Disclaimer: Do I need one? Ok the back story of the universe belongs to
Tribune, all else belongs to me.
A/N Ok this is loosely set in the Andromeda universe but features none of the crew as yet, that may well change but I don't promise.
My story? It's complicated, I don't know were to start, the beginning? That was so long ago, years, more years than you can imagine, in a world long lost, Earth, my home and now the cause of my greatest nightmares. Well no, believe it or not the nightmares came later, you see I managed to leave, that's when I my problems started.
I ended up on some back water drift I had nothing but the clothes I stood in and those were torn and dirty, I didn't know what to do next I had no money I couldn't go anywhere, couldn't get anything to eat, and I couldn't even get anyone to buy me a drink in a bar looking like this. I thought I'd escaped, but to what? I had noting and knew no one I was completely alone some place I'd never been, now I done that before more than once I didn't think it It'd be that bad, but those times I had money and a home to go to even if it was a strange new home.
I was scared it was getting late and the place was winding down with the crowds dying down people started to notice me staring at me I felt like a freak and well I probably looked like one too by now, I mean it's not like I could just hop in the shower back home, I smelt and I knew it, my clothes were rags and I had ugly scars all over me.
I sank to the floor and cried, suddenly I found an arm around me, asking what was wrong, I thought this man was my salvation, but it turns out he was my undoing, he took me to a bar and brought me a drink I told him my story, the listened like he cared, he said he had something to make me feel better, now I'm not stupid I knew what he was offering, but I was desperate I just wanted to escape this hell if just for a moment and took what he offered me, and it did feel good for a time I forgot the things that were driving me crazy.
The guy offered to take me back to his place, just so I wouldn't end up on the street, and I went again I wasn't that naive but the guy was cute and my judgment was being severely impaired and its not like I had anywhere else to go so I went he told me I was beautiful and started to kiss me it felt good so I kissed him back now I'm normally shy when it comes to guys but this stuff I was on was good when he tried to take it further I gladly let him well as I said he was cute and I didn't have anywhere else to go; then it was over I woke up I was in some grubby flat and I was alone.
A/N Ok this is loosely set in the Andromeda universe but features none of the crew as yet, that may well change but I don't promise.
My story? It's complicated, I don't know were to start, the beginning? That was so long ago, years, more years than you can imagine, in a world long lost, Earth, my home and now the cause of my greatest nightmares. Well no, believe it or not the nightmares came later, you see I managed to leave, that's when I my problems started.
I ended up on some back water drift I had nothing but the clothes I stood in and those were torn and dirty, I didn't know what to do next I had no money I couldn't go anywhere, couldn't get anything to eat, and I couldn't even get anyone to buy me a drink in a bar looking like this. I thought I'd escaped, but to what? I had noting and knew no one I was completely alone some place I'd never been, now I done that before more than once I didn't think it It'd be that bad, but those times I had money and a home to go to even if it was a strange new home.
I was scared it was getting late and the place was winding down with the crowds dying down people started to notice me staring at me I felt like a freak and well I probably looked like one too by now, I mean it's not like I could just hop in the shower back home, I smelt and I knew it, my clothes were rags and I had ugly scars all over me.
I sank to the floor and cried, suddenly I found an arm around me, asking what was wrong, I thought this man was my salvation, but it turns out he was my undoing, he took me to a bar and brought me a drink I told him my story, the listened like he cared, he said he had something to make me feel better, now I'm not stupid I knew what he was offering, but I was desperate I just wanted to escape this hell if just for a moment and took what he offered me, and it did feel good for a time I forgot the things that were driving me crazy.
The guy offered to take me back to his place, just so I wouldn't end up on the street, and I went again I wasn't that naive but the guy was cute and my judgment was being severely impaired and its not like I had anywhere else to go so I went he told me I was beautiful and started to kiss me it felt good so I kissed him back now I'm normally shy when it comes to guys but this stuff I was on was good when he tried to take it further I gladly let him well as I said he was cute and I didn't have anywhere else to go; then it was over I woke up I was in some grubby flat and I was alone.