I DO NOT OWN BORDERLANDS
Time has flew by, slowly as Miltia can get; The galaxy named Omega II.
Zana stands on the balcony of her home. The threads of her waist length brown hair blown lightly by the spring air. Her eyes shining from the rays of the sun. The sunlight caressed her light colored skin making her appear like she's a doll. She's wearing her signature style outfit, a long black thin cloak with a hood, and crimson studs going down the front; short sleeves that stop at her upper arms. The cloak has many folds at the bottom ends, Under her cloak is a red corset with purple straps, a dark red skirt that had button with lace hems. Her hands is cover up by black fingerless gloves that are inches past her wrists, a wing silver watch over her glove. A pearl white necklace lay securely around her neck. The visible part of her legs has black fishnet stockings which go up to her mid thighs. Lastly, she had knee length white two inch thick heel boots with glowing red computer circuit designs on them.
She stares up at the sky, wondering what life was out there. She's craving the freedom, excitement. Light footsteps are heard from behind her; The wind gently blew again, and with it carries the strong scent of lavender, The smells had entered Zana's nostrils, which made her recognize who it was.
"It's time for your speech, daughter" a cold, and feminine voice spoke.
Zana turns around to see her mother. She knows that her mother's dark eyes are cold, calculating, and doesn't hold the kindness anymore as she once had. Her short black hair is near her shoulder, she has dark eyeliner that is thick, and her thick eyelashes had shown from the over use of mascara; the red wine colored lipstick on her lips. The woman wears in a short black suit, a white under shirt that's unbutton down to the crevice of her breast, a mid-thigh charcoal colored pencil skirt; it was all finish by with her eight-inch black platform heels. This is Aphrodite, mother of Zana, and the owner of Aphrodite Company.
"Yes, ma'am" Zana says calmly, and moves towards the glass French doors; she's quickly stops walking by her mother holding her arm tightly. Her mother holds her iron grip, and tighten it slightly.
"You will be cheerful, proud, and optimistic! Put your chin up, your back straight, and be proud of it; appearance is everything!"
Zana nods numbly, She did as she was orders to do; she follows her mother inside the large Victorian style room, and out through the doors that led to the hallway; the hallways are empty of people, except for Aphrodite and Zana. The walls are outlined with a long line of family long line of generations' portraits. They enter through doors that holds a elevator, that has marble floors, and diamond plate. Aphrodite press her manicure index finger on a button, the doors close and they went up a few levels. The doors open when they got to desired floor, they exit, and continued on walking until they stood before a door, and they enter the room and steps forward to double doors that has a attached balcony, it overlooks a yard. Below the balcony has thousands of people that wait for a special occasion. They watch, wait, and all but were obnoxious like a young wild child.
"Put on a show. Make them proud; be the daughter that I've raised you to be!" Aphrodite demands. Zana watch as as her mother open the doors, stroll out on to the balcony; and flashes brilliant fake smiles at the massive amount of people.
"Welcome, good afternoon. Today's a magnificent day, right?" The crowd erupt into cheers and whistles and all it's from excitement. Aphrodite got her answer easily. "I am here to show you something amazing. Plus, it's our fiftieth rein on the planet. Thank the Goddess!" Aphrodite yells out ecstatically, she knew how to have these people bend over backwards and lay down to die with just a raise of her pinky finger."Thank the Goddess!" Thousands of people yells back approvingly.
"Yes, thank the Goddess. Our planet went through some mournful and melancholic times. Thanks to that age of depression has gone away; we saved the planet with her help. Now, beautiful children of Miltia, I have come before you today to show you the gift from Miltia, my daughter Zana; she's blessed by our Goddess!" Aphrodite's pleasing them, giving them what they want to hear and feeding them with what she twists in to her subliminal messages.
Zana notices her call and left out through the doors and her sight was immediately set on the crowd. All ethnicity, colors, shape, and sizes. They're dress fully in clothes that show their rank in society. They are different parts, all divide in three sections: The rich, the middle class, and the poor. They caught sight of her; first, the silence has came; thee scrutinizing stares and bickering; after that the official following approval. They made their cheers, cries, whistles, clapping, and chatter. Aphrodite heads back in to the room by the doors, she left her daughter to talk, and please the people. It was almost like being a lamb with hungry wolves staring at you, and waiting for your movements. It's also a stress inducing feeling, where you either think or something to say, or end up spitting out gibberish. In front of Zana was a stand with a detach wireless microphone; she strolls over to it. She held the microphone up, looking around her eyes darts at the crowds faces quickly.
