Disclaimer: If I owned Andromeda, Do you think I would spend my time writing Fics?

Summery: ALTERNATE UNIVERSE in this story trance is not a sun avatar Trance has lived on the andromeda without ever mentioning her past. But when Anromeda recieves a destress call begging for 'Empress ' to return home, Trance has to tell the crew about her home and her past.

For a week after Janeta discovered what the man's substance did to her, she was left alone . She grew quite restless, and started planning an escape. On the eleventh day she had broken the clock on the wall and one of the guard's lancers, and stole the broken pieces. The security room was beside her cell, so Janeta knew when she was being watched. At around 10 each night, Janeta would take the pieces of machinery and build an energy disrupter, she had seen Andrew do it once, and she was pretty sure she remembered how to build one. On the twenty-first day, she tried it out. Big mistake.

She threw it into the electrical field that was holding her in, and the disrupter worked, almost. The field did turn off, but with an explosion, The last thing she remembered was The man standing over her and saying

" Damn Nietzschean, almost got herself killed."

'Tanra, I have to go, It's my turn to find supplies.'

'alright boss, but remember, the Nietzschean's usually do slave raids this time of month.'

'don't worry about me.'

Janeta left without saying a word to any of the others, she had a feeling that something bad was about to happen. It might just be her imagination, but last time she got a bad feeling about something, she and Andrew were caught in a slave raid, and just barely escaped. She walked to a new spot she discovered the day before, it was an old Drop Ship Carrier, Half of it was already gone, however she had found the slipstream core from it, and you could get a lot from those. Unfortunately, she had to cross Viririsy Territory. Jacob Viririsy was a gang leader who had been asking Janeta and her friends to join his gang for as long as she could remember. Janeta had refused, and her friend also said no. Janeta's friends seemed to regard her as a leader, and Janeta would do whatever she could to stop them from thinking about her in that way. After being regarded as a lower life form for most of her life, she was very uncomfortable with being called a leader. She remembered what Tanra said,

'Alright boss' and shuddered. She silently walked long the alleyways of Viririsy territory. She heard a familiar voice, and stopped dead in her tracks.

' Brian, I need to get rid of those kids.'

'but they are only 12!'

'did you hear what that little tomato did to me last week!'

'Yes, and I see you still haven't gotten the smell out.'

'Brian…'

'Listen Viririsy, I'm taking that little tomato and the little purple headed girl to Vancouver tonight, and I know for a fact that the Nietzscheans are doing slave raids today. The others will go looking for the to, and also get captured.'

'that is a good plan, but will it work?'

'they are only twelve, there is no way I can fail.'

Janeta had heard enough, and slowly backed away, accidentally tripping over a metal pipe, Brian had already left, and Viririsy ran over to where she was. Before she could get up, she was surrounded, and taken to Viririsy's base.

"Oww.."

When Janeta woke up the first thing she felt was the pain in her new tail. It took her a while to remember what happened, and she sighed, she had to get out of there. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in another cell. She looked around, then almost screamed when she saw a little girl staring curiously at her.

"hello, have you seen Trance?"

Janeta couldn't bring herself to reply. The girl had blue-gray eyes and long brown hair, and reminded Janeta of Herself, or what she used to look like. She was very skinny, and Looked as if she was only four years old. Finally Janeta spoke.

"I'm sorry, I don't know anyone named trance. My name Is Empress Janeta Siri, What is your name?"

"I'm Klara Joy, and I bet you have seen trance, 'cause she told me about a purple girl."

"and what did she say?"

"That the professor Was working on making a better niet-Neitz…"

"Nietzschean?"

"ya, Nietschaen."

Janeta closed her eyes laughed bitterly. In only twelve years, she went from being a Small slave to the Nietzschean's to an earth girl with out a family, to a purple Nietzschean.

A bell rung and Klara ran to a corner of the room and sat there, like she was trying to hide from something. Janeta walked up to her and asked her what was wrong.

" Every day a-a man comes here with a needle and pokes me w-with it. After, I cant remember what happened, but I feel like I'm dying."

For the first time Janeta noticed a panel on the wall, and looked at Klara,

"Joy, what If I could get us out of here?"

I hope you liked the second chapter! chapters are going to come rather slowly in january though, seeing as I have and Cross-grade to rght in the second day back and an english exam the following week.

R&R! (and no flames please)