#kenna commissions

[makenna-made-this]

BAWKmission for @inkedbantam of the lovely bearded lady, Zelda~

I'm still offering these fun little bird doodles for anyone who wants to see their bird BAWK-o-fied~ Proceeds go to helping me pay my bills and further spoiling of my already spoiled chickens<3 Links and commission info in pinned post

#BAWKmissions #kenna commissions #makenna made a thing #chickens #tiny fluffy dinosaurs #the BEST animals #chickenblr #birdblr #bird art #pet chicken #pet bird #commissions #commissions open #art #artblr #artists of tumblr #small artist #doodle #sketch #easter egger #i am but a humble artist trying to support my insatiable bird children #it's miss zelda!!! #i love her #thank you again for letting me draw your beardy girl

[kennabeth]

I commissioned @littlestpersimmon to draw my favorite character ever, dustfinger from inkheart, and I have not stopped staring in actual awe since he finished it. my coworkers can vouch that I cried in public over seeing it for the first time lol.

#i WILL be commissioning again if i can nab a slot once my car stops bleeding me dry #please follow him im sure youve seen me say so already but hes my favorite artist ever #agonizing over whether i want next time to be more inkworld characters or one of my ocs #if yall know tanith or izumi how killer would they be in his style #inkheart #says kenna #dustfinger

[fictionalsownme]

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS 💞

SKETCH $10 - COLORED $20 - RENDERED $30

Hi everyone! Unfortunately times have gotten very tough the last few weeks, I'm in the process of moving right now and things will be better once that's done but resources are running very thin until we can get there ;v; I'll explain in more detail under the cut for anyone who wants to know or is curious, but I'm not here to trauma dump or guilt trip or anything 💞 I also want to say that I know times are incredibly tough on everyone right now, so if you can't support, please don't feel bad! 💞

I'm gonna keep it super cut and dry so no matter what you want, if it's a sketch it's $10 total, if you'd like it colored it's $20 total, and if you'd like it rendered it's $30 total. Can be fanart, OC, self insert, anything you want! If you want an extra character we'll just take the base price and multiply it by the number of characters :) prices are negotiable, especially if doing multiple characters!! And if you want to support but can't afford $10, just let me know! Any little bit helps, I'd love to do a little doodle for you or something like that :)

Payment is through venmo, kofi, or paypal! Please DM if you're interested, thanks for reading :)

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So yeah to kind of explain what's going on, I moved out of my parents place two years ago, and recently we realized that we just can't afford it anymore, so we're moving back in :) we're actually very excited about it, I have a wonderful relationship with my family and it'll be a great opportunity to save money and set up our futures a little bit!

The problem came up when my dog got sick. She's a nine year old pitbull mix, we've had her for five years now. She is the absolute sweetest girl in the whole world, and we found out this last month that she has heart failure. I won't keep you on the edge of your seat, she is doing much much better now. But it took lots of expensive tests, medications, and even an emergency vet visit at 2am to get her back to this point. You can probably imagine that considering we were already running out of money to the point that we have to move back home, these unexpected expenses have completely crippled us financially. We're very lucky that she's doing better, since there were a lot of treatments she would've benefited from that we just couldn't afford.

Now, all we need to do it make it through the next five weeks paying rent and utilities and groceries and stuff-- and we'll be pretty much home free, including being able to afford more treatments for her. So yeah! Commissions will hopefully help us across that finish line. Thanks again for reading :)

ps, this is my dog. her name is Asia :)))

#kenna draws #kenna talks #commissions #emergency commissions #emergency commisions open #art commissions #fan art commissions #fanart commissions #thanks for reading 💞

[mamacat1409]

☆ My Art Commission ☆

Painted by IG @/ayykomiko_19

Kenna Rys

Book: The Crown & The Flame

Original character belongs to: @playchoices

#the crown and the flame #kenna rys #pixelberry #pixelberry studios #play choices #choices the stories you play #choices #choices tcatf #visual novel #interactive story #interactive games #choices fanart #choices fandom #chibi style #chibi art #fanart commissions #paid commission

[kittiofdoom]

So I made Ava and Kenna in the sims and you know what it went better than I anticipated haha.

#oc; kenna #oc; avery beckett #now i can start getting commissions whoops #kenna's hair should be whiter but i cba to custom make a mod rn i've been doing this for hours lmao

[kantraels]

i wanna draw all my rejects sleeping in a big cuddle pile.........