"Hello. I am Zana, the blessed daughter of Aphrodite; the gift of our Goddess Miltia. I, Zana, promise to make your lives blessed more. Every day, we are blessed with many of Miltia's gifts, like the age-saving miracle, it keeps us alive, and not wither old. I appreciate everybody that's gathered here, or not here, but is watching this. Thank you. Mow my mother wished to speak with you about our special advents that are coming up!" Zana exclaims as she wears a fake smile.
Aphrodite came out, her arrogant air consuming Zana, nearly making her choke on air. Zana went in the room sighing in content, she left the room into the hallway; she left straight to the musical room; It's where she will end her training with her instructor. When she got in the room, there are many instruments hanging from the wall, a grand piano in the corner of the room. It's like a enticing heaven for her.
"Yes, I cannot wait" Her face is indifferent, her eyes shown misery.
"It's okay sweetheart. You'll eventually leave" The woman who is Mrs. Crumpet says softly.
"Oh, really now; did you know that my mother is planning a ball, and selling me off to some pathetic bidder? Even to one that will spill out money; whatever price tag I will have?!" Zana laughs bitterly.
"What? I never knew; I am so sorry!" Zana snarls at her teach angrily, "Pathetic" Mrs. Crumpet took a step forward.
Zana snorts, she turns her head to the side, "Do not comfort me; I need none. Let's just get this class over with"
"You're planning on leaving, aren't you?" Mrs. Crumpet asks wearily,
"It's not your concern. Let's finish this" Zana said impatiently.
Zana got her violin out, she plays it, and she felt empowered by each classical piece she plays. It fuels her heart with happiness, or as much as it heart craved for adventure, her whole body screamed to leave. Any place that's not this wretched planet; maybe she will return here. Though, time will tell. Her parents did love all types of musical genres.
"I do hope you will know what is best. I wish the Goddess will watch after you" Mrs. Crumpet said smiling. Zana scoffs mentally. After the class ending, she places her violin in its case, and she held the handle of the case firmly. Zana made her way back to her bedroom.
'I will leave tonight' she thought excited.
Inside Zana's room is filled with unnecessary items that had been bought by her mother. There was a lot of jewelry, expensive bottled perfume, diamond hair pieces, red satin sheets, and tons of clothing. To her, all that she owns is nice, but she just wants to leave this unfortunate hell of a once suppose home that she resides now.
"Why did you change mother?" Zana shook her head in dismay.
Aphrodite was once a loving mother, once upon a time, and it all cascaded down the hill after Zana's sixth birthday. Remembering what her mother was once like, she let out a growl; the feeling of anger built up in her chest, She clenches her fist, shaking slightly, and she laughs quietly. After she calms down, she stood up slowly; she glances around her room.
'What shall I bring? Much as I can' she answers herself.
She drops down on to her knees near the bed; she reaches under the bed, and search blindingly until her fingertips has brush across against leather material. Grasping on to it, she pulls it out from under her bed. She places it on the bed, it was a grey suitcase. Zana unlocks the suitcase, open it, and empty the contents on her bed. Immediately, she began placing her belongings in her suit case. Mainly they were items that she believed she wouldn't want to be without.
"Where are you? Darling; it's time for the party!" Aphrodite calls out.
Zana froze; icy tendrils of chill ran through her veins. She knew if she got caught, then she would never get the chance to leave this place. She quickly glance over to the windows. She took her her suitcase,closing and locking it. She snatches her violin as well, but she places the case strap over her shoulder. She quickly darts over to her bedroom window; she opens it, and hops over to the other side. She tosses her suitcase in to the bushes, a quiet sound of it hit the ground came. She climbs down to the ground, since she only was twelve feet from the ground and there's iron fencing near her.
At the bottom, Zana retrieves her suitcase, and begun to run to the hangar where she had her small spaceship at; Quickening her pace, she hurries by the guards and down the cobble road. All that she was focusing on was getting to the hanger, Adrenaline rushes through her, it was from extreme excitement. Her form of it is getting to leave the planet, even if she was not really off of it. She felt her powers that begun stirring awake has felt truly amazing. Though, somehow her mother has made her numb to her daughter enough to have her like a mindless doll.
"Where is she? Idiots!" A woman scream out. It's her mother; Aphrodite is not pleased.
"We tried to find her!" One guard said.
"Go find here. She will be here; or you'll be the one without a life" Aphrodite is beyond furious.
