Post by Karma Jenkins on Aug 16, 2013 9:24:59 GMT
It isn't a secret that Karma's life isn't normal. She can blow ice from her mouth as easily as she shoot flames from her hands, can send gust of wind at you with her mind and can shoot rocks at you with just a look. Not to mention she lives at magic school with a demon-hunting twin and her last date was a half leprechaun college student named Mickey. When you are Karma Jenkins, your life is far from normal. You find yourself in the strangest places doing the strangest things. Other seventeen year olds have boys and nails to think about, with Karma it is a bit different. That is why she was where she was; fighting a demon in the abandoned train carriages in the darkness of night. Why, because she was sick of demons kidnapping her to get her twin. Downside of being the spawn of the ultimate power, and probably for coming off as a delicate teen with blonde hair and looking like she couldn't hurt a fly. Boy, was this demon wrong.
Gripping onto a center bar of the train carriage, the blonde swung around it like a talented hooker and felt both feet smash into the side of the demon. While they smashed to the side, Karma landed and looked down at the fiend as they looked up at her. "Die witch!". She couldn't help but smirk slightly with the most vengeful look, and sent another kick into the demon's face as it fell to the floor. "Not today sorry, but for you -". The demon got up and charged at the girl, picking her up and driving her backwards. Fists hit into the demon's back but it didn't let go. Apparently this one was as persistant at kidnapping her as he was pissing her off! Next thing you know Karma's back smashed into the window as a grunt escaped her lips, glass shattering at all of her back ached in pain. He held her there, driving her harder into the trains wall. Not how you treat a lady!
Two elbows swung down into the demon's shoulder's as it let go and Karma's feet fell to the ground. Shoving him off of her, she sent a punch across his face and a kick to his chest to back him off. A hand curled over to her back as she winced in pain and ripped out a five inch shard of glass from her back. Now - that hurt. He wasn't finished as he moved at her. He was good. He blocked one of her kicks and sent a punch to her sternim, winding her. Then a firm grip wrapped around the back of her neck as he swung her and smashed her into the opposite window. Karma dropped to the ground as glass fell around her, a cut down her cheek as she moaned and looked up at him. He wasn't finished, and Karma hoped neither was she. He stomped down on her side, leaving her grunting in pain before stomping once again. Once again, Karma had underestimated evil. And it was coming back to bite her in the ass.