Sitting up with a start, Sioned sighed. Ever since she had escaped from that Dragon-Kasov facility, ten years ago, she had nightmares about that time. A whole three months in that goddamn hell hole, first being tortured for information and them when they thougt that they had broken her they began to use her in experiments. Genetic experiments. They had improved her metabolism and her senses, changed her bone density, as well as given her a dataport. That had been the last thing they had done to her because as soon as they had let her loose on the system, she had taken her degrees in computer science and engineering and put them to good use, opening the cells and turning off the internal defence system. Then she had escaped, back to her house and had quietly moved her stuff to a house near the harbour. Rubbing her eyes she looked outside to see... something hurtling down from the sky and landing about what would have been a about half a block in the old Boston. Curious, she darted over there in the shadows to see that it was a ship of some sort. Coming out of it were two people, a shortish blonde male and a slightly taller dark haired female. They both looked and smelt wondrously clean. Suddenly an irrational rage took hold of her, demanding to know why they got to be clean and well fed and unafraid while she and others had to do without, demanding that she did something to make them regret coming her and gloating. With a silent snarl, she crept towards them knife in hand when suddenly she found herself with two weapons of some sort pointed in her face, causing her to freeze.
"Why were you attempting to sneak up on us?" The female demanded in a tone that showed that she expected to be answered. Not one to dissapoint, Sioned growled "You smell clean and of nice things. Things I used to have before I got here."
The male suddenly stepped forward, and introduced himself "Seamus Harper and this is Rommie. I'm looking for my cousin Brendan."
"Sioned Scanlon. You're an Earther?" she asked, looking bemused.
He nodded.
"I'll take you to him if you come with me first and promise to get me off this planet if you believe me."
Rommie and Harper looked at each other and still silently agreed on what they were to do.
Harper smiled, "Lead the way."
"What did you want us to believe you about?" Rommie asked looking curious.
"I'm from the past. One minute I was walking towards my front door on August thirteenth 2011, the next I fell through some bushes with an arm load of stuff that I was moving from my old house and I woke up in a place that looks like Armmagedon came and went. I still got all my stuff here, even the clothes that I was wearing on the day that i fell through."
While I had been blabbering we had come to my house. Suddenly stiffening, and half turning to put my finger to my lips, I crept forward to the door and then I sprang through, landing on one of the few humans that she truly hated.
"I told you that if you came near me or my stuff again I'd kill you and you know that I always keep my promises, don't I dear Thomas?" She said in a sickly sweet tone.
"You should share, they should belong to everyone." He protested.
Suddenly they could see a knife in her hand as it pulled back to slash him when her arm was clutched madly. She tried to shake whoever it was off, with a snarl of "Mine!"
"No! Stop it! If you kill him there's no chance I'll let you on my ship." Rommie declared.
"If it weren't for these guys your blood would be my new interior decoration, now get out of here before I truly lose it. GET!"
She shoved Thomas out and went over to the wall and pulled the shelf off, taking the wall with it. Taking out the box and the bags she showed her most prized possessions to Harper and Rommie. After, letting them rummage and muse for fifteen minutes, she showed them one final thing, her drivers licence.
"Well, is that enough proof for you?" She asked.