[COLOR=DarkRed][B][Praia do Joa (or tourists call it Joatinga Beach), on the edge of Rio de Janeiro:][/B]
[I]Images of the past ran through her calmed mind: battles and power struggles, peace and prosperity, country towns and city streets, rainforest dwindling then healing again. She felt the wind, heard the water and absorbed them into herself? then the images shifted sharply and a red tiger filled her mind?[/I]
[B]?Karizmasophie! Vindo aqui, agora!?[/B]
[B]?Ay!? [/B] Her eyes flew open and she brushed her long dark hair from her face. Turning, she looked at the clock. She was late. Kariz clapped her hands together and the candles in the semi-circle around her went out. She stood and ran down the stairs, her bare feet slapping against the wood. Her Grandmother (her avó) sat in the open sun filled kitchen, shaking her head at her.
[B]?Menina louca! Do you really plan to train dressed in that fashion??[/B]
Kariz looked down at her cloths. She had a white tank top and loose sand colored beach pants that tied with the string around her waist. A raw ruby amulet hung off a thin piece of leather just under the hollow of her throat.
[B]?Que? This is fine.?[/B] She went over to the coffee pot
[B]?The coffee is cold. If you had come down with everyone else it would still be warm.?[/B]
Kariz shook her head and poured a mug. [B]?I was meditating. I can only do that successfully when my ruidosamente brothers are out? [/B] She held the mug tight in both hands until steam rose from the top. She grinned and went to sit next to her grandmother.
She looked over at Kariz?s mug and tisked [B]?Still, it?s no excuse. You should have started by now; you?ll want to do other things later.?[/B]
[B]?Ay! I will do extra chores to make up for it, ok Avó??[/B]
The sound of pounding feet came up the porch and burst into the kitchen, knocking Kariz?s chair over. She glared up at her younger brothers, Anthonio and Estevez, who stopped and turned, smirking at her.
[B]?Whoops, sorry Kariz? [/B]
[B]?Yeah, maybe next time you should watch where you?re going, you could seriously injure a guy with a chair like that, muito perigoso.? [/B] They laughed, leaning on the walls for support.
[B]?Está isso correto?? [/B] She picked herself up, and put the chair back. [B]?Honestly, I think I?m far more dangerous than that chair.? [/B] She started to walk toward them.
The boys ran from the room, tripping over rugs, skidding out the backdoor onto the porch. Kariz tackled Estevez down from behind; he hit the porch with a thud.
Anthonio doubled back and dove at her, taking her off the other, and rolling her to the other end. They wrestled for a bit, until Kariz got a shot in that cracked when it hit his arm. He groaned and pled for mercy and she laughed, standing, brushing her hair back.
Estevez grabbed her from behind and she stomped his foot. As she turned he punched her in the sholder, but it glanced off. Kariz swept his legs with a good hard kick and he stumbled, leaning on the porch rail.
A loud yell took their attention.
[B]?Pai, what?s wrong??[/B] she asked her father as she rushed into the living room.
[B]?Look!?[/B]
Kariz stood with her grandmother and brothers, gaping at the TV in shock.
[B]
?Vladimir Punto, Prime Minister of Russia; Korean leader, Lee Wan-Yong; and The President of the United States of America, George W. Bush, along with everyone in the ENTIRE White House has been brutally murdered. These high-level assassinations are an unprecedented act of terrorism. We urge the public not to panic. Details at this time are few and varied. We will keep you updated on changes throughout the day??[/B]
[I]Kariz stared through the set. She had trained her powers for 8 years, weighting for some kind of sign as to why they were given to her. [/I]
[B]?Well, that?s one hell of a sign?[/B][/COLOR]