Keira

Prologue

4 years ago
          Keira's back slammed against the hard brick wall causing her to grunt as she fall to her hand and knees. She spit the blood inside her mouth out then using her  forearm she wiped away the blood drizzling down her chin. "You are still weak as ever," Cole practically growled at Keira, she smirked as she slowly stood to her feet "says the one with three males backing his ass up," she spoke her voice filled with amusement and anger. Cole glared at her and swung she dodged the blow causing his fist to collide with the brick wall. He screamed in pain his knuckles were broken and they bleed badly but Keira didn't care.
          She side kicked him in the ribs then round house kicked him in the face causing him to hit his head against the wall. Kiera looked to the three others they were obviously nervous and scared to fight her, but they still charged at her. Despite being a few years younger than these three she took them down by using her boxing, kick boxing, and karate move and techniques she has learned. One guy stood back up flicking his pocket knife open he charged towards Keira. On instinct she dodged the knife and caught his wrist in a single smooth fluid movement she disarmed him then kicked him in the stomach. He fell onto his back on the ground Keira picked up the knife that had fallen onto the ground  the sounds of sirens could be heard and were getting closer. 

          "Will get you for this," Cole groaned in pain as he sat himself up Keira threw the knife into the trash as she smirked "bring it," she said enjoying the idea of challenge. The police arrived arresting all of them including Keira. "Stop," said one of the officer just as Keira was about to be placed in the back of a car "you just helped us catch a bunch of robbers. We will let it go this once girl," he told her. She was then uncuffed and stayed to only give her statement then left knowing what was going to happen the moment she got home.

          When Keira came to her run down home the cold rain pouring hard down onto her already soaked body. She knew her mother was probably worried sick about her inside the house. Her dad was murdered by the four she just helped the police apprehend which gave her mind some peace knowing they'd rot for their crimes. It had only been a week since that day but to Keira it felt like it just happened all over again. She entered the house to only have her mother hurrying over to her "where have you been," she asked. But she saw her daughter's beaten face she gasped "what happened," she asked sounding out of breath from worry. Her mother than gasped at the sight of Kiera's face "what did you do," she asked examining her daughter's face with her hands. "Their gone Mom," Kiera said her mother stopped to stare into her daughter's emotionless eyes, but Kiera's mother knew it was true. Her eyes swelled up with tears as she took a step away from her daughter.

          "They will rot in prison for what they did," Keira simply told her mother, who smacked her arm "I told you to leave it to the Police," she said in disbelief as tears rolled down her face. Keira hugged her mother as she cried clinging to her daughter for support. "Will get far away from here I promise. We can go stay with your grandparents in Italy," her mother told her while sobbing, Kiera nods her head knowing they all needed to get away. "Will come back to America one day" Keira told her mother, who nodded her head in agreement "just for a while," her mother repeated still clinging to her daughter for support.

Present Time
          Keira stood in front of her new house holding a box of her things; they had come back to America after 4 years of being away. They didn't move back to the same city but they did live an hour and half from their orignal home. Two of her younger siblings ran past her into the house with their bags. "What do you think Keira," her mother asked as Keira noticed the neighborhood seemed quiet and homey like. "Seems fine," Keira said her voice never showing any emotion causing her mother to sigh "come on," she told her daughter.
          Keira lingered a bit longer before going into the house after her mother. Keira didn't really want to come back to America she had enjoyed living in Italy, France, and England. But her mother wanted to and they had no real choice in the matter anyways. The only thing Keira hoped for now was to have a boring life but what she didn't know was that her life wasn't ever going to be boring.