Author's Note: Yes, another one of my stories dedicated to someone else. There's two original characters, but no, it's probably not going to end how you think it's going to. I wrote and finished this story at the end of 2006, so it's definitely completed and I'll be uploading it over a few days.

Sadly, the person I dedicated it to I have lost contact with due to severe long distances, but she enjoyed it and I hope you all will too.

Prologue

It was almost overwhelming. Truly, it was. This planet had been one of the most occupied planets out within a four galaxy radius, and being here was much different than just reading about it on a large screen. The sheer amount of life was almost ridiculous, yet comforting in a way. Barren planets were exhausting after a while.

But she wasn't here to appreciate the planet.

She was here for revenge.

The time of mourning had passed. And she was here to make sure he understood the pain he'd caused her. The pain he'd caused so many. There had been no other feeling that could possibly explain the feelings she'd felt that day. There were no words to describe it. Grief? Anguish? Anger? No. None of these were adequate. Not even hate.

She'd tried to understand. Tried and tried but there was no way. Not this time.

There were some things that even she couldn't forgive.

Her scouter blinked. Picking up on his particular wave-length would prove difficult. He'd grown and changed since she last saw him. A part of her was almost curious. What was he like now? More ruthless? Lying in wait before he took his next victims? Or maybe he'd gotten wrapped up in something, which was why the conquering of this planet hadn't been completed yet.

There was only one way to find out.

After a few minutes the scouter pin-pointed his position. A tearful smile, a chuckle of disbelief, and she was in the air, headed in his direction.

She'd probably die trying to kill him. But she'd prepared herself for this.

There was no way she'd let him out alive.

As she flew, she began to remember what had happened. The life they had lived. The servitude. The destruction. Their hopes. Their dreams.

And now, everything was coming to an end.

Even her love.