#or idk commission it but I have no money #like ideally I would be commissioning everybody sob.emoji i NEED to see zed drawn in 50 thousand #different art styles #kenna has briefly dethroned it as the fav but I'm sure it'll start eating my brain again shortly #text post #people with open commissions boundless patience and willingness to draw sad wet rats [savant voice] COME TO ME

[icanmakewords]

Incredible. Brilliant. Show stopping. Talented

Am I describing @somewillwin , or the incredible Queen Kenna Rys?

The world may never know 🤭

Thank you for the amazing amazing commission, and the amount of care and detail that went into this!

#kenna rys #the crown and the flame

[chouettecrivaine]

kenna my beloved........ for the finish your fics saturday thing.... may I be a little crazy and request both the fics about sparkle and lyney <3 ily

omg my beloved......my boobear hello.......anything for u 🥰 I'll start with the sparkle fic!

Sparkle was used to flimsy desire. The things that sparked her attention lost it just as quickly. She wasn't used to being enthralled so thoroughly, much less by something she couldn't attain. Sparkle knew she was a woman of taste, though, and she trusted that her enrapture was well founded.

Unfortunately, such trustworthy taste didn't seem to have blessed you as it had her.

So idk what to say about this without giving it all away BUT i can say thaf Sparkle is a lot of fun to write teehee. I just love giving characters who arent attached to anything something to be attached to that doesnt want to be attached to them in return <3

And Lyney !

You gave your best attempt at a smile - the one that Capucine always said looked more like a grimace or a disgruntled cat - and nodded. Katherine mimicked the movement, flipping through the pages of her ledger to tally up your commission rewards. You let out a breath and leaned against the guild's counter while you waited. The last rays of the afternoon sun warmed the back of your head as it slipped beneath the court walls. With the image of it slowly sinking, your head began to do the same until you were resting it on your arms.

This is the first snippet I've written in a hot second for this fic because I just needed a break. Teehee. But im actually really interested in writing a reader thats a member of the Adventurer's guild? I'm realizing? Actually i dont think it's explored ENOUGH in game what it means to be an adventurer. Expect more adventurer readers in the future because this is FUN

Thank u my love for having my back always owo

#🤍 libra ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{mutuals} #💬 taurus ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+{asks} #★~ dulcesia

[kelkilou]

Kofi Classic for @centaurworks !   Kenna wielding her flaming sword - Thank you so much!   ☕️❤️    

 ☕ https://ko-fi.com/kelkilou/commissions ☕      

#others ocs #kofi #kofi commission #commission

[carpisuns]

ask game if ur still doing it. 😅… :)?

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

there’s a scene of tell me something i don’t know where they kiss through cling wrap like on pushing daisies dhsjsks it’s so tacky and I’m embarrassed of it lol. maybe if it were purely silly crack it would be ok but I was treating it semi-seriously but also trying to make it clear that I knew how stupid it was and just. woof 😂 actually I keep forgetting that I even commissioned art of it from @kenna-nor!! she did an amazing job but possibly was also embarrassed to have drawn it and therefore never posted it lmao. i need to put it in the fic. but also that’s drawing attention to the most stupid and embarrassing thing I’ve ever written 😭😂

I’m also kind of embarrassed of my fic it’s a small world bc it’s 400% self-indulgent disneyland garbage with writing that’s not strong enough to justify the cringe if it being 400% self-indulgent disneyland garbage lmao. and it was for the writer zine which deserved something better than that 😂

Thanks for the question!

#anon #ask #ask game

[kennacore]

Hey there!!! My name is Kenna, I use they/her pronouns. Welcome to my silly little Tumblr. Here I will sometimes write fics/headcanons, draw goofy little things, make icons, etc!! My content is always based around my variety of interests, which are listed below.

Some of my interests are: Pokémon, Undertale, Deltarune, Spongebob, Earthbound/Mother, FNAF, Fortnite, GTA V, SDV, Crush Crush, Smiling Friends, Panty And Stocking, We Happy Few, Kirby, Mario Bros, Animal Crossing, Hxh, Demon Slayer, Eddsworld, YFM, Clone High, Serial Experiments Lain, Bugsnax, Futurama, Inside Job, etc!

