Strife dropped from the tree and landed on her hands and knees. She stood up and started running after Drok'ti, at the same time flapping her wings. Wings? Strife jumped up into the air and flew after Drok'ti. She flew in front of him and landed.

"Stop right there mister!"

She wished she could of seen the look on Drok'ti's face, but he was wearing his mask. His body language was enough for her at that point in time. Strife put her hands on her hips and fluttered up a little, then looked down at Drok'ti.

"Why do you always have to be such an ass hole? You're a big bossy butt! There is something really cool, really exciting and really different happening to me and you just want to take off and not see where this is going? It always has to be about you."

Drok't was silent. Strife took a deep breath and continued. She had a lot to get out of her system before going on with her life.

"Whenever something is going on with you I end up having to drop everything and help you out."

"I came to get you, didn't I?"

"Probably just because I'm useful to you! Because I can get closer to people than you can! Because I have normal vision and because I can fit into most overhead compartments! I'm just a tool to you!"

Drok'ti looked away from Strife and she sighed.

"You need to work out some issues."

Strife waited to hear what she wanted to hear. Maybe Drok'ti would lighten up now that she said all that.

"You're right."

Here it comes. Strife landed on the ground and was in the process of reaching for Drok'ti's hand.

"First issue I need to work out is you!"

Drok'ti pushed past her and walked away. Strife growled at him. She picked up a rock and threw it at him. It missed and bounced off a tree.

"Fine! I never needed you in the first place! Now I see why no one could ever love you!"

As Drok'ti disappeared Strife really regretted saying that. She dropped to her knees and started crying. A few moments later she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Strife, it's ok. It will get better. Just think of what you have to look forward to. Your evolution is going very well and without distractions like him, you can concentrate on learning to use your new powers."

"He said he would teach me how to speak Yautja."

"I'm afraid not everything stays true to their word."

Strife stood up and bit her lip to make herself stop crying.

"Yeah, he's just a butthead. I don't need him anyway."

Strife took a few deep breaths.

"Hey, where did my wings go?"

"They can retract into your back."

"But not my tail?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Oh. How much longer until my evolution is finished?"

"At this rate I believe it will be another hour or so."

"I'm hungry."

"Follow me."

Strife followed Junayus of the edge of the jungle. Strife had to keep changing the way she walked. One minute she would be on her feet, then on her hands and feet. They stopped near a river and Junayus brought Strife a fish.

"Mmm, I love sushi."

Strife took a huge bite and started chewing on it, scales, bones and all. She finished the fish and sighed. Stupid Drok'ti.

"What a butthead."

"You mustn't dwell on it, dear."

"Probably not. No use crying over spilled mitochondria."

"You are a strange one, Strife."

"Yeah, tell me something I don't know."

Strife laid down on her side facing away from Junayus. She was just going to lay here and wait until her evolution was over. She drifted away trying to find Drok'ti again. He was back on the ship already. He was pacing around and grumbling to himself in Yautja. Strife frowned and watched him. He stopped pacing and looked down. Strife followed his gaze. He was staring straight down at Zaz. Strife bolted up.

"Oh my god! I have to get Zaz!"

She jumped up and started running through the jungle.

"Where are you going?"

"To get my cat!"

"How are you going to do that?"

"I'm going to teleport myself onto the ship."

"You can't teleport."

"Then what is the point of being evolved?"

Junayus sighed.

"I will take you there, but I cannot bring you back with me. And I will only take you as soon as you are finished."

Strife roared and dropped to her knees.

"Fucking Hell!"

She punched the tree next to her and it cracked and started spewing purple goo.

"Ew, gross."

She sat there and waited calmly for it to all be over. She felt her bones shift slightly and a weird tingling sensation in her head.

"Why is my head tingly?"

"It's your telekinetic powers. You will learn to control them later."

"Oh, ok."

"Your evolution is complete now. I will take you to the ship."

"Ok."

Strife blinked and she was standing on the ship behind Drok'ti. He was muttering in yautja. She had a feeling that he was saying some really bad stuff about her. She cleared her throat and he turned around and looked down at her.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to get my cat and then I'm going home."

"Home?"

"Yes, earth, where even the people that were mean to me treated me better than you ever had. And no, I wont be sending you a postcard."

Strife put everything back in her backpack and picked up Zaz.

"Come on kitty. Let's get away from him."

Strife walked towards the back of the ship where the small two person craft was.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm taking My space craft."

She got in and buckled Zaz and herself up.

"Safety first."

She powered up the craft and waited for the door to open. It didn't open. She looked back at Drok'ti. He was sitting on the cot with his arms crossed and his head turned the other way.

"Fine! Be that way!"

Strife looked at the button to open the drop door. The door started to open. Strife watched as Drok'ti snapped his head to look at her. She blew a raspberry and piloted the craft out of the ship. She set the coordinates for earth and sat there staring out into space, literally.

A few days later Strife was back at home. As usual her parents were out of town again. She hid the craft in the backyard shed. She thought it was a brilliant idea since the only people that go in there are her and Zaz. Her to look around and Zaz to hunt for mice. Strife laid on her bed for a while staring at the ceiling.

"At least I don't have to be in space anymore. It was boring out there, nothing but stars to look at most of the time. I don't need that life anymore. Now I have my nice comfy bed, my clothes, my pillows and best of all my shower!"

Strife got up and grabbed some clean clothes. Once again, it had been a while since she had taken one. She went into the bathroom and shut the door, then started peeling her clothes off her skin.

"Yuck."

She washed her hair 3 times before she got it totally clean and goo free. Where she picked up this much stuff was a mystery to her.