Disclaim is on first page.
Setting: Almost seven years after the SPD finale.
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Six-and-a-half-year-old Molly stood in front of a giant building. She looked at the building in the background of the picture she had. It was the same building. It was large, a funny shape, and it had a giant dog head on it. It had a lot of windows. Her mother had told her there were a thousand-two-hundred-and-seventy-three. She almost started counting them, when she remembered that she was there for a reason.
And besides, her mother was never wrong.
With the picture still in hand, she adjusted the straps on her backpack and grabbed the handle of her roller suitcase and walked into the building.
The building was huge on the outside but it looked even bigger on the inside. Molly was a little overwhelmed. Everywhere there were humans and aliens alike. Molly looked at her hands and stared at the light blue scales on them. The blue scales that covered all her body.
The blue scales weren't her only alien feature. Her face was humanoid, but she had piercing green eyes. Her ears, instead of being on the side of her head, were on the top. They were the only part of her body that didn't have blue scales. Well, besides her hair. She had shoulder length, naturally messy black hair.
Molly looked around. Most of the people walking by ignored her. Some people glanced at her but did not say anything or ask who she was. She spotted someone at a desk who looked like she could help her. She went up to the desk.
"Excuse me," Molly said. She spoke with an accent. The receptionist looked up, startled. She didn't see anyone until she looked down.
"Yes?" the receptionist asked.
"I need to see Anubis Cruger," Molly said.
"I'm sorry. Commander Cruger is a very busy person. He doesn't have time to buy Girl Scout cookies," the receptionist told her, somewhat rudely.
"But I'm not selling cookies," Molly said, her six-year-old-ness preventing her from being offended. "I need to speak with him."
"He's busy," the receptionist said, annoyed. "Why don't you go back to your mommy?"
Mommy.
That did hurt Molly.
Without saying anything, she turned around and walked away.
There was a bench nearby, and Molly walked over to it and sat down. She stared at the photo for a moment before looking around. Two women were walking by. One had blonde, curly hair. The other had straight brown hair.
But it wasn't the women she was staring at. It was the things clipped to their belts.
It was a black, skinny rectangle. It was outlined in white with white letters that spelled SPD. On the top were two red lights.
Her mother always told her to trust people with those things.
"Excuse me," Molly said, running over to the women.
Elizabeth Delgado looked at the girl running to them.
"Yes?" she asked.
"I need to speak with Anubis Cruger," the girl said.
Z was startled by this request. She and Sydney shared a glance.
"Why?" Syd asked.
"I need to see him. It's urgent," replied the girl.
"Um. Okay," Z said, hesitantly. She grabbed the devise at her belt a spoke into it. "Commander, there is a little girl near the receptionist's desk that says she needs to speak with you."
"Cadet?" came the reply.
"There is a little girl who wants to speak with you," Z repeated. "She says it's urgent."
"I'm on my way."
A few minutes later, Commander Anubis Cruger came down the escalator to the receptionist's desk. Nearby, Z and Syd were with a little girl. He walked over towards them.
"What's the problem?" he asked the little girl.
The girl's green eyes grew wide and she seemed to not be able to speak.
"Are you alright?" Cruger asked her, his voice becoming gentle, fearing he may have scared her.
The girl just nodded. She looked familiar. Cruger knew he had never seen that girl before but there was something familiar about her eyes.
"Who are you?" he asked.
The girl finally managed to speak. She broke into a big grin. And said something that would change Cruger's life forever.
"I'm Molly Manx. I'm your daughter!"