I don’t take writing requests as of right now, since I don’t write fanfiction all that much anyways. I’m willing to take icon requests occasionally though!

thanks for reading! hope you like my acc <3

COMMISSIONS ARE; OPEN! Info is down below!! :3

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other socials;

• tiktok: .dorkycos

• twitter: .kennacore

#commission #commissions #lgbtq #mario bros #animal crossing #commissions open

[makenna-made-this]

A lovely little BAWKmission i had the pleasure of doing for someone's cheeky little mischief making hen, Athena~

$12 BAWKmission slots still available! Links to kofi and email in pinned commission post, or DM for details~

#BAWKmissions #kenna commissions #this was so fun #other people's chickens #makenna mad a thing #chickens #tiny fluffy dinosaurs #the BEST animals #chickenblr #birdblr #birds #pet bird #pet chicken #commissions open #artists on tumblr #artblr #support small artists #help me pay my bills #and feed my spoiled spoiled chickens #art commission #if any commissioner ever wants to be tagged directly on these lemme know #by default i generally don't put people on blast

[kennabeth]

my hope is that one day looking through my blog is like going to an exhibit of all the paintings commissioned by a 16th century noble of his beloved beautiful wife who died in childbirth except for dustfinger

#need to keep being insane while i live with my family and pay almost no rent so im eternally on the lookout for people with open commissions #says kenna #dustfinger should die of childbirth next he hasnt tried that yet

[fictionalsownme]

✿ hiya! I'm kenna | she/her | 22 (i'm a gemini ;))

✿ my most active fandom is MHA (hawks come home the children miss you~ xoxo), but other favs are ATLA, DBH, JJK, Soul Eater, and ISWM.

✿ this is primarily an art blog (#kenna draws), but I write a bit too (#kenna writes)!

✿ I saw someone online say "I did this for myself but you can see too if you want!" and I couldn't agree more :)) this is self-indulgence central over here, encouraging self-insert ocs and cringey-fun content since day one B)

✿ feel free to reach out for a chat anytime!

here's some links!

💞EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS OPEN💞

✿ fanfic masterlist ✿ (mostly hawks & x-reader stuff)

✿ art commissions info ✿ (starting at $10) (open)

✿ love letter commissions info ✿ (from characters, $5)(open)

✿ requesting rules ✿ (open)

✿ other socials ✿

ao3: TheMatriarch

twitter: @ fictionalsownme

#kennas navigation

[centaurworks]

Ornament Ballgown Chibis

Commissions Open I have a Ko-Fi Social Medias Characters (Kenna Flamber, Claudia Synderson, Michiko Hato) © @CentaurWorks     When getting ready for the Commission Sale, I wanted to offer the Ornament Ballgowns as chibis, given that I do enjoy working on Chibis and want to use these for other elements. I ended up doing 3 different poses because I thought that would be so adorable. I ended up really liking how these three came out. But the background was what I love the most, as it came out so beautifully. I wanted to try out some brushes and make a wintery Aurora in the sky and I love how it came out!

#TGCArt #Art #Illustration #Artists On Tumblr #Christmas #Ornament #Gown #Dress #Ball #Festive #Snow #Winter #Aurora Borialis #Blue #Red #Yellow #art #art 2023 #digital art #digital artwork #artwork #CentaurWorks #OC #うちの子 #anime #anime style #anime art style #original character #オリキャラ #clip studios paint

[knifc]

Welcome to the End of the World. // kenna // v; 003

When Kenna wakes up from cryo sleep on Earth and finds the world is not how she left it.

The first thing Kenna thought as she began to come out from a deep sleep, was that she was freezing. The second was that she couldn’t breathe. After a moment of panic, she heard a pop, and she sucked in a breath of air. It was stale, dry, maybe a little bit dusty. But at least it was oxygen.

She slung her legs to the floor, and realized immediately her feet were bare. The tank top and shorts she was wearing also didn’t help with the cold. Besides that it was also dark. The room was illuminated by a few sparse blue lights, barely enough to see by, and it took a few minutes for Kenna’s eyes to adjust to the dark. When they finally did, the room looked familiar. She remembered being brought here, crawling into that cryopod to await her trial. She did not remember where they’d put her shoes.

The silence was disturbed when someone began banging on a nearby pod. “These old pods are pieces of shit.” In the dark, Kenna hadn’t realized there was anyone else awake. The man ran past her, and started prying at the lid. “Don’t just stand there, lady. Help me!”

Kenna shook herself out of it, and rushed over to join him. After a moment of pushing and pulling the lid popped free and the woman inside took in a deep breath. “What the fuck,” she sighed as she slid to her feet. “Where is everyone?”

