna stares in awe before snapping her gaze to the bag wishing it was Kali. In seconds the punching bag is covered in flames. Luna stands still watching.
"What the hell?"
Fallen runs down the stairs inside the basement and grabs a fire extinguisher. She lightly pushes Luna out the way before putting out the fire. Huffing in relief, Fallen snaps her head over to Luna who leans back against the wall with a blank stare.
"What the hell was that Luna? What are you doing?"
"Planning out how I'm going to kill a stupid she wolf." Luna shrugs.
Fallen's mouth drops as she gapes in shock at her niece, "Excuse me?"
Luna chuckles humorlessly as she unwraps the tape from her fingers, "Seriously Fallen you're not that old. It shouldn't be that hard to comprehend. She killed Boyd... so now I'm going to hunt her down, slit her throat, and then watch her bleed."
