@Isis_Liafador Waking up in a slumber surrounded by multiple strangers, she felt nauseated; her body lacked energy. The light caused her eyes a great deal of pain. Red swelled in her cheeks as the copious amounts of alcohol left her somewhat tipsy. Realizing what transpired while she was”Gone” she braced herself against the back of her bed trembling with fear.
A subtle knock on the door caused her head to jerk up, not wanting to wake any of the naked men from their slumber Cat purposely stayed on the bed, covering herself with the sheet. The knock grew more powerful this time waking the men up.
One of the men opened the door only to have his head removed by El Dorado, a golden blade carried only by one person; her father. “Dad?!” she called out to him from across the room.
“Isis, I found here, come retrieve her, I have a mess to clean up.”
Her time on Earth was growing shorter and shorter; soon she’d be rehashed as another form of destruction. Fear had run its course next time it was famine; Catalina’s presence was growing strength inside the vessel they shared. Even as she was propped over a table while some random guy had his way with her; she continued to fight the Liafador Legacy.”