Kenna realized for the first time that there were several other rows of cryopods, the rows closest to the doors were open. The last row was closed, and the lights were dark, but they weren’t empty. Kenna’s stomach churned at the thought, and she quickly looked away.

“Dunno,” the man said after a moment. “But we’ve been down here a while.” He walked away to grab something from one of the lab desks.

The other woman took it from his hand. “This article is dated from 2049,” she said. “My trial was supposed to be in 2045. They just...left us here?”

“So, it’s been, what? A Decade?” Kenna hedged. But as her eyes scanned the room, she already knew the answer. There was a thick layer of dust on everything, the air was stale as if the doors had been shut for a very long time. Even the pages of the old newspaper threatened to crumble under the others’ fingers.

“I think it’s been a lot longer than that,” the man told her gravely. “I’m Terry, by the way, but my friends called me Red.” The man’s hair meant there was no reason to ask for a story behind that one.

“Kenna,” she introduced. “Just Kenna.”

“Nice ink.” Red gestured to the stiletto knife tattoo on her forearm. She hadn’t had it long before she’d been arrested, maybe a year. It still was a surprise sometimes when she caught a glimpse of it. “House of Shadows, right?” Kenna nodded. “I did time back at New Rikers with a couple of those guys.” He paused for a moment, searching for the name. “Cal Malikov, that’s the one. There was another, Gavin or something? He didn’t talk much. Not sure he actually spoke English.”

Kenna recognized Cal’s name. Andrei Malikov’s son, the one who was still living at least. Or...well, maybe he wasn’t living anymore. The Shadows had taken her in when she’d had nothing. Her aunt had married one, and after Kenna’s parents died Marueen was the only family she had left. They hadn’t been able to stop the feds from taking her, but they had been able to give her a couple of years of freedom. Living on the lam wasn’t so bad when you had people to watch your back.

“I’m Maria,” the other woman whispered. She had that shell shocked expression on her face, and Kenna realized she was older than she’d first thought. “We, um, should look for supplies. It’s pretty clear this building is out of commission, the air isn’t circulating anymore. Oxygen is going to run out eventually.”

“Yeah, we should get moving,” Kenna agreed. “Find out what’s out there.”

“Those guys probably sacked the place when they woke up,” Red said, gesturing toward the empty pods. “But still, worth a look.”

A preliminary search turned up very little, and they searched for hours. The lab was huge, two floors and endless hallways, most of which were dark as night. Only the room they’d woken up in had any working lights, and those were still few and far between.

Red ran his fingers through his hair. “Maybe we should just go. There’s gotta be supplies and shit out there right?” Kenna shrugged. She wasn’t quite ready to think about the outside. They still didn’t know how long they’d been down here, or why they’d been left. There was no telling what was waiting for them on the other side of that door. “Fuck it, I’m going.”

“Okay,” Maria agreed. Kenna realized she was holding the newspaper again, but didn’t say anything about it. The three of them walked toward the door. Red gave them an encouraging grin, then pulled the door which led to the stairs wide open. Kenna began to follow, hesitantly, but Maria grabbed her wrist.

In the other room, Red had started climbing. They’d realized they were underground fairly quickly, so the only place to go was up. “Close the door,” Maria said quietly. Kenna turned to look at her with a frown. “Close it, Kenna!” Before she could, Maria pushed it shut. The seal around the door sucked back into place just as the screaming began.

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Three hours passed in silence. Maria found a few cans of soup and a box of stale crackers, and they split a can. Kenna was too hungry to care that it was cold, and probably expired. “Did you know that was going to happen?” Kenna asked.

“It was a hypothesis,” she hedged. “I could only think of a handful of things that would grind our justice system to a halt. Even after the Crash, they still loved to pack their prisons. Maybe even more than before.”

Kenna took another bite of cold soup before speaking. “So what does that mean for us? If we can’t go up there, we’ll die down here. You said it yourself, we’ll run out of oxygen, not to mention our dwindling food supply.”

Maria picked up the newspaper and sat it in front of Kenna. She looked at the open page for a moment before the words began to make sense. It was about an Eligius mission. Not the penal colony she’d been meant to go on, but a research trip with the goal of colonizing another planet. Because of course it was.

The article was celebrating the five year anniversary of the mission’s launch. They were too far out of the solar system for contact, but the journalist wanted to remind America that these scientists were going to save the human race. “Funny how they don’t point out that no one reading will be around to see that.”

