Prologue

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Distorted images flicker before Nicole's eyes. Shrieks of pain echo around her, and the smell of burning flesh fills her nostrils. Retching, she tries to focus on her surroundings, but the harder she tries to see them, the more they blur. Panicked, Nicole closes her eyes tight, and tries to calm down, but the awful hot stench overcomes her senses and she can't get away from it, she can't think. The screams stop, allowing her to clear her head for a moment, until suddenly she hears one last, fear-stricken voice, a voice that normally she longed to hear, but not like this, not like this...
"NICOLE!"

With a start, Nicole sat up, a big mistake, as the sudden movement caused the blood to rush to her head, and stars to dance before her eyes. Her heart pounded, adrenaline coursing through her veins, and she glanced around the room, relaxing a little when she saw she was in the Homestead's kitchen.

She noticed the sour taste of stale alcohol that stuck to her tongue as she peeled a few stray crimson strands of hair away from her cheek. Blinking, Nicole stared confusedly at her friends, still slumped over the kitchen  table. She noticed that neither Wynonna not Waverly was among them, so she called out, her voice croaking slightly.

"Waverly? Wynonna?"

When she received no reply other than the creaking of the old house, she got up, slowly stretched and grunted from the slight pain, and walked out of the kitchen.

There was nobody in the living room. The bathroom was empty, as was the laundry. Nicole's movements became a little more frantic as she searched through room after room, still without finding a soul. After she had looked through the whole house, even tearing open the cupboard under the stairs (obviously there was no one there), she stormed out the door in a flurry of panic, and nearly crashed into the brown haired figure standing on the front porch.

"Wha... Wynonna? Oh thank God, I was looking for you, I just woke up. and... Wait, why was I asleep? We need to find Bulshar and stop him before it's to late! Wynonna? Why are you just standing there?! Where's Waverly?!"

Wynonna said nothing. Nicole just stared, incredulously, at her blank face and glazed eyes. They stood there for a moment, before Nicole lost patience and waved a hand furiously in front of Wynonna's face, still without a reaction.

"Hello?! Wynonna! Where is Wav-"

"She's gone."

Hey guys, my name is Lena, I am 16 years old and I live in New Zealand. This is my first fanfiction, so it's probably not great, but I'm doing my best, and if you have any suggestions or questions, I'd love for you to comment or DM I don't really mind :)
Just a warning, I might not be able to update very often in the next couple weeks cause I have exams, but after that is Summer holidays (yup, Christmas here is in Summer) so should be sweet as after that.
Hope you enjoy!

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