Carson's head was pounding, [i]"What the hell is happening?"[/i] he thought to himself. Just then he heard the sound of flames coming to life, like when you turn on a blowtorch. Turning his head he idly heard "I can't die." from the girl, but that didn't register as much as the fire spiraling out of her arm. Putting his hands in front of him, Carson said "Holy shit! Are you ok? Do you need to go to the hospital?" It was amazing to Carson that she was coherent or showing any pain, maybe she was in shock? At his words the girls face curled in confusion, but otherwise she just pointed her hand at him and unleashed a great ball of flame. 

Using his reflexes Carson leapt out of the way but the resulting explosion flung him a little further than he wanted, landing face first into the pavement. Carson tasted blood shortly after and began to blindly search for something to protect himself, with the clack of high heeled shoes getting closer. The woman stepped up to Carson and said, "If its any consolation, I'm sorry." As flames collected in her hand once more Carson found something, a hunk of concrete broken off the sidewalk. Panicking, Carson absentmindedly filled the hunk of concrete with the energy from earlier and swung. Hitting the woman right on the temple and causing her head to explode. 

Shock filled Carson as he saw the body slump over, not because of the blood but because how could someone do that? Whatever this weird ass tattoo was it was bad. Shakily, Carson got up and limped back to his apartment before any other crazies showed up. He needed a drink.