Past, Present, Future

Hey, this is a new fic I REALLY wanted to get started on. I promise I'll keep working on "Through Your Eyes" for those of you who've read it and like it. Uh, well, this one's a little different. I've noticed that this plot has been used before (not in a Skyland fic), so just to let you know, I'm not stealing. Oh, I'm not sure, but in the episode Blood Ties I think it said something about one of the characters being alive around the time the earth shattered. Just ignore that, if it did, and pretend that it happened long, long ago, around d the year 2120. Well, anyway, I hope you like it. Bye!

Chapter One

Lacey opened her eyes slowly and blinked a few times. She observed her surroundings. She was in a car—her car. She could see trees flashing by through the window.

"Morning," Jeff said brightly. Lacey shook her head and sat up. "Morning, Dad," she replied, rubbing her eyes. The seatbelt cut into her sides painfully, but she knew she couldn't just take it off.

Jeff reached over to the seat next to him and grabbed for something. Then, he handed a bag of bright green grapes back to Lacey. "Thanks," she said to him. She reached in the bag, plucked a few from the stem, and stuffed them into her mouth, crushing them with her teeth and savoring the sweet juice.

After she had her fill of grapes, she set the bag down next to her, took a quick sip from her water bottle, and stared out the window.

She wished she could see the cliffs and mountains, but a dense layer of fog hung over them, concealing them completely. Then again, she had never really seen fog like this. It rolled and flowed through the trees like a river, a cold gray river. The sight was rather depressing to her. The police had come for her mother on a foggy day. She remembered it clearly, as if it had only happened just a few days ago.

They had come bursting into the house, yelling and screaming. Lacey, who was only a child at the time, was terrified. Pressing her ear on her bedroom door, she managed to catch a few words: Jail, custody, and drugs.

Lacey reached down and tenderly rubbed the scar on her left wrist.

Naomi slammed the front door behind her, holding a cigarette in one hand. It was her first day out of prison and she was already smoking and drinking again. "I'm home!" she called to Lacey. Her words were muffled through the bathroom door. Lacey quickly wiped up the few drops of blood in the sink and stashed the knife away in one of the drawers…

Lacey gulped down a sob. It was such a painful memory. Therapy, divorce, jail. The words made her sick to her stomach. Seeing the fog brought back so many painful memories. And yet at the same time, it calmed her, eased her pain. She was glad that the fog was there. It hid her from whatever lay ahead in her future, hid her from reality.

Unfortunately, the fog had reached ground level, making it hard for Jeff to see the road ahead of him. He suddenly noticed the dark silhouette of an animal, and swerved out of the way shouting, "Deer!" The car jerked to the side and began to tilt.

"Dad, Dad!" Lacey screamed, gripping the door handle tightly. It happened so suddenly, so quickly, that she didn't have time to comprehend…

It started with the world turning sideways, and a falling sensation. Screams, tearing sounds, and loud bangs and crashes filled her ears. The sides of the car battered her mercilessly as the car came crashing down the mountainside. "Dad!" Lacey screamed, seeing that his face was covered in blood. His eyes were closed, his head hanging loosely on his shoulders.

"Dad!" She tried to call his name again, but her cry was overpowered by the sound of screeching metal. Without warning, the door tore off. She suddenly saw the seatbelt not as something meant to protect her, but as something meant to hold her in place and trap her.

She unbuckled herself, jumped forward, and grabbed onto the steering wheel, whimpering and sobbing hysterically with fear. Her stomach twisted when she looked out the window and saw blue rushing up. "Damn it," she hissed to no one. The car continued to plummet down and down until it hit the surface of the water with a deafening crash.

Freezing water instantly filled the car. She could feel it swiftly sinking down, down to the bottom of the lake. The thought of being pulled down and drowning made her feel sick inside. Without thinking, Lacey clawed her way out of the beaten car and made it out.

She suddenly felt very light and small just floating there in the water. Very alone. Lacey felt so lost and angry. All she had wanted was a nice camping trip with her father, away from home, away from her troubles. But instead, she had been thrown over the edge of a cliff and into a lake. Her vision began to blur. Her lungs burned and ached. The last thing she remembered was the feeling of not being able to breathe. Then, darkness closed in on her, and she felt everything slowly begin to fade away.


244 years later…
"Mahad, quit fooling around," Cortes barked. Mahad rolled his eyes and skidded to a halt. The earth suddenly slipped out from underneath him as he fell and hit the ice with a hard smack. Lena and Dahlia couldn't help but laugh. Cortes rolled his eyes.

"Come on, I don't have time for this. You and Lena can explore a little, if you stay away from the lake," he said. Lena shrugged and followed as Mahad began to run down the hill. "Wait up!" she called, slipping and sliding on the snow. He continued to run ahead.

"Cortes said we can't go to the lake!" she protested when she realized where he was going. "Yeah, Cortes says a lot of things," Mahad said back, pushing his way through a cluster of trees.

