Echo System [part 1]

A/N: For my friend; because she bid me to write it.

Karolina - along with the plot we discussed, I also made your alter-ego character a badass. She doesn't smoke though... Also, I'm sorry that this is all I have so far, I'm looking to get the first chapter done over the weekend/next week. ^_^

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I'm sorry for the times
I killed your dreams
I'm sorry but I leave you here

- Here To Stay

Prologue

Next Stop, Atro City.

“Ms. Bak?”
Karolina's eyes shot open, and she instantly witnessed the silhouettes of two men stood above her. They had invaded the quite sanctity of her cell-like room, and already covered the window which was situated on the wall opposite the door.
“We need you to come with us.”
Trepidation ran through her entire body - what was the reason for all this secrecy. “Why?” Was all she answered.
“We’ll explain everything to you later, but we need your cooperation.” The tattooed man on the left was the one who answered her, he took a step towards her on the bed where she lay, but she recoiled away from him. She jumped from the furniture to back against the wall slowly, grabbing the torch from the bedside table instinctively. In all the movement, the sleeves on her shirt had ridden up her arm slightly, and the branded number on her wrist was easily visible, and the man who had been silent for the past few moments was the one who noticed it. He spoke a few words in a language she didn't understand, all the while pointing toward the scar.
“Enjoying the view?” Karolina retorted after a few moments of silence. She took a second to analyse the men who were keeping her temporarily captive. The man who usually spoke, on the left had both arms tattooed fiercely. Brilliantly drawn claw marks one one side, the snarling face of a wolf on the other. He also hailed a small, black haired mohawk and several piercings in his right eyebrow. The one on the right, however, only shared two similarities with his comrade - the smart grey waistcoats they wore, and the initials WOLF on the right side of their necks.
“Look, Ms. Bak. You can come ride in the car with us, or you can ride behind it. Your choice.” The tattooed monster answered in a disgruntled tone. Karolina weighed her odds; there was no way she could fight off even one of these men alone. A deep growling noise formed in the back of her throat, but only lasted a few seconds.
“There better be alcohol.” She murmured, glaring at the man who had spoken to her, then made her way forward and out of the room. Following the men while they walked, her dark eyes narrowing every time they glanced back at her.