A middle age woman pushes her way through the overcrowded shipping docks, her long dirty blond hair falling out of her pony tail into her sharp face. The smell of sweat, oil, rust, and ship fuel fills the night air with it putrid stink, gaging the woman. she sighs with frustration trying to hurry and find a ship she charted; The Hunter-Gratzner. It was one of the cheapest ships she could find, with barely any crew to ask questions, or poke into her business. It's better that if you asked her. The cargo she was carrying would not be allowed on any of the main shipping lines. And if she got cot, oh she didn't want to even think about it. But this specific cargo was worth the danger. It could possibly save lives. If all the right tests where done. But that's letting her mind get off topic. Lifting her hand to cover her nose with a handkerchief she continued to push through the crowd.

"Now where is that blasted ship?" she wondered aloud. Finally finding her ship she has a very large crate loaded onto it. As long as it arrives in one peace she wouldn't lose her job. With hawk eyes she watched the loading crew load her crate onto the ship, one of the loaders judges the size of the crate wrong and bangs one end on a side wall.

"Hey careful with that! It's worth more than this ship" she scream watching them lock down the crate then head to her cryo-stasis chamber thinking 'just let this trip end quickly'.

The woman's cryo alarm sounded awaking her from her sleep. Opening her grey eyes she saw the ship get ripped in half. The turbulence causing her to bounce around in her harness, bashing her head against her wall of her cryo chamber.

'no, she wasn't supposed to die like this. She was going to cure cancer, and make millions. Then live out her life on a beach with lots of grandkids. Not die in a cheap ship in god knows where.'

The last things her eyes ever saw was her cryo tube flying out the back of a wreaked ship on a desert planet.

The survivors of the wreck started to dig through what was left of the ship looking for supplies, and others that needed help. Shazza and her husband zeke where scavenging what was left of the cargo hold when they found a rather large crate with medical supplies written on the side. Deciding they needed all the help they could get zeke tried to open it. He tried lifting the lid straining his muscles.

"damn thing won't budge." He said standing straight looking over at his wife.

"Maybe there's something in here we could use to pry off the lid." Shazza suggested looking around the room tell her eyes landed on a piece of reinforced rebar that fell of the wall. Picking it up she handed it to zeke to use.

"thanks." He said smiling at his wife.

"now let's open this damn thing." He says taking the rebar to the lid. It took 10 minutes of cursing and prying for zeke and Shazza to get the lid lose enough that they could push it off the crate.

"come on now, almost got it!" shaaza says helping her husband push the lid off onto the floor. The lid lands with a loud bang that echoes around the cargo hold. Fog starts to rise and dissipate out of the crate leaving a frozen cryo tube in its wake.

"Hey take a look at this." zeke says pointing to the cryo tube.

"It looks like a cryo chamber" shazza says staring at it.

"Do you think some ones inside?" she asks zeke.

"I don't know but I don't think we should mess with it." He said starting to back away.

"Come on Zeke what if this person was kidnaped?" Shazza reasoned

"we should try to help, or at least find out" she finished

"Fine" zeke agreed allowing his wife to try to open the cryo tube.

Her hand slowly landed on the release button melting frost that had accumulated. The computer started its opening sequence changing the red light for closed to green. After the light changed the lid flew open reviling a young woman.

"She's just a girl." zeke says just then the girl's eyes fly open and she hits shazza away and grabs zeke by the neck holding him in the air.

"Where am I!" she shouts. Coughing zeke tries to answer. When all the woman gets is coughing and strangled sounds the woman puts zeke down only releasing her hold of him enough so he could answer her.

"Now again where am I!" she demands.

"The hunter-gratzner, we crashed on a different planet." a look of disbelief passes over her face.

"You're lying!" she shouts lifting him in the air again. The toes of his shoes desperately scrape against the ground trying to support him.

"He's not!" shazza shouts

"We don't know what planet where on." looking at shazza the girl sneers

"You lie. Earths tech is not that advanced yet we have only made it to the moon." she answers. Shock passes over shazza's face

"What year do you think this is?" shazza asks fearing for zeke.

"2008" she answers like it was the most common know fact.

"Honey, its 2578" she answers. Shocked the woman drops zeke stepping back and taking a breath.

"There's no way. that's impossible." she says sliding to the ground hiding her face behind her hands, as shazza makes sure zeke is alright.

"zeke are you alright?" shazza asks placing her palm on his cheek.

"I almost had the bloody life chocked out of Me." he answers. They both look over at the woman unsure of what to do.

"I'm sorry." the woman says

"I thought you were someone else." she answers dropping her hands from her face.

Dropping my hands from my face I take in the total strangers in front of me. The female had long brown curly hair with brown eyes. She looked like all she has ever done was work. Her mate zeke had dark skin, maybe part Native American I'm not sure. He had salt and pepper hair with black facial hair and brown eyes. He was the same as shazza a laborer.

"What's you name?" shazza asked pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Aria" I answer not sure of what else to do.

"Well aria how would you like to get off this rock?" smiling I answer

"Yes" standing up shazza offers me a hand

"Well then, let's go find the others."

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