A/N: I haven't been on fanfic in quite a long time, so I decided to get back in the game by writing a story. This is a self-insert but I'm trying to mix it up and actually have it be a pretty decent story. So enjoy. I suppose.

Disclaimer: I don't own TOS but I do own all my OC's which would be...Aubree, Ryan and Finn.

Chapter 1

The Asgard Ranch

The world was so boring nowadays. Everything was the same, every single day. Not once did I feel excitement or thrill. Actually, I only felt pain and misery that came along with death. It was early morning; usually we are woken up before dawn. They come through the sliding doors yelling to wake up; if you aren't awake by the first yell they'll use their whips to beat you awake. Most of the time until you are unconscious again. I learned pretty quickly to get up, say nothing and work. I also learned not to have any friends because they will most like die within a few weeks. Only a select few survive any longer than a year. I'd been here 199 days as of this morning so a little more than six months. Which is also if anything, quite a long amount of time, in my sector I only knew of 34 people who had been here longer than me. The longest person who was here was #386798 that's what the Desians called him, but his real name is Finn. He'd been here four years; he was young too, maybe twenty years old. He was a fighter though he rarely spoke out of turn. He was strong; I've seen him do double the work anyone else here could. Sometimes he'd help others do their work too, only if they're falling behind though. When I first arrived, he helped me out a lot. So I was grateful for that.

Thinking back on my first few weeks here made my old although not healed wounds ache. The desians sure weren't merciful, in fact they beat people just to show they could. They didn't care whether the person was a child, or a man or woman. They simply didn't care. Even though I do all my work I still get a beating at least once a day. My grey tattered dress hung off my body barely concealing anything. My skin which was now tanned by the heavy sun in which we worked under everyday had welts covering it. And my back was still covered in open wounds that probably had scars beneath them. I sighed at the thought of what I must have looked like. We weren't given much of a shower, in fact we were all lined up and hosed down once a week.

Meaning, we all stank, really bad. And we were covered in inches of dirt, sweat and blood. My hair had grown a lot since I'd arrived, it was passed my chest. It was tangled though and I could see gross split ends form, although I bet it was shiny, from grease. My physical appearance was probably not one to appreciate, I was thin and my bones stuck out through my chest. I was not a sight to behold.

I was given a piece of hard stale bread it was about the size of my palm, I ate it slowly knowing that I had about a half hour until I'd be forced outside in the sweltering sun to plant harvests and pick weeds. I sat alone in the corner, although I didn't talk to anyone for the obvious reasons I still listened into the gossip that the others picked up from the Desians.

"The Chosen destroyed the Palmacosta ranch!"

"Do you think they'll head here next?"

"Maybe we will be freed."

"Don't let them hear you, or you'll get an extra beating."

It was the first time hope had filled their eyes since they'd arrived, it was interesting how much these people believed in their "Chosen". I sighed, I knew the chosen would be coming here soon to destroy the ranch and kill Kvar. It was just a matter of time. I was in denial when I first got here; I mean who wouldn't be when they were sucked into a video game? I had just woke up in the middle of nowhere and then the Desians just showed up and kidnapped me. They brought me here and after hearing the stories and talking with people I quickly realized that I was in Sylvarant, though I still didn't want to believe it. But eventually I came out of my denial.

So this is where I've been for the past six and half months, working and making my plan. I figured it this way. When Lloyd finally comes around and saves us I'm going to convince him that I'm from Tethe'alla and I need help getting home. And after that I can try asking Mana or Origin to help me out when we get to it.

I don't know how to fight but with all the work I've done here I've definitely built up a lot of muscle and so learning how to fight couldn't be too difficult. At least I hoped…

"Bree. It's time to work, hurry up."

My green eyes flicked up at Ryan, he was new. Maybe two weeks, so he still hadn't lost his spark. I nodded and stood up, the Desians were ushering everyone to the door leading outside. Even outside everyone felt trapped, there was about a mile of free work space and then there was a gate as far up as twenty feet with barbed wire covered it. Sometimes an electrical hiss could be heard as well. That's why I've never touched the fence. Something tells me that the fence is charged with more than a few hundred volts of electricity. And so I set off to work.

And I continued to do that work for the next two weeks until—

"Dammit. It's the Chosen's group!" A Desian yelled while he and two others that were assigned to bring us back to our rooms, charged at a group of three people. Two had equally silver hair with blue eyes. Though, one was a woman who wore mostly orange and the other was a short boy, he didn't even look like he was in his teens. Next to them was a short blonde girl, she had on a white dress over blue leggings.