"Mistress; She's heading to hanger B!" A guard says nervously. A shot is heard, the now dead guard drop on to the ground. "Don't just stand there! Stop her; now!" Aphrodite barks.
Zana felt the knot of excitement that ran through her body like wild fire. She began to run faster, her legs has begun pulsating like they were lighter then paper, She felt free as she ran to her hangar; In front of her had a small heavily arm group with their guns drawn at her, in the middle of the group; is her mother with a sardonic smirk. Zana pushes up in the air, doing a flip as she lands on the other side of them swiftly; she took off once more in a full blown speed.
"Fire; Shoot her in the leg!" Aphrodite snarls out. Guns are fired, the bullets flew by Zana. "Not the shoulder; you imbecile!" Aphrodite is now digging her thumbs in to some guy's eye sockets.
Zana screams as a bullet shred in to her shoulder; the pain grew worse. When reaches the hangar, she has seen that her ship is in the middle of the room. She makes her way over to her ship, she slams her hand on the scanner, and she waits for it to scan her DNA. Her eyes are train on the hangar door, watching cautiously.
"Welcome, Mistress" the automated female voice rang out.
She skips over to the door of the ship as the door opens, she left inside of it. She places her cases down near the pilot seat, she clutches her bleeding shoulder in pain, and she dug in her shoulder to get the bullet; she fixes her wound up after that.
"System scan" Zana said.
"Systems are online. Weapons are functional. Shield is online. Systems diagnostic… one hundred efficiently working, how may I help you?" The female AI asked, and Zana replies easily, "Let's get out of this galaxy, no questions asked either"
"Do you have an exact location?"
"No, just leave the galaxy!" Zana snaps.
"Fine, we will leave immediately"
"Great" Zana smirks, she looks at her wound that is stitch up, she sighs, and then snorts. 'What a ridiculous day'
"There is an incoming transmission; do you wish to accept the call?" The AI asks.
"Yes" Zana nods. A screen appears on the window shield in front of her, Aphrodite shown on it. She has a sneer upon her face. Zana leans back; a dark look on her face was screaming 'I will kill you'.
"You're making a big mistake, daughter" Aphrodite says coldly. "A mistake; you're the one that patronize me. Made me what I am today. All of my life was to become your little doll. I cannot ever be what you expect me to be; do you hear me?!" Zana spat. Her mother looked at her in surprise, and then it was washed in disgust, "I did not do such. I only do it to help you; my little girl!" Zana laughs dryly, "Help me? It's more like helping you!"
"No, that is a lie! I love you!" Aphrodite growls. "Oh, how foolish; lying is not a great habit" Zana sneer, she shook her head in disbelief. "Father loved you, Mother. I loved you. You're not my mother you're just some shell of my former mother. I'm leaving; perhaps to see Samuel. Good bye" Zana reaches towards the button that ends calls.
"No! I'm so sorry. Do not press that button! I am giving you one chance to come back, Zana" Her mother is trying to contain her anger.
"No" Zana shook her finger.
"That was not great" Aphrodite narrows her eyes. "Maybe one day I will come back" Zana snickers.
Zana press down on the button, the screen went black as Aphrodite had tears streaming down her face and her eyes looked blood shot.
"We shall go now" Zana growls. "Your wish is my command" The AI said.
'Then go kill everyone that messed with me' she thought wickedly. They set out in to the sky, Zana closes her eyes. Few hours had passed by; Zana opens her eyes when her elbow had hit a metal corner of her seat. She hisses at the short jab of pain, and then it disappears when she rubs it continuously.
Zana sighs deeply, and then a grin formed on her face. "I'm free now, now where shall we go?"
Leavening the planet was making her feel free, happy, and so wanting to explore wherever she felt like going. It was what she was glad to do, many people from her planet has not survived once coming out from the galaxy. Perhaps another rival company took the people, experimented on them, and thus ending up killing them.
"What are the lovely scans you got?" Zana asks sarcastically. To her, it was not much of a lovely scan. It was not that exciting, so she had her AI do all the coordination for her.
"There are many suitable planets you can live on" was the response she wants to hear.
"That's very good news. Tell me, where the hell should we go to?" Zana asks.
"Each planet has the-" Zana cuts her off, "Give me the names. I don't want to talk about every living thing that goes on the revolution of planets their minerals. And so forth; I want names of planets!"
"Yes, Mistress; There is Pandora?" Zana once more cut her off, "Pandora? What an interesting name... Hah, funny thing my mother told me to not go there" She smiles to herself, her eyes down, she knows that something is wrong, whether she knows it or not.