AN: WOW!!! Almost a YEAR!!!! Sence I've updated… I'm SO sorry!! Life, isn't that kind to me. So in honor of over 1000 hits, (and nearly as many reviews) I GIVE YOU!!! CHAPTER TWO!!!!
I do not own Oban star racers, if I did, there would be porn… lots of it.
Blast from the Past.
What happens when a girl from the early 2000's gets trapped in a wormhole? Where and when will she be transported? And will she find something that may help her when she gets back?
WARNING: self-insertion, hope that doesn't upset too many people… rated T for swearing and some sexual content.
So in honor of over "…Ketch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away, ketch a falling star and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day." Every bone in my body ached with pain but I was too weak to even scream, so instead I sang… hoping someone might hear me and help. "…For love may come and tap you on the shoulder, some star lit night" I wanted to die, I could feel where bones were broken, and muscles were torn, tears started to fall from my eyes. "…Ketch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade…" and with that I closed my eyes and passed out again.
(3rd person… this takes place about 3 months before the 1st episode of OSR.)
Stan stood and waived good bye to the Koji, "I'll be back in a bit," he said "I just need to go see if Perry's got some old engines we can use."
Koji replied with another wave and a thumbs-up movement. Stan walked out of the body shop and down around the corner. Stan and Koji had had the privilege of growing up in the suburbs of the city with Miguel it was the only place that they could fit the garage, and all of the things they worked on. The downside was that customers always complained about how far they had to drive… but the upsides were all of the nice people, and of course the huge back yard that stretched out for two fourths of a mile. Sure, it wasn't always kept up, so the grass was usually a nasty shade of yellow, but it was still pleasant to take a stroll through it to get to the neighbors.
Stan smiled as the sunrays hit his face, it was sunset, and the heat was intense, but the light was fading. He put his hands into his overall pockets and chewed on his wheatgrass piece. "Wonder how old Perry's doing anyway" Stan thought to himself, he hadn't been to see the old man in a very long time. Stan kicked a gopher hole, and watched as the little guy scurried out, squeaking and yelping, all the way over to another cavity in the earth.
Stan looked up to the horizon, a few yards away was a dark figure laying in the died grass.
'Probably some colony the gophers have dug up.' Stan convinced himself. As he got closer, though, he saw the shadow move. Stan quickened his speed a bit, when he got to the form he looked down to see a girl in her teens, with pail skin and dark hair, soaked in her own blood, and gasping for air, slowly humming. Stan touched her forehead, wiping some of her blood off of her face. She was cold as ice. Slowly, Stan put her into his arms and picked her up bridal-style and hustled back to the garage, old man Perry, and the engine would have to wait till another day.
Hope you enjoyed… love and Peace (Please REVIEW!!! Lol)
-Natasha
