Left unsaid to the man was that Kara's memory had not returned fully.  The only sliver of what she knew about herself was a small vision of mother's face..the woman, small, but powerfully built as Kara sat on the bed beside her as she lay dying.  "Kara...I have kept the truth from you..for your own safety...you are a hunter...remember that...there will be beings that seek you out for the power that is part of your being..you are a like a pleasure drug to them but only if you allow yourself to be broken to the point of surrender..do not surrender your being to them..pain can be your friend...pleasure can be friend...but the mix of the two can be deadly for you..it can break your will...stay strong.."<br/><br/>Fighting with a skill and power that Kara did not know she had, bodies were thrown everywhere as she fought her way back up the stairs, having almost reached the top.  Her breasts heaving and straining against the tight blouse that was ripped and torn in places that allowed her bra to easily seen through the gaps in the shredded material..  Suddenly,  she felt something slip around her waist and tighten suddenly which brought a look of surprise and shock to her face.."NOOOO..."  and slowly, she continued to fight and struggle against the pull backwards into the room.  It was then she felt the cold liquid soaking through the material from the tentacle that encricled her stomach and some directly onto the muscles of her smooth skin.  Grabbing a nearby young lady,  she lifted her high over her head as the the thing squeezed down tightly on her abs and tossed the woman head first at what she calculated was the center of the beast...