Time Travel

By DropDeadRomantic

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, settings, accepted cannon ideas, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The Original Character and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Preface

"Sasha, get off that damn computer right now!" I snapped out of my computer induced haze to glare at my mother, who was yelling from the kitchen door. I sighed, wondering why she couldn't understand my obsession over my favorite show. I turned back to the computer and put the Netflix player on pause, just as Max and Liz watch Tess fly off into the proverbial sunset at the end of season two. 'Roswell' was an amazing show, I started watching it when it first came out and I was so upset when they stopped airing new episodes. When my mom got Netflix because our local Blockbuster bellied up, I was so happy to see they had all three seasons under instant play.

I've been obsessed for years, and watch every episode at least once a month. I was six when they started, and mom was horrified that I was watching it, but I never missed an episode, never.

"Sasha!" I jumped as my mother yelled again. I shut my computer down and walked to the kitchen for breakfast. Monday mornings suck, no time for 'Roswell' until the weekend, and school. Yes, it's my senior year and I should be happy it's almost over, but what teenager likes school? And after high school, it's just more schooling to get you 'somewhere' in life.

I sat down, ate my bowl of Fruit Loops and inhaled my orange juice. It was the middle of the first quarter and I was already counting the days until graduation. I wasn't popular, but I wasn't unpopular either, I was average. I have long black curly hair and blue, almost grey, eyes. The only thing special about me what that light dark combo, and I was reminded of it constantly. My mother is a goddess with an amazing figure after having two kids. She has shoulder length brown hair and chocolate eyes that made the men swoon.

"Nicholas Henry Johnston, you get your ass down here right this minute!" Nick is my older brother. He's twenty five and still living with mom and I. I love him, but really? Twenty five is a little old to be living with your mother and your seventeen year old sister.

"I'm coming ma!" I heard him yell back. I giggled as I grabbed my bag and headed out towards the front door. Nick stopped me on the way, kissing my forehead and then pushing me out of his way. I stuck my tongue out at him as I closed the door behind me.

~ Six Hours Later~

School is crazy. Finals for the first quarter are coming up and six exams in one day is going to be hell. I spend all my free time studying, and I'm still behind.

I work at this little café right by the high school, Café Metro. It's this posh place, with writers and artists hanging around all day. I walked across the street and into the café while tying up my hair.

"Your late, girl" I turn to see my best friend Maggie rushing around trying to get food and tea to the customers.

"Sorry babe, Kenny cornered me after school. He's pissed that I broke up with him. It was just a summer thing for me." I pulled on my apron and walked to the only person in my section.

"Welcome to Café Metro, what can I get you today?" The woman looked up and I was startled by her white eyes. I jumped back a little as I realized she was blind, and her whole eyes were clouded over. I blushed and waited for her to give her order. When she didn't do anything but stare at me, I looked over to Maggie with wide eyes and silently asked her what to do.

"Miss? Is there anything I can get you today?" I asked again, worried that maybe she hadn't heard me. Her hand shot out and pulled me into the bench across from her. I let out a startled yelp and fell into the booth.

"Sasha?" I turned to look at Maggie and waved her away as she started to sprint towards me. As I looked back at the woman and watched as she gazed at me, almost as if she knew I was watching her, waiting for her to say something to me.

"You do not belong here Sasha Johnston." My eyes bugged out of my head when she said my name, but confusion quickly covered my face as I realized what she said.

"Pardon me?" I cocked my head to the side and felt captivated by her eyes, the white depths pulling me into her soul. I could hear a commotion around me, the doors to the café opening, and an argument across the room. I couldn't look away from her eyes as I heard her voice inside my head.

You will remember everything, but know no one. You will save their planet and ours. You must protect them and keep the evil one away from them at all costs.

What? I blinked in confusion as I felt myself being released from the trance like state she had put me in. I couldn't understand what she was saying, how she got into my head and told me the things she did.

"Sasha!" I looked towards Maggie just in time to see her panicked face and heard the shot. I felt a piercing pain in my stomach and gasped as I pulled my hands towards the pain. I rolled my eyes towards the shooters to see them high tale it out of the café, then towards Maggie as she covered her mouth with her hand.

I looked down, and saw red. All over my hands, and down my apron. I knew I had been shot and the last thought I had before passing out was:

Who is she?

What do you think? I have this Idea in my head, and I really want to get it out so I can get back to working on the other stories I promised you all.