The Majik: Kara's Story
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there with her daughters looking so confused.
Caya: What am I doing here?
Kara: You are going to Paris. I will help you.
She creates a big blast and shoots it at Caya and her daughters. They disappear.
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Epilogue
Kara and Poppy are standing outside the Zzynj mansion with Jack and the ghost of Erika.
Kara: Jack, I have something to tell you.
Jack turns to her.
Jack: What?
Kara takes a deep breath.
Kara: My name is not Lily and my sister’s name is not Lucy. Our names are Kara and…
Poppy: I’m Poppy!
Jack: You know what?
He moves closer to Kara.
Kara: What?
Jack: I really don’t care.
Jack leans in and kisses Kara.
One week later...
A knock sounds on Jack's door, resonating through the empty space.
He sits up in bed.
"Hello?" He asks.
It couldn't be Kara. She was still mad at him for some reason. That left Kara's seven-year-old sister, Poppy.
The door creaks open and sure enough, Poppy is standing there.
"Hi Poppy," Jack says standing up.
Poppy looks very nervous.
"What is it?" He asks walking over to her, opening his arms. He and Poppy had formed a kind of mutual trust since Kara had confined herself to her room last week after the battle with Caya and the second loss of her mother.
Poppy throws her little arms around Jack and he picks her up.
"Kara's gone crazy!" She bursts out.
Jack nearly drops Poppy.
"W-what?!" He manages to get out.
Poppy nods vigorously.
"Her eyes glowed orange, and fire was everywhere!!!!" Poppy says, her green eyes wide with horror.
Jack gently sets Poppy down.
"Where is she?"
"Outside," Poppy replies.
Jack rushes down the grand staircase and out the front door.
Kara stands in the center of a ring of blackened, burned, dead grass.
"Kara!" Jack calls, rushing towards her.
Kara turns to the sound of his voice. Her eyes look like flames as they bore into him. They shift back to dark, dark, brown with flecks of the flames in there. Trailing flames, Kara flies back into the house and slams and upstairs door and locks it.
"Kara!" Jack calls in vain after her, realizing she is long gone.