Kayla Curry at home with her son.
A woman with a broken heart battles against a big corporation that seeks to control mankind in the new book Obsidian, written by North Platte’s Kayla Curry. Curry is a mother of two children and a 2006 graduate of North Platte High School.
She said she gets ideas for stories from random thoughts and places, plus crazy dreams.
Curry has enjoyed writing since high school, when she worked three years for the Bulldogger, the student newspaper. Her creative streak drove her to write fiction -- mostly short stories -- in her spare time.
Eventually, a dream came to her and the story of Obsidian was born. The short story grew into the novel in about six months, and is now “begging to become a five-book series,” she says.
Curry said book two is already written.
Plot, Book 1
Heronine Ava Tanne discovers her new love, Tom, is responsible for a viral attack on satellites orbiting the earth. Tom works for a vampire-run corporation, Psytech, which created a technology-depriving virus.
After a stint of captivity with Tom, Ava escapes and avoids becoming a vampire herself, but finds that her heart still aches for her former lover.
As Ava and her friends reach the mainland, they make new friends, but it’s a challenging time. One new friend turns out to be a vampire, and, Ava’s fear of fruitless romance prevents her from acting on her feelings for a new man in her life, Jesse.
But as she grows, she learns more about herself, truly falls in love, and sets out to battle Tom and his army. Ava finds strength to seek revenge on the man vampire behind so much of her pain.
Curry gives credit to her mother, Laura Dugger, for much support in her life and career. Her husband and his family are also an amazing support system along with friends who got a sneak peek at Obsidian and siblings who brag about their older sister to their friends.
In her free time, Kayla likes arts and crafts – and dabbles in knife throwing.
Tom was standing outside, waiting for her. When Ava neared him, she could see his smile as it changed from happy to see her to his sly grin he used so often.
“Ava, I’m so glad you made it. Come on in, we’re discussing the companies’ new direction right now,” Tom said as he motioned for her to enter.
Ava wondered why they were discussing it out in the warehouse instead of the comfort of the office. As she crossed the threshold, she saw the group of men that had come to buy Herrick-Peyton — and succeeded. They were all gathered around a table with a laptop on it. Ava wasn’t sure why, it’s not like it could possibly work. But when she neared the table she saw that it was working and was connected to a live stream of some sort. On the screen, there was another business-looking man talking via video chat, and the laptop had a strange device connected to it. It looked like a flash drive, but much smaller.
“How did you get it to work?” Ava asked Tom, her eyes wide with surprise and confusion.
“Ava, we are the most technologically advanced company in the world. What good would we be if we couldn’t figure out something so simple?”
“But, why haven’t you told anyone that you have a solution?” she asked, still confused about what she was seeing.
“Because, sweet Ava, we caused it,” Tom said with a chuckle, as if it should have been obvious to her.
Ava was shocked, it made sense now; of course they caused it. They had so many experts that they were the most capable of doing something like this. “Why?” Ava asked, feeling a bit betrayed. He’d obviously known from the beginning and even before.
“In this day and age, technology is power. If you control technology, you control the world. Psytech has been planning this for a very long time and we are glad you’ve decided to join us. Now you can share the power.”
“I don’t think this is right Tom, how could you do this?”
“Ava, our kind has been waiting for power like this for centuries now, and you joining us in this great expedition will make us even stronger,” Tom explained.
“Our kind? I’m not in the corporate game, and I’m not sure I want to be in your company anymore. You are not the person I thought you were.” Ava turned to walk out of the warehouse, but Tom moved to block her way.
“You know very little of me, but soon, it will all make sense. When I said ‘our kind,’ I meant me—and my associates. You are not yet one of us, but we can make you like us, and once you are, you’ll want the power. The need for it will grow within you.”
The men in suits had finished their video chat and turned to Ava and Tom. “You can’t take away technology. What is the point? Turning everything back to the Middle Ages is just cruel, you’ll have no control over anyone, and they will run wild.”
“We don’t intend to turn the world to turmoil like that—at least, not for long. We do intend to control everyone. In the end, everyone will make a choice; either submit to us or live without the luxuries.”
“Submit? I don’t understand. What is it you need from us?”
“Not from you, my dear, no. I want you to be with us. I want you on the side of power, with me. The need we have is from those who will become like slaves to us.”
“Slaves? You want everyone to work for free in return for technology?”
Tom and the other men laughed. Then, he showed his sly grin, once again, only this time he showed something more . . . fangs.
Dead serious ambition
Ava’s mind raced. What on earth did she just see? Was it real? Was it even possible? Could he really be a . . . vampire? She could hardly even think it. It seemed so absurd. Then she looked around the room and realized they were all vampires, showing their fangs like they did in the movies. Ava’s heart beat faster, she prayed for it to slow down so she could get up the courage to get out of the warehouse, but she was frozen, her feet wouldn’t move.
She quickly tried to use her breathing to steady her heart and then slowly backed away towards the door. Tom could see what she was doing and walked towards her slowly, but faster than she was backing toward the door.
“My, you connect the dots very quickly don’t you?” he said, showing his fangs once more.
“What are you? You can’t be a . . .”
“Vampire? Yes, I can be, and you can be too.” Tom circled her, but kept a little distance between them, he was like a shark, circling and getting closer with every rotation.
“You see, we’re going to use technology to get the blood we need from humans. Their donations will ensure that their lives keep going relatively normal.”
He was very close to her now, and she was starting to panic. She stumbled over the words to say. “But—you were out in the sunlight; all the legends say you can’t go into the sun.”
“Oh, Ava, those legends are spread by us; to make humans think they are safe. We exaggerate things so that it seems we can’t possibly exist,” he was going for her hand now; she was frozen at the thought of him touching her. He held it very gently, just as he had before. He pulled her further into the warehouse, toward the other vampires. She knew she had to distract him, he wanted her to be one of them and she couldn’t let that happen.
“But the time of hiding and keeping our secret will soon come to an end!” he shouted to the room full of vampires, as they all clapped.
“So, when you said you’d been working for this company for what seemed like a hundred years . . .”
“I meant it,” he finished for her. Ava looked around for a way to escape. She saw a ladder reaching up toward the upper level of the warehouse only ten feet away. She remembered that she had a pocketknife in her purse.
“Enough stalling, Ava, we must do this now. Trust me; it is our side you want to be on. You don’t want to be a slave to us. He motioned for one of the men to bring a chair. “You may want to sit down for this. At first, you will be weak, but when we get some blood in you, you’ll be stronger than you’ve ever imagined.”
Ava sat down on the swivel chair, but only because Tom was so close that he towered over her. He turned around for a moment, to address his associates. “And so begins a new era for the vampires, an era of prosperity.” When he turned back, Ava was waiting with her knife. His fangs came at her as she flipped open the knife and stabbed him in the chest. She turned in the chair and dashed for the ladder. She climbed, not looking down.
First published in the Nov. 14 print edition of the North Platte Bulletin.