“Hey Summer I’m home!” Marie yelled as she walked into the house she shared with summer. Casually throwing her new rifle on the counter, bending over to take off her shoes,”Summer? You home?”She yelled again as she didn’t receive a response,”Must be out and about.”She thought as she emptied her pockets of her keys, cigarettes and phone. Setting the contents on the counter as well she walked up the stair to the shower, not hearing her phone go off.
Half an hour later, Marie emerged from the bathroom,her blood red hair still wet. She looked around the living room and frowned,”Where the hell is she, did she go on vacation again and not tell me?”She muttered as she walked to the counter to get her phone and call Summer. Opening it, she tilted her head seeing she had a new message from an unknown number,”The hell?”She mumbled as she opened the message,
‘You are receiving this message due to recent interactions with the freelance superheroine known as Naienko, aka Summer Rainault. This individual has gone missing. You are hereby requested to join in the search for her.’
Marie’s eyes narrowed as she growled at her phone, setting it down to keep her from smashing it. Her friend, her sister was missing and she had no clue. It felt as though her heart was breaking along with the marble of the counter as she punched it, her pain and anger shattering the stone and bringing blood from her hand.Without another thought, she turned to run up the stairs to her room, changing into her black pants and halfshirt, before opening her closest and pushing back the clothes. Popping off a wooden panel she put in to hide her guns, so she wouldn’t upset Summer. Grabbing her knives and two black pistols she closed the door to her closet and quickly put on her boots and grabbed her phone, keys, rifle and cigarettes and opened the front door,”Where are you Summer?”She thought before closing the door.