“Keep reading,” Mari urged. Kenna continued on. It discussed the oil reserves on the planet they were hoping to send back, and the team who was leading the mission. Mari took the newspaper away, deciding Kenna was reading far too slow, and read it herself. “But the real hero is Becca Franco who gave these colonists everything they needed to succeed. Alpha orbits not one, but two suns, which means double the solar radiation. But Franco found a way to protect our scientists from that danger. Read more about the high tech serum, on our website…” Mari trailed off.

“God, journalism has gone down hill,” Mari muttered.

Kenna nodded her agreement. “Blame the corps. They bought everything after the Crash, even the press.”

“Don’t you mean they saved everything,” Mari joked. Kenna cracked a smile. “But you see, there’s a chance. That serum could protect us.”

“You think there’s some here?” Kenna asked. She glanced around the room as if would jump out at her. “This place is pretty trashed.”

“I don’t know, maybe the others got to it first. But this is an Eligius lab, I’d bet money that there was some stored here, whether or not it’s gone now.”

Kenna gave a grim nod. “Then I suppose we should go see what’s hiding in the dark.”

---

Four days passed with nothing. Maria rigged up a flashlight of sorts, and they took turns taking it down hallways. They marked each room they searched with an X, and checked them one after another. Kenna was growing hopeless, not to mention weak from lack of food. Or maybe oxygen. Or both.

It was on the fifth day that Kenna finally found a cooler. At least it had been a cooler. It was more of a warmer now. It was also mostly empty. There were a few empty crates, and a box full of used syringes. A delivery receipt cited Becca Franco, so she knew she was on the right track. Kenna was just about to call it quits when she found it. There it was, at the bottom buried under the over turned boxes and broken glass.

The vial was filled with black fluid. She shook it. It didn’t look like it’d gone off, and when she unscrewed the lid it smelt alright, all things considered. Not that she knew anything about crazy experimental serums and how they were supposed to age. She found a syringe that looked clean, and injected herself without a second thought.

Nothing happened. Kenna felt perfectly normal. There was only one way of knowing whether or not it worked, and she wasn’t too keen on rushing outside. Red’s screams still echoed in her mind. Besides, she had to find a vial for Maria. She searched for another hour, before moving to the next room, and the next. She was late returning, and their temporary light began flickering in her hand. “Tomorrow,” she vowed. “We’ll find one tomorrow.”

As the women ate their cold soup dinner, Kenna avoid all talk of the serum. She didn’t want to admit what she’d done, that she’d taken it without thinking. She hadn’t even been thinking of her own survival, she’d just been so excited to finally find it, it hadn’t crossed her mind to wait.

“What’re you in for?” Maria asked suddenly. They hadn’t had that talk yet. Kenna wasn’t exactly eager to dredge up the past. Ana still haunted her nightmares, and the guilt followed her everywhere. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“No, it’s alright,” Kenna assured her. “Um, officially, manslaughter plus kidnapping plus child neglect. But, it wasn’t...” She trailed off looking for the words. “I didn’t kill her, but I am the reason she’s dead. The Crains made sure I paid for it.”

“Oh, shit. The Crain kid, I heard about that on the news. Honestly her parents sounded fucking awful, poor girl.” Kenna nodded her agreement. “She was sick, right? They said you kidnapped her from their safety bubble, refused to bring her back. What really happened?”

“Ana wanted to see the city,” Kenna murmured. “I thought I’d give her that. But we went too far, and she got sick. I did try to take her back. She wouldn’t go, it was prison to her. So she died, because I made a mistake.

Maria put a hand on Kenna’s knee. “Hey, I know how it feels to fuck up for the right reason. You can’t carry that forever.”

“Why are you in?” Kenna asked, changing the subject.

Maria went silent. “I killed my husband.” Kenna could tell Maria didn’t want to say more, but after a long time, she did. “We got married before the Crash. We were young, we had a good few years. Then we lost everything, and Kyle lost himself. He was angry, bitter. He blamed everyone, took out his rage on whoever he could. More often than not, that was me. One time, it was our son. I don’t remember what happened, but when I was sitting in that interrogation room I was wearing someone else’s clothes. Mine were evidence. And I never saw Daniel again, they tried to arrange a visit, before they sent me here. But he refused to see me, he was scared of me. We were going to try again before the trial.”

“But the trial never came,” Kenna whispered. “Maria, I’m so sorry.”

Maria forced a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m moving on. You know, I think I saw a box of snack cakes on top of the cabinet. I can’t reach it, even with a chair, but you’re tall.”

