Death, destruction, pain and than darkness. These were the ingredients chosen to ruin a young girls perfect day. But than an extra ingredient was added to the concoction, space magic. And so it was that instead of falling into a crack in the ground to her doom, burning up into a crisp, having her lungs detonate, her face melt off, her skin boil, her eyes explode or meeting some similar and equally displeasing and yet altogether expected fate Mia found her self in the unusual position of lifting up her eyes in hell.

Or had she? As her eyes adjusted to a sky that wasn't black and burning she couldn't but help think it didn't look like any hell she imagined. For one thing the sky wasn't burning. Although it certainly smelled like it. And she always pictured hell as having more gothic spires and lava pits and less ruins. Than again it didn't look like heaven either. Not that she knew what the two looked like. Mia newer was very religious. A week ago if someone had told her about an afterlife she'd have laughed at it. But now she wasn't so sure. After all one does not just survive the destruction of a planet least of all while having her feet planted on it. Still she simply couldn't imagine either of the big ones would let their domain go this badly. So where had she gone?

Mia carefully considered her options. She wasn't evil. So hell was probably out of the question. After all she wasn't [b]that[/b] sinful. A smirk involuntarily passed her face as she recalled her, now sadly canceled, plans for the evening. Alright, maybe just a bit. But still, her life of fighting and fun were hardly a reason to... well, what ever. Living or dead, hell or heaven might as well make the best of it.

Thus she got up, dusted her self off and decided to go find some other undead to chat up and see what answers this new world had to offer.