A squeal sounded in the air as the young girl was tickled by her older brother. "Stop it Matew!" she giggled, still having a hard time pronouncing the 'th' sound at her young age. But instead of a reply, the giggles filled the car air again.

"Mathew." their mother warned gently, trying to suppress a small smile.

"Leave them be Antonia. This is the last day Hailey will get to see her brother like this for the next few months, he's going to be a busy collage boy!" the man, their father smiled, giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze. Antonia simply stuck her tongue out at him, as the two children in the back seats giggled.

At the four way, the father, Bart, drove through, seeing as he had the right of way, but suddenly a shrill cry sounded in the car. "BART, WATCH OUT!" Antonia cried.

But it was too late, the other truck crashed into the back of the car. Screams filled the air, but the last thing Mathew would ever say was said with a cry; "HAILEY!" he yelped, covering her small body and protecting her with his own.

"Hailey, wake up." Mom tried again, giving me a little shake to wake me up. I gave her a half-hearted glare as I flipped over.

"Mom. It summer vacation now. Let me sleep!"

"I guess you don't want waffles then. Pity, I guess your father and I will have to eat them all!"

"Blackmail expert." I muttered, as she laughed, closing the door behind her.

I pushed myself up with more effort than should have been necessary, and sat, leaning against the cool wall. I let out a shaky breath, locking away the memories from my dream where I would never send them another thought again.

I slipped on my short, and take top, and fumbling to get my dirty blonde hair into a sloppy, but effective bun. At last I was dressed to eat.

"Morning honey." Dad smiled as I slip into my seat, resting my forehead on the table. "Good to see you're awake." he teased.

"It's too early."

"You got up at this time yesterday."

"Yeah, but yesterday was the last day of school. I don't have to wake up early anymore."

"Then why did you?" I turned to face him, seeing a smirk playing on his lips, lowering his paper, looking at her.

"Pancakes!" Mom declared, placing a pile of them on the table.

"Bu- You said we- Liar!" I snapped, a light joking smile, turning the edge of my lips upwards, as I tried to keep a fake glower look on my face, before they started to laugh, I just smiled.

Once the pancakes were all cleaned up, I headed outside to go for a little walk. It was a beautiful summer day, nice and warm. Alaska was beautiful in the summer time, thought falling asleep and curfews tend to get a little confusing. Mostly because of the fact that the sun is up all the time.

If you were too look at my little worn down trail, you would walk through an old once functional barn for dairy cows. But those days have been over for a long time now. I don't even remember having farm animals. You would see trees that have taken root and were a decent size even. Dirt covering the ground like a carpeting, completely covering the cement.

This was a place that I took comfort in, but usually I didn't linger here too long. Continuing on the path, you would be lead outside, forced to climb over broken down barbwire fences, or cat walk over deep ditches with rush water. At this point, you would been surrounded by trees, but its not like being in the woods, (where the path leads) their too spread apart.

But finally you would reach your destination, a small opening in the thicket of the forest. A log that was smooth, worn down by the rain and snow. Trees for climbing, and if any unwanted visitors were to pass through, it was easy enough to sneak into the bushes silently, or if you've had a lot of practice at is. Which I have.

Sitting on the long, leaning back slightly to soak in some good old vitamin D I noticed it. An object hurtling towards the clearing,. Stumbling backwards falling off the log, I scrambled, trying to get as far away as possible. I hadn't made it that far when the shockwave send me spiraling forwards.

In movies they always show that when something like that happens, everything slows down. But trust, their lying. Somehow, all the big tree's and logs missed me, I was only hit and covered by some decent sized branches.

Groaning I wiggled out from under the derby. Just taking everything in at first, I stared at the deviation that had been caused by this unidentified flying object. Yes, it was probably something man made, and not something from space, but at the moment, I didn't know what it was, I didn't identify it as it fell out of the sky. Okay, I guess I should call in an unidentified falling object. UFO for short.

Very original, I know.

You'd think I'd have the sense to return home aft all this…but you'd be putting way too much faith in me. You see, one of my 'really exciting' hobbies is collecting rocks. This space rock would be the prize of my collection.

Approaching it carefully, I slowly climbed down into the crater. Considering the explosion, I would have thought it would be way bigger, but it was barely bigger than the size of a basketball. I reached out tentatively, hoping to break a small piece off, but as soon as my fingertips grazed the jagged, and might I add still hot, surface it split in two. Right down the middle.

I jumped back shocked, not expecting anything that survived a crash like that to be so frail. Examining it further I was even more surprised to find a bronze like metal of some kind inside it. It had these weird looking markings all over it. The likes of which I had never seen before.

Again I slowly reached out for the small piece of space metal. I had just barely touched it when this pulse of energy tore through me. I stumbled back in pain, my head felt as though it was going to explode, and my whole body shook. For ten terrifying seconds, I forgot how to breathe, clawing at the earth, my finger nails caking with dirt as I gasped for breath.

I found myself stumbling out of the crash site, wanting to put as much distance between myself and that hunk of mystery rock as possible. My ears were ringing slightly, but somehow I heard…something…behind me. Leaning heavily against the tree, I gazed dizzily behind me.

I couldn't tell if my mind was playing tricks on me or not at first. But I saw a green ball of swirling energy, growing taller and wider, until two giant mechanical beings stepped out. I definitely couldn't believe my eyes. Two giant robots?! Not possible.

But even after I rubbed my eyes for a good long minute, they were still there. One was short and red, the other tall, a little thicker, and blue.

Suddenly I doubled over, a series of images that shouldn't have made sense, flashing before my eyes. As soon as they disappeared, I knew who the were. Don't ask me how, I just knew. But the surge of information was too much for me, and I felt myself slump against the tree. Slipping out of consciousness

The last thing I remember was catching a glimpse of another green swirling of energy; a ground bridge (Again, don't ask me how I know that.) open on the other side of the crater.