Her Past

"Jazz, how's she doing?" Marc practically skipped into the room.

"She should be waking up soon, the medic treated her wounds and she's good as new." Jazz stared at the child inside the medical tube, wondering how a Pasefien possibly got injured on a low-level planet like 2D4.

"We're making it seem like we picked up an Ayeri child on 2D4, that way we won't be under suspicion when we come to port with a child that isn't ours." Cass sat next to Jazz as she checked over the health report.

While the crew spoke about what they should do next the girl started to wake up.

'Why is it so noisy? Can't I ever sleep in peace?' She was quite annoyed, barely awake, and still tired.

"Could you please just shut the #^'# up?!" Not able to put up with the sound of people talking anymore she shouted at them.

"Oh shit…" She opened her eyes, a woman with light brown hair and gray eyes was staring at her.

Across was an older man, approximately in his thirties, with the same brown hair and gray eyes. Finally, behind them was a Cyber. His purple and silver colors glaring against the light.

'How the hell are humans in a spaceship? Last I checked Earth didn't have space capabilities, partially why I was stuck on that backwater planet to begin with… Oh hell NO, why is a Cyber with the humans?!'

As she panicked, she took stock of her situation. The man in front of her was what her childhood friend had described as more machine than animal, more than 70% comprised of technology that made the Evri tech world look barbaric, and 30% unknown organic material.

He looked like a silver/purple mesh of technology and rubber. The only slightly humanoid thing being his face. The two humans looked normal, but the fact that they were with a Cyber freaked her out.

"Don't worry darling, we won't hurt you. My name is Cassandra, you can call me Cass, this is Marc, my brother, and Jazz, who is a complete dear once you get past the purple and silver exterior." Cass chuckled lightly as she introduced Jazz, knowing that most people were wary of his race.

"My name's Annabelle. Why are you on a spaceship with a Cyber? Humans should be on the no contact list."

"That was 50,000 years ago Annabelle, how long have you been on Earth?" Marc was confused. How could a Pasefien not know what was happening in the galaxy.

They were like all-knowing, snap your fingers and it shall happen freaks of nature. The last known Pasefien had annihilated an armada that was going to declare war on a peaceful group of planets.

"It's 4050, yesterday was September 28, 4050. I don't know what the hell happened to Earth while I was asleep, but there's no way I napped through the apocalypse and then 50,000 years!"

'This dude is insane, it's not possible. '

"Annabelle, it's 54050 on the old human calendar. You've been sleeping on 2D4 since it was abandoned." Jazz spoke from the side, trying to get the youngling to come to her senses.

"Sometimes Pasefien adolescents will cocoon themselves in a layer of energy in order to survive catastrophic events, there have been reported incidences of them staying like that for long periods of time."

"Afterwards they will feel tired, weak, and be unable to use their powers fully for however long it takes them to recuperate."

"It's possible that unconsciously you understood what was going to happen and your ability took over in order to shield you, which would have been difficult since Earth has a type of dampening effect on abilities of any type."

After a few seconds Annabelle spoke up.

"Could I please have some time alone?" Annabelle was looking straight at Marc, not seeing him at all, eyes glazed over.

"Of course."

Annabelle waited till they had left before crumpling in on herself and sobbing uncontrollably. 'Why, why, why!' Her mind took her back to Pasef, before her father had sent her to Earth.

(Flashback)

People were running through the streets, trying to escape their deranged loved ones.

To the left a young couple fought until the woman fell. Her heart missing held in the hand of her lover.

As she fell the man came to his senses. Only to lose his mind again, this time in grief. Wailing as he held her in his arms. Slowly building up energy till he imploded, destroying them both.

A mother backed her child into a corner. Killing him easily before going off to find another living being.

No one knew what had happened, everything had been normal. Until random citizens started becoming raging beasts, trying to kill everyone they could find. Sometimes fighting with other crazed individuals.

Her mother was fighting her father while she and her siblings hid in a dark corner of the room. Frightened out of their wits, just wishing things would return to normal.

"Please Emmy, please snap out of it!" Her father called to her mother, pleading for his wife to come back to them.

Tears streaming down his face as he used his powers to cancel the out of control magic, she was letting fly. "Think of the kids, think of Annabelle, Cyrus, and Rasta! PLEASE!"

"Mommy please wake up! Please stop trying to hurt daddy! MOMMY!!!" Rasta was screaming.

Annabelle held onto her baby brother. Kissing the top of his head as she cried quietly. Holding Cyrus's hand firmly as she tried to hide her brothers from the outside world.