I hope you enjoy this story for I recieved it in a dream... well the general out lay of it and the fandom... ;;; Over the course of the story you'll understand how it flows. If it is hard to understand please tell me so I can say this... or I can say it now... "I'm terribly sorry, but just like me, we're all confused." I checked this part out by reading it out loud, it is suppose to flow as if the person is saying it outloud.

Please enjoy and no I don't own any char's other then Zoe, Bobby, and this alien world.

My voice was raw as it screamed, dying out, and vanished as I gripped the wound in my stomach. I blinked several times looking up at the man I once loved, but never more. I was slowly falling in the darkness that was covering my eyes as more men whom he worked with and for came out of the shadows grinning and telling him he had done the right thing. I stared up at them and my former love with a look of pure horror and confusion; this was not something I understood as I bleed out onto the grass of the forest where I was told in his letter to me to meet. This was outrageous! What was my crime? Why am I being killed?

"Bastard." I hiss weakly. "You… why?" I had nothing else to ask, to say, nothing on my mind to speak of. What had I done, what was my crime, why am I here in this position?

"Now, Zoe, don't talk like that. You're serving your country just like Bobby here." One of the men spoke as he pat Bobby's back and the man grinned as he squatted down to my eye level and he placed his hand upon both of mine as I tried to stop the bleeding.

"Zoe," Bobby dropped his knees as he looked me with pity and something I that shivered under my skin. "You have to understand, you're different than any of us ever could wish for… you're the bridge that our kind has search for-no, dreamed for!" the man next to Bobby nodded his head as he pulled back his hand covered in my blood.

"Get her fixed up, I don't want her dying on us." I shifted my gaze from Bobby to the man. I couldn't understand any of their words as my hearing, vision, and all pain receptors slowly died in side my body. I only knew my secret, my families, and that world had been found. My Alter, those who it loved, cherished, and befriended were now going to die.

"You can't." I barely whisper out. "You can't do this… not to us, not to them, not to yourself." My voice is barely understandable, my vision already destroyed, but I hear him- both him and Bobby.

I am unsure of what happened after I no longer could perceive the world. I only know that as I slowly woke up, my body chained to the soft bed beneath my body, that I was trapped. I wanted to scream in horror as I felt the tube thruster down, my now aware gag reflex swelling against the sold plastic firmly connect to both my lungs and stomach. In this way, I was silence from screaming or cursing those who had done this.

I had no freedom, just like my family did on the other world where these people wanted to go. I could not, and would not, allow them to use my blood, my body, and the gate way to concur and infest a somewhat pure world.

My body broke out in shivers as I struggled against my bonds, but it was followed by pin prickling sensations under my skin from the needles that littered my arms and poisoned my veins. Were they trying to force my evolution? Where they willing to corrupt this body for a greed which would destroy?

Of course, these people in this world were disgusting like that, always trying, always killing, and always testifying that their actions were justice to those who would reap from its benefits. Who was that in this world filled with slums, dying, and pitch black night where day should have been. This world was on the verge of total annihilation. They had harvested all of it and were forcing it to collapse. They were causing man kinds extinction. Nothing that the bridge could and would do would stop and save the few hundred that lived on this barren, scared, and corpse littered crust.

I was not the means for their salvation, my blood, if transformed into the gateway, my body, if tainted by their desire for life, would only collapse this world's barely living soul. I grew enraged as I struggled more desperately in my cage of chains, ropes, and medical toxins. A scream of pure feral animalistic power erupted from my chest, rumbling inside its bone cage.

A threat, a warning, and a promise to these creatures desperate in this world of the blind men and women that walked its earth like the animated corpses that they dreamed were real. I would find means to my death, I would kill to save my Alter, whether they know what they are or not.

With my last untainted blood I forced into my heart I find that single threat laced inside my mind, wrapping around my ever waking and sleeping dreams, I would find and search them out. I would ask for them to kill their other ego-their true self that they allowed to be split for eternity from themselves.

Let them accept me and dissolve me.