"What do you mean she was kidnapped? Don't you have security here! Isn't that what I partly pay the school for!" Vanessa was on her feet screaming at the principal in his office.
"Ms. Smith please calm down!" he pleaded with her. "The police are here getting statements from the people who witnessed the kidnapping. The situation is under control."
"When your child gets kidnapped, then you can tell me to calm down. Until then, I can do whatever the hell I want. The situation is not under control! My daughter is still missing. The situation will be under control when she is here again!" Vanessa plopped down in her seat fuming. The principal looked scared to death. Just then the police walked in.
"What did they say? What happened? Did anybody take down the license plate? Did they classify the car?" Vanessa asked.
"Ms. Smith, there were no license plates and there was no way to classify it. It was put together from different car parts. The good news is that we have a blood sample to trace, because your daughter managed to hurt one of the kidnappers. We can trace the person's ID to all their acquaintances and colleagues and every single piece of property he owns."
Vanessa burst into tears. Her daughter was gone and it was all her fault. Just then a large black guy walked in.
"Dad?" Vanessa whispered.
Drina woke up in a hospital bed in strange room. She wasn't in a hospital, she knew that much. Her room was solitary. It was bright and filled with medical equipment. She had an IV hooked up to one arm, and a needle in the other arm drawing blood. She sat up and tried to rip them out, but realized that her hands were cuffed to the side of the bed. She tried willing them to open, but she was too weak. So she tried another tactic.
She willed the needle drawing blood to put the blood back in. She had heard of blood doping from her mom, but she never knew it would feel this great. Once the blood bag was empty, she used her powers to pull the needle out of her arm. The puncture healed instantly.
Drina then focused her powers to unlock the cuffs. They snapped open and she rubbed her wrists.
Drina was furious. She had been attacked, kidnapped, and had been weak from the loss of the blood. She didn't take to kindly to people who treated her like crap. She was weak no longer. She looked straight at the camera and it started to smoke, then it exploded sending debris all over the room.
Drina used her energy to set up a force field that protected her from getting hurt. Armed guards burst into the room, guns at the ready.
Drina hoped off of the bed. Her hair grew longer and curlier. She her golden eyes were surrounded by a fiery red. With one look, the men went flying to the wall. They were knocked unconscious by the impact.
The door blew off its hinges and skittered down the hall. Drina walked out of the room, fire surrounding her. More guards arrived. Drina smiled evilly.
The guards crashed into windows as she walked down the hall searching for an exit. She turned to a dead end with one door. She felt a foreign, but somehow familiar presence in the room. It opened with her will.
There stood a Caucasian man dressed in an ancient warrior uniform. Drina gasped. This was the man from her dreams, the man who had killed all those families and who had carved a signal onto her mother's back.
"Hello Drina," he said coolly. She felt her inner rage calming down as the fire around her went down. He reached out a hand towards her, and she stepped back. "Now Drina! That's no way to treat your father."
Then the world around her went black.
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