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It was a dark and slightly cloudy night. The strange looking moon was up there, looking closer than yesterday, and she knew THEY were coming.
She tightly gripped her bow and arrow, and went outside.
"Eeeyaaaah!" She screamed a high pitched war cry.
She shot one of THEM.
And another.
And then another.
They kept coming, as though they were infinite..
Its a god-awful small affair
"Give up!" She yelled, firing her arrows once more.
To the girl with the mousy hair
She was running out of arrows. And a hour was left before they'd be gone.
But her mommy is yelling no
Suddenly a strange feeling overwhelmed her.
A feeling of floating. And she looked down.
And her daddy has told her to go.
"Eeeh!.."She lightly squealed as she passed out.
XxXx
There was no way this was happening. There just is no way to explain it!
Sam Tyler, head of MET, was in 1973!
But, this must be a mistake, he was hit by a car.
He looked around him, and as he looked around, he saw the twin towers, something that was SUPPOSED to be knocked down, and..A girl. A small, by the appearance, 10 to 12 years old, wearing strange clothing.
He sighed, and lightly kicked the girl.
"Hnnng.." She grumbled, and coughed.
"Hey, kid, I dont know how you could possibly know the answer to this question, and its unlikely that you do- but HOW and WHY am I here?" Sam said in confusion and annoyance.
"..Them.." She whispered almost unnoticeable to the ear.
"Speak up kid!" Sam was getting really frustrated.
"Wuh..Sorry, I was kinda-" She looked around and gasped. She was somewhere different..
And she was scared.