[i] “Mom?!” A voice called out into the distance. “MOM!!!!” A blue haired sixteen year old girl ran through burning flames. A large sword on her back. “MOM!!!!!” Another screamed left her, desperate for a response but received nothing. The war on the planet turned into a massacre. Her mother had gone into hiding with the other older women and much to her father’s dislike; she joined the battle as well.

The planet was full of kind hearted people who were pushed into a war that they didn’t want by an invading alien group. Torture and massive destruction happened before the Metra race started to fight back, than the true power of the race came out and they prove themselves to be valiant warriors. The war had spanned on for three years before a large explosion took out most of the planet. People were in hiding, somehow in some way; Nikki survived and had been wondering around the planet looking for her family. Her father was dead, she had to watch him die; like a warrior, he went down fighting and she couldn’t be more proud of him. Since then she took up his sword and it hadn’t left her back except to kill some of the other aliens that had invaded and got in her way of tracking down her mom.

A few times, walking through the planet’s destruction, she shot off a flame with an alert looking for help, there is no way that she was the only one who survived. There had to have been others right? Like her mom and her mom’s friends that all went into hiding, the children who were supposed to be in hiding. Her friends and classmates who had chosen to hide from the war instead of try to win it. No one was emerging and she only had a few flares left she could use. 

The travels of the wounded and tired warrior took her to her home town which was still up in flames. She rose the gun and shot off another flare not paying attention to wear she was aiming and didn’t realize it bounced off of something high in the sky and exploded under it. She was too busy running into the town screaming at the top of her lungs. “MOM?! MOM!!!!!” Her voice echoed over the blazing fires until she ran towards the middle of the town square where the large water fountain sat and was the secret entrance to the safe house that everyone should have been hiding in. Her arrival to the fountain was a horrible sight. Bodies of her friends and her mom’s friends were scattered all over the ground and in the fountain which was pouring red… blood. The worst as at the top of the fountain; the sight of her mother’s small body strung up by her intestines, her deep brown eyes, matching her daughters were hide but her mouth was closed, as if accepting her own death but since she was the wife of the leader of the civilization the aliens were fighting, she had to be made an example of.

Horror filled Nikki’s brown eyes and as fell to her knees in front of the fountain of bodies and the hanging corpse of her beloved mother. At first the girl was silent in her black t-shirt and dark blue jeans and black light weight boots, than she leaned her head back, staring up at the starry sky and let out a scream of pain, throwing her hands out to each side, she threw well over two hundred pounds of pressure out of her hands and destroyed the standing structures around her. Nothing compared to the pain she felt that after she screamed she felt forward, hands on the ground crying uncontrollably.[/i]

An older version of the blue haired girl in the dream flung up from the cot she had rented with her last winnings of catching her bait. Her face and chest dripping in sweat; she placed her right hand on her forehead as she attempted to catch her breath. The dream was getting more detailed, more intense and she couldn’t get passed it. A long sight left the blue haired girl as she pulled off the covers and allowed her tan feet to touch the cold floor. Slowly, Nikki stood up and pulled her clothes on her shoulders and pants onto her waste. Once the boots were on her feet, she slid her gun into the hustler and her pocket knives and hidden blades into place of easy reach. Sadness filled her as she picked up her final item before her backpack. The sword, the sword of her father; one of the two things she had left of her parents’ belongings. The sword of her father and the necklace of her mother, which is around her neck; a sigh left her as she slung it over her shoulder and tightened the strap around her shoulder. Throwing her bag over her shoulder, she left the room she had rented and decided she need to find new leads for a new bounty.

Today, the deep brown eyed woman was on the Hetachi planet, a planet full of weird looking aliens with smooched faced and tentacles for hands. Making her way down the stairs, she paid the innkeeper and left. Down the street was a short walk to a nearby pub. A long sigh left her as she pushed the door open and walked inside; the place was nearly empty since it was about ten o’clock in the morning but here, any time is a good time to drink. Falling into one of the chairs at the bar she pushed the bag she was carrying against the ground under her feet. But she was smart; she hooked her foot through the shoulder strap to keep the bag from wondering off. The bartender took her order and slide her a beer, which she took a long drink of; she needed to get that dream out of her mind, some food in her stomach then off to find another job. Just a typical day for her bounty hunting ways.

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