Vampire, zombie, ghoul, fake death, illusion, plastic surgery, hallucination....
Countless thoughts whizzed around in Kana's mind. She wasn't the type of person who would freak out and panic. Nor was she the type who'd stay ignorant. Nor the type that would always believe that there was a logical solution behind it all.
Kana only focused on what lay ahead.
Accept facts, even if she didn't believe in them.
Just accept them and face them head on.
Of course, she was terrified. Up to the point her legs couldn't hold her own weight anymore, but what good would being scared do.
Steve took a step forward, still grinning.
A blur was all that he saw.
Everything went dark the next instant.
It was Kana. Her reflex punch honed by her practice in Jeet Kune Do, launched itself at Steve's face before she had a chance to think twice. A sickening plop.
Then Steve fell, rigid.
Kana didn't know what to think anymore, she was now starting to hyperventilate.
But she was Kana.
Forcing that thought to prevail over all other thoughts was how she managed to vanquish fear every time. She wasn't just some girl.
She was the redhead who would change the world.
(Unlike some redhead we know)
