There's one thing Rachel never expected ever happening to her. Getting abducted by aliens and taken to the far reaches of Space! Worst part is she doesn't even know why or even remember being taken up into Space. At first she thinks she's dreaming she has to be right?
What on Earth could explain all this? All she knows is that these creatures called Badoons have imprisoned her in a cell, a Badoon Armada and they refuse to communicate with her. She comes to realize she's not the only one in Prison. She recognizes her neighbor from Terra and wait a minute it all starts to click. She thought she was hearing things, could it be possible something was happening that night?
She could recall after catching Footloose on TV following the news she had heard a sound, a cry for help? She remembers briefly glimpsing at the broadcast something about another presumed UFO sighting couldn't be confirmed nor denied in what seemed like over twenty years since the last sighting of what people seemed to claim to be the abduction of a young boy named Peter Q-then she heard that startling yell.
Right outside her door. It seemed like her neighbor Michael Korvac was in trouble. She got up and looked through the window and saw him parked in front of his house in that old Mustang of his right across the street. She knew this to be the most boring neighborhood in the world. There was no reason to be worried. She just had a gut instinct. An instinct that was never wrong. She didn't care that much for Korvac but she could never turn away anyone in danger or in need of help. She muttered in disbelief as she opened the door calling out his name. Then the mustang was gone and seem to have vanished! Drove off? Literally not a trace of it. She was scratching her head dismissing it all. She went back inside. She looked at her record collections stacked neatly on the shelves behind glass. I
It was her family's. She never had the heart to take them out they were so precious to her like gold. She could never live without the music though. She made a copy of all the songs so she could have them with her on her phone. She checked her phone to see her father hadn't called back yet. It made her tear up a bit. She was hoping that she would at least get a call, message, something. She dismissed the feeling. She turned out the lights keeping the television on. She laid on her sofa, shakily holding her phone as her playlist began to play.
Brandy You're A Fine Girl by the Looking Glass got her into the best of spirits. She's a Bad Mama Jamma by Carl Carlton had her dancing around the room. It was a song impossible not to groove out to. She was highly elated so it seemed.
She reached for her laptop wanting to check an email regarding a position. She really wanted to get hired on as a journalist. She thought that maybe she would see some good news. Before logging in she saw an advertisement. In bold letters the caption read "Discover The Real Truth! What are they not telling us?" Two pictures were headlined side by side. One of a young boy smiling in what seemed like a family photo with a pet frog in his hand. The other picture was of a young woman. The captioning read underneath it: Meredith Quill died from implications of canc-If there was one word she loathed it was that word she froze. Her mind flashed back to her almost eight year old self. It was Christmas time her favorite holiday. Every kid thought it was because of the presents but the only present she valued was her family. Everything changed in a blink of an eye.
A peaceful world becoming an evil one in her eyes. She knew how she associated with that word and she dreaded it. She saw firsthand how it could render someone she cared about incapable. How pale and lifeless they became-she remembered having to stay at a friend's house and E.T. the Extraterrestrial was on. There was a scene in that move that changed everything for her. E.T. was dying getting sick he was so pale and then she figured it all out. No one had the heart to tell her. She was about to brush her teeth when the realization hit her so hard in her stomach like a bag of bricks she felt emotions she couldn't comprehend. She got so sick to her stomach she ended up hurling for the first time in her life on the ground and crying with her father finding her there-
"FUCK! FUCK!" She yelled out throwing her laptop against the wall breaking the top off and as parts came undone. She got her shoe beating it like it was a dead cockroach. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" She hit her fist against the wall. "Damn it!" She cursed out.
Then her mind flashed toward the last two images. She could more than emphasize with them but she didn't have the emotional strain for it. "Someone so young could die like that." She said sadly lowering herself seated on the sofa. "She was beautiful. She looked just like Molly Ringwald." In her distress she forgot the mother's name. But the boy's name she recalled hearing.
"The missing kid. Peter-" She didn't hear the last part as the sound had called her away.
"I wonder who the Father was." She paused then.
"I need some booze." She checked her cabinets to find it bone dry.
She nearly ripped open a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch dry without milk and rushed back to the television.
A rerun of Battlestar Galactica was on. Her saving grace. She was happily munching as she watched five episodes in a row. It was now 2 am and the later version in what seemed to be the mid 2000's she also watched. She didn't get the story too much, but ah the romance. "She's hooking up with him, they're all hooking up. Sounds like my kind of show."
She then noticed her phone lying on the floor.
Even her phone had fallen to the floor in anger.
"Oh no!" She fell to the floor to make sure it wasn't damaged. It had all her songs on there!
She had a widespread collection, of 50's blues, rock and roll, motown, 60's, 70's, 80's and 90's music all on there. "Oh God." She held her phone.
"I just need to go to bed. I'll-I'll check on Korvac in the morning. Go by his house."
She browsed at the television screen some infomercial was playing some weird one called Slap Chop.
She then walked to the Vinyl records under glass. She remembered all she did to save them. They were all going to be sold but she couldn't let that happen she had to keep them. These were the strongest memoirs of the good times before the bad. She remembers listening to all of these with her father and mother. "I probably shouldn't say this. Daddy it sounds like you're enjoying your new family now. I'll always remember you Daddy. I always will. Good night, Daddy." She said pressing her hand against the glass. She walked back to the sofa and picked up her phone and listened to one last song before dozing off.
Rhiannon Will You Ever Win by Fleetwood Mac played bringing a smile to her face.
Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night and
Wouldn't you love to love her?
Takes to the sky like a bird in flight and
Who will be her lover?
All your life you've never seen
A woman taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
Will you ever win?
She is like a cat in the dark and then
She is the darkness
She rules her life like a fine skylark and when
The sky is starless
All your life you've never seen
A woman taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
Will you ever win?
Will you ever win?
The television lights flickered but something in the distance was bothering her like a light a dim one coming from elsewhere she was too tired then to investigate and fell to sleep.
Taken by
Taken by the sky
Taken by
Taken by the sky
Taken by
Taken by the sky
When she awoke well she was in a fucking prison cell. She sighed. "Well..at least I'm not on the misery that was Earth anymore."
She knew how it went though. Aliens impregnated people, experimented on them, even killed them! "Can't be that bad though right?"
She saw a Badoon Guard then walking toward her cell.
"Hey snakeshit!" She called out to the Badoon.
"Worthless gnat! Vile Scum!" The Badoon hissed back at her.
"Hey. Tell me something I don't know." She started to smile.
The Badoon stormed off from her cell.
From that moment on she decided to forget. Forget her last night on Earth and brace herself for this new world. She didn't know if she should be scared or thrilled. However something deep down inside the core of her soul told her this was all very wrong. She could see across from her cell Michael Korvac was staring at her in fear.