They beat the Desians with very little effort; actually it was so easy that none of them even had a scratch on them. Raine then led us back through the room they'd entered from. I'd never seen this part of the base so it was all very confusing; the walls were the same grey metal every which way we turned. So I just decided not to figure out where I was going. Finally, we'd reached a door, a door I knew led to the way out. I teared up, this was the first taste of freedom I'd have in 7 months. Every bone in my body ached to have me run out that door and finally be free but I knew I couldn't. I knew no matter how much I wanted to be rid of this place I would have nowhere to go. I need to go home.

So I turned around to face Genis, Raine and Colette. Raine and Genis were already heading back into the base and Colette was turning to as well, all the other prisoners had left.

"W-wait! Chosen? You are the Chosen r-right?" I stuttered out my voice was scratchy. She turned curiously back towards me with a smile on her face.

"Yep, I'm Colette! I should get back with the others though! You should go back to your home!" I sighed and stepped towards her, tears still in my eyes.

"I-I don't have a home here, I have nowhere to go back to…Please I need your help. Let me come with you..." I knew I would have to convince the others more than her, she was pure and kind and would want to help.

"What do you mean you have no home?"

"I'm not from around here…I'll explain everything when we leave, but I need your help to get home. I can't do it without you, please Chosen…"

"Colette! Come on! We have to hurry!" I could hear a high pitched voice male from the other room most likely Genis. Colette looked conflicted, she wanted to help but she was afraid, afraid for me.

"It'll be dangerous…" I nodded and gripped her hand.

"I know…but please, I can't stay here." I finally let my tears fall in a last ditch effort that she'll pity me.

"Okay, I'll help you." I smiled and hugged her.

"Oh thank you, thank you!"

Together we walked to join the rest; they looked slightly annoyed and even surprised when they saw me.

"Colette, who is this?" Raine said looking at me suspiciously.

"I'm Aubree, but you can just call me Bree." I said smiling at her while holding my hand out. She looked at it oddly, and in the back of my head I realized that shaking hands may not be a custom here. I awkwardly raised it to scratch my dirty, brown hair. Both she and Genis looked skeptically at me.

"I am Raine and this is my younger brother Genis. Why are you here?"

"I need the Chosen's help in getting home." She looked at Colette and then at me.

"Well whatever the matter, we will have to discuss it later; we must meet up with the others."

After that the four of us ran through the base trying to find a way into Kvar's office. I left it up to Raine because I couldn't remember anything about the Asgard ranch. Apparently it didn't take her very long to figure out how to get to his office because before I knew it we were at the warp pad leading into it.

"Stop!" I spun around and behind us were three Desians, Genis pulled out his Kendama and began to cast some magic. Colette also began to do the same; I ducked down in order to dodge an arrow coming at me.

"Stalagmite!" Beneath the Desians the ground shook and rocks shot up beneath them, it was amazing to watch but blood poured out of the desian that had been stabbed with the earth. My eyes widened and bile rushed to my throat, it was disgusting and despite being beaten within an inch of my life by the Desians and seeing people die I'd never seen so much blood.

"Angel Feathers!" Pink feathers rushed toward the remaining to Desians slicing them like butter again blood covered the ground and I knew they were dead. I was shocked, it was one thing killing a monster but killing a person, even if they weren't wholly human. Even if they did torture me and kill others, it was…they were…oh god….

"Bree, are you okay?" Colette asked as I stared horror-struck at the bodies.

"If you can't handle sacrifice then you shouldn't have come." Raine cut in, it was harsh and cold but she was right. I needed to be strong. I walked towards one of the Desians and picked up the bow it was long and made of metal, the sting was made of a texture I'd never seen before it was hard and bendable but easy to draw back. I always picked up the quiver which was still filled with many long arrows.

I pulled out an arrow and leveled it with the bow, pulling it back. I aimed for a specific spot on the wall and then released. I was off, way off. But I at least hit something, the arrow stuck to the wall and I knew with practice I could master the bow. Turning around I nodded.

"I can do this."

Well that's a start to my new story, I'm not exactly happy with this chapter but I need to get something out, I've already started chapter two so in the next few days expect another chapter!

My goal is to at least have out a chapter a week, I'd really love to finish a story and make it 100,000 words!

Until next time! Ciao.