“Oh god, I could kill for some sugar right now.”

Kenna followed Maria into the break room, and dragged a chair over to the cabinet. Sure enough there was a box of Little Debbies. Whoever had put them there had not wanted them to be found, they were so far back against the wall even Kenna could barely touch them. “Just a little bit further.” Kenna leaned in, and the chair slipped. She crashed to the ground, scraping against the cabinets and the counter as she went. “Fuck,” she groaned. “I’m gonna be so sore tomorrow.”

“You found it,” Maria whispered. It took Kenna a moment to realize what she meant. The brunette looked down at her hands, they were bleeding, so was her knee. But the blood was no longer red, it was black.

“Maria, I-” Before Kenna could finish, Maria took a step back into the main room. She paced. “I was going to tell you. I just hoped I could find another vial first. I wasn’t thinking, there was only one and I just...did it.”

“Just, leave me alone, Kenna. I need to...I need to think.”

Kenna nodded, and let Maria go. She sat back down, in their spot, and leaned her head against the wall, and eventually fell asleep.

---

“I promise you, I’ll come back. I’ll find food, whatever I can. Help hopefully.” Kenna sighed. “I’m not going to leave you here to die, Maria.”

Maria gave her a soft smile. After the initial shock, Maria had calmed down. She’d been understanding, and she was trying to be optimistic. If there was one vial, surely there were more. They would look together, but first they needed food.

Kenna hugged Maria tightly. Though it had been just over a week, she felt like they were old friends. There was something about being the only two people on the planet to experience this that bonded you. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Be safe, Kenna.”

Maria walked Kenna to the door, and closed it behind her. Kenna made her way toward the steps. Red’s body lay on the first landing. He was twisted at an unnatural angle, apparently he’d fallen down the stairs. The door at the top was closed, but barely.

The first thing she noticed outside was the bones of two others in the sand. She wondered if any of the other pods had made it, if they’d found the vials and known what to do with them. If there were more out there like her.

The second thing she noticed was that the sand went past the entry way. It covered the whole area, as far as she could see. There would be no food here, at least not for miles. But Kenna wasn’t going to give up. If this desert ended, she would find the other side.

She went back inside and took the coat Red had been wearing, and his shoes. They were both too big, but it was better than nothing. She tried not to look at the blisters on his skin.

Then she ventured into the desert. It took three days of near endless hiking before she saw trees. Kenna broke into a sprint, and collapsed amongst the shade. Her skin was burnt, but from the sun, not the radiation. But as much as she wanted to rest, she was starving, and she had to get back to Maria.

So she hunted. Poorly. But eventually she had meat, and berries that seemed to be non-toxic. She watched a rabbit eat them first. Even that took a day or two, she lost count of how long she’d been out of the bunker. Maria was running out of time, and there was no help to be found. She would have to try again next time.

Kenna steeled herself and walked back into the desert. She did not give herself the time to consider what was buried underneath the sand. That this had once been her city, her home. There would be time for that later. Now, like those colonists on their new planet, she had a mission to complete. She had to save lives.

The door came into view, finally. It felt like she’d been walking for ages. She pulled open the door, nearly tripped down the stairs. “Maria! I’m back, I’ve got food. It’s crazy out there, you won’t believe it.”

There was no response. She pushed open the door, assuming Maria was searching the rooms. She looked for the tell-tale sign of their shitty flashlight. It was so dark down here after days in the sun. Her feet hit something in the break room, and could barely make out the shape of it at her feet. Kenna dropped down, hands reaching out. And then she froze.

Her hands were tangled in Maria’s hair, and Maria was not moving. Kenna pressed two fingers to her friend’s neck. Nothing. Kenna collapsed on the ground like a deflated balloon. All those days in the desert, the only thing keeping her going was Maria. She was going to save Maria.

But she hadn’t. Just like she hadn’t saved Ana.

She wasn’t sure how long she sat there. A part of her didn’t want to move. She felt empty, broken. What was she supposed to do next? Where was she supposed to go? The world out there was gone, or at least what she remembered of it. Everyone she’d ever loved was dead.

Kenna looked at Maria again, her eyes were adjusting to the dark. She’d taken that vial, the only thing that could have truly saved Maria’s life, and she hadn’t even thought about what it meant. She didn’t even know if she wanted to live in a world like this.

But if she gave up, then Maria’s death meant nothing. And Kenna couldn’t allow that. So she stood up, she walked to the stairs, and she climbed.