A/N: Thank you to the four reviewers out there. Been going through some wierd times lately, and am trying hard to keep my stories on the schedule that most of you readers expect of me. Anyway got about a thirteen percent review to hit ratio for chapter one, which isn't bad, and is about average for starting chapters for my stories, but it could be better so please if you read this story review even if it's to tell me how bad it sucks. Anyway here is chapter two.

"She has yet to awaken," a tall man with dark brown hair and fairly tan skin asks calmly. He wore what appeared to be a mesh jumpsuit and had his eyes covered by a red blindfold with a strange symbol printed in the middle.

"It took a lot of the Blue Light to get her unconscious sir," Raico says as she continues to view the monitor that showed the young Fire Guardians life signs. "You should exorcise some patients. It takes a lot of time before someone is alleviated from the effects of that device."

"Alert me immediately should she awaken," the man says quickly, "I have to make sure we are still on course."

"Yes sir," Raico says with a playful grin while saluting the man as he left.

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Taranee groaned as she finally managed to find her way back to the conscious world. She opened her eyes to find that the world was quite blurry.

"That was sure a weird dream," Taranee yawns as she stretches before she reaches to where she put her glasses, but instead fumbled out of the bed. She sat up with a startled look on her face as her eyes adjusted themselves to look around the room she was in with greater detail. The walls looked like aluminum as the dull lights reflected off of them calmly. She stood and examined the bed, which looked like it belonged in a hospital and not a bed room, and around the surface was a variety of strange instruments.

"Good morning," a calm voice says from behind her. The frightened Taranee turns quickly to see a tall grey colored woman with smoky colored hair. She wore a light blue jumpsuit that was missing its sleeves. "My name is Raico. How are you Feeling?"

"Where…what's," Taranee couldn't bring herself to ask any questions. This Raico towered about three feet above her yet the more the dark skinned human looked at her the more the calm black almond shaped eyes seemed to relax her.

"Maybe I should start explaining," Raico says as she appears to sit on a non –existent chair. "I don't want you to damage your vocal cords before they have a chance to adjust."

"Where am I," Taranee squeaks out. Her voice was very hoarse but the message still got across.

"You are inside the medical bay of the Starship Solar Wave which belongs to the intergalactic organization Planetary Wind." Raico answers quickly as she motions a finger and a glass of water floats off of a desk on the other side of the room and places itself near Taranee. She then waited for the young Earthling to finish the glass before she continued. "Do you have any other immediate questions?"

"Why am I here," Taranee says placing the water glass on the ground before sitting on the bed.

"That isn't as easy of a question to answer," Raico says with a sigh, "I really have no clue why any of us are here…"

"Us," Taranee interrupts quickly.

"Yes," Raico says, "you, me, and four other people from different planets. From what I do know is that we've been chosen to be some kind of special task force or something. The captain of the ship said he'd tell us more once you woke up, but first we should get you changed out of your nighties."

"But I didn't bring any clothes with me," Taranee says in an agitated tone as the room's temperature starts to spike, "never the less did I have any choice in the matter of coming here. I demand that you take me home."

"Well I would take you home," Raico said calmly, "but I unfortunately don't have that kind of influence here. Second, I'm sure we could find you something to wear and third…"

"Yes," Taranee says looking at the woman as she paused.

"Could you let the temperature return to normal," Raico says, "my planet is almost all tundra so I'm not really used to this kind of heat."

"Sorry," Taranee says with a deep sigh. "I guess I'll have to speak to this captain of yours then?"

"Yep," Raico says standing, "but first let's get you into something more space worthy."

"Space," Taranee questions timidly.

"Of course silly," Raico says walking past the Earth girl and into a hall way. "Where else would a space ship be?"

"This so can't be happening," Taranee sighs to herself as she reluctantly follows the tall woman into the hallway.

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The two soon found their way into a room that made Taranee feel a little more comfortable. The room looked pretty much the exact same as…

"My room," Taranee says as he eyes widen in surprise. Everything was pretty much in the exact place where she left it when she was taken away from her home.

"Well yes and no," Raico says as she walks into the room. "This is your room on the ship, and it is a perfect replica of your room on your home planet. What was that one called again?"

"Earth," Taranee responds quickly while grabbing her glasses from off the nightstand and placing them in front of her eyes.

"Right," Raico says with a cute grin, "your clothes should be in your dresser but I should warn you…"

"About what," Taranee says as she walks over to her dresser and opens the door. She is then surprised at what she sees in the mirror on the interior of the right door.

She had appeared to have aged quite a bit as the young woman now stood at a height that she only experienced in her Guardian form. Her black hair had grown to sit at around her waist, something that she should have noticed when she first woke up, and she noticed that her once normal fitting pajamas were now much smaller than they were.

"What happened to me," Taranee asks while blushing from the fact that she was showing far too much skin for her liking.

"You aged a little bit," Raico says with a friendly grin, "okay a lot a bit."

"Aged," Taranee says looking herself over. Panicked thoughts were racing through her brain. How long had she been asleep? Did her friends worry about her? Did they try to find her?

"Yea about five of your planet