Karma

PROLOGUE

Red.

Flowing red locks blowing in the wind, trailing behind the woman who was running. Blood ran down her wrists from cut open slits, dripping and leaving a trail behind her. Her throat was dry as she paused in front of a large building near the docks of the city. Abandoned, yet owned by her. She knew she was going to die; this was her last stance.

Charging in, she stood in a large open room that had a large staircase, almost grand and royal. Still with little of her breath regained back, she powered up the stairs and down winding halls until she came upon a large open room.

"They're coming" she murmured to herself. "Coming, oh god, oh god" she kicked the ground in fury before grasping her wrists.

Blood pooled from the series of cut gently and precisely cut down her wrist. The blood pooled on her fingers before she used the blood to start drawing incantations on the walls.

She heard them burst in, their footsteps frantic as the whole onslaught of them charged towards her. She drew the last pattern on the floor before the door was broken from its hinges, so many men pointing guns right at her face. Armed to the teeth, guns sleek and black, yet powerful.

One man stepped out from them all, not wearing protective gear. He has dark skin, head sleek and bald but with a finely trimmed beard. He held nothing but a small glock in his hands, and the sleeves of his buttoned up shirt rolled up past his elbows.

"Edith" he groaned, rolling his shoulders. "We know you have it. I'm not a fan of games, I won't dance around you hoping that you'll give me a clue every now and then. This ends, and you give me it before I scatter your body across these walls." His eyes flickered to the blood smeared everywhere, and for a moment, he seemed confused.

But then his eyes lit up as horror struck him. He opened his mouth to say something, but the woman raised her hands as her eyes turned a deep black.

With an unearthly screech, multiple pits of fire burst to life through the floor, sending heat raging through the room. And from them, creatures stepped forth, skins red with thick, black talons. Feet just as clawed with curled and mangled spines protruding from its almost skinned complexion. Animal skull like heads with long, needly fangs and piercing red and glowing eyes. They shrieked, making the room quiver with their presence.

Gun shots echoed through the building as they opened fire in a wild panic.

They screamed in horror as these creatures leaped onto them, digging their talons into the guts to rip out their organs before using their teeth to tear out their throats. But with a whole round of bullets, the creatures fell to the ground before the bodies rapidly started to decay.

"Where did she go?" The dark and un-armoured man shouted over the sound of gunfire.

His request was met by horrified screams and the sound of tearing flesh as he turned and unloaded bullets into a creature who has almost snuck up behind him.

It's blood splattered on him, he noticed a door behind where the woman had been standing.
Quickly, he hurried out of the death-filled room down a series of corridors and walk ways that, as he walked further, the sounds of pain and suffering slowly and slowly became softer, almost non existent.

The walk ways led to a large double doors. Careful, he placed his gun behind him in the waistband of his pants, before opening the doors.

The night was cold, with not a cloud in sight. The doors had opened to a large roof top area where the woman has stood at the railings on the far end. She had her back to him as her red hair curled and danced in the wind around her.