• Izabella sat in the car driveing down a long and empty country road. One hand on the wheel the other laied gently out the window. The wind blew her hair back as she drove the radio blareing a song that reminded her of what has been happing to them. She let out a sigh as she looked at the scar on her chest, just then the car started to make some wired sounds. She contuned to drive, thinking it was just because the car was old. A few moments later there was a loud pop and the car slowed down.

    Izabella slips on her sandles and steps out of the car. She adjusted her cut jean shorts and dusted her hands off on her green wife beater shirt. Pulling her long hair back into a pony tail she popped the hood. A bunch of steam came out. She moved back a bit and pulled out her cell phone and called Loki. As she waited for him to pick up she sat on the roof of the car. "Hell-." Loki said when he picked up. "I thought you fixed the car!" She yelled at him. "Did it blow up?" She looked at the phone before she replyed. "no..." she said a little confused. "Then I did fix it." Izabella crushed the phone in her hand. Loki looked at his phone and hung up. "I better go get her." he said laughing a bit.