He stopped in front of the lake and just stared ahead. Lena came up behind him and stared too. As far as she could tell, there was no lake. It had been covered by heavy sheets of snow, just as the rest of the ground had. It was still beautiful, of course.

"I'm going to go look around. Stay here, Lena," Mahad ordered. Lena sighed and sat down on a soft patch of soft snow and stared down at the ice. She reached a glove hand down and wiped some of the snow off the surface. She could just barely see into the icy depths.

A few hundred years ago, the lake had been liquid. People drove around in cars and traveled the world, seeing oceans and rivers. They had entire pools of water made just for swimming in. And then the earth had split apart, for whatever reason.

The pirates were still unsure of what exactly had happened, how the earth had shattered. Very few people in the world knew…

Lena's eyes wandered over to a dark spot under the ice. She assumed at first that it was just a rock, until she noticed the shape. She squinted, straining to see. "Mahad!" she called loudly.

He came rushing up behind her moments later. "What's wrong Lena?" he asked. "Look," she said, pointing. At first Mahad didn't see what she was pointing to. "Oh," he whispered, surprised. "It's a body."


"Keep drilling, Wayan," Cortes said. They had been cutting into the ice and trying to get the body for at least an hour now, and Wayan was getting tired. Finally, finally, after working for so long, they managed to pull the body out of the ice.

Mahad jerked back, a little more than disturbed at the sight of this half-frozen girl. Her hair was dark and curly, matted down. Her skin was a sickeningly pale color. She wore a plain white shirt and a pair of blue denim pants that Mahad remembered were called, "Jeans." He reached out and touched her skin. It was cold and hard, like the ice. The Vector had said that he knew a way to revive her, but Mahad found that hard to believe now as he stared at her cold unmoving body.

Lena was disappointed. She had tried to convince them that reviving the girl was wrong. She had been dead for at least one hundred years. She would be devastated to find that all she had once loved and cherished had been destroyed. Although Cortes agreed, he knew that he needed whatever information this girl could provide.

So, here they were, carrying the body into the Saint Nazaire. They layed her gently on a bed in the back room so The Vector could examine her. Mahad, Dahlia, and Lena spoke very little on the way home.

"I wonder what she's going to say when we tell her that she's been dead for so long," Mahad said finally as they exited the Saint Nazaire. Dahlia frowned. "What if she was alive when the earth split apart? What if she already knows about the Sphere," she said. Mahad considered this for a second. "No. Wouldn't the lake already be frozen by the time the Earth shattered?" "No," Lena contradicted. "If she drowned just after it shattered, the lake wouldn't have frozen over yet." Mahad finally gave up, throwing his hands in the air. "Whatever," he said. "We'll find out when she wakes up."


Everyone gathered around the bed anxiously. "I'm almost finished," The Vector said, typing something into the computer. He had gathered up some old machinery—really old machinery, and managed to put it back together. Lena thought the large contraption was ridiculous. The Vector said that a similar machine was used to revive dead people. He had tried to explain how the machine worked, but no one understood. After he typed several codes into his computer, the machine started.

Lena stared at the girl. Her skin seemed to fill with color as the blood began to flow through her veins. Her skin that was once hard, cold, and pale, was now soft to the touch, and a pinkish color. Finally, the machine stopped. The girl's eyes fluttered open. Lena's heart leaped with excitement. She reached over and ripped the tubes out of her arms, screaming.

Finally, the machine stopped. The girl's eyes fluttered open. Lena's heart leaped with excitement. She reached over and ripped the tubes out of her arms, screaming.

"Where am I?" she asked awkwardly, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. Cortes sighed and approached her. "Who are you people?" the girl asked worriedly.

"I'm sorry. We know you'll find this hard to believe this, right now, but we have no choice but to tell you anyway," he began. The girl narrowed her eyes. "Tell me what?" she asked. Cortes rubbed the skin on his forehead, not sure how to explain.

"We found you at the bottom of the lake." The girl sighed with relief. "So you're rangers," she said. Cortes shook his head, and her fear and worry returned. "The year is 2251." The girl laughed. "What is this, an episode of Star Trek?" she joked. No one laughed. Seeing their solemn expressions, she realized that they weren't lying.

"Look out the window," Mahad said slowly. She nervously turned and looked at the window, seeing only sky and clouds. "Oh my god," she whispered.

"The earth has shattered into millions of pieces. They orbit around the core now," Lena explained. The girl shook her head, refusing to believe. "Where's my family?" she asked. Cortes sighed again. "I'm sorry but he's dead, along with everyone else from your time." The girl glanced back and forth frantically, feeling the world closing in on her, ready to collapse any second.

"Why did you bring me here and thaw me out and stuff?" she asked. "We think that you might be able to help us and answer some very important questions. She clenched her fists and stood up. "Well, I don't have to tell you anything. I'd rather you just threw me back in the lake and let me freeze all over again."

Okay, so that's the end of chapter one. I know it was kind of cheesy and stupid, but I hope you liked it anyway. Well, seeya.