*~Her Keeper~*

Dahkota Wells was running down the streets, navigating her way home. When she reached the door, she heard a faint 'pop!' It was her father. Blood was already trickling across the hardware floor, almost reaching her. Almost. On instinct, she ran upstairs and found a duffel bag and shoved most of her clothes and essentials along with all her money: $1580 shed stashed over her 15 years of life.
Then leaving home, she searches for a new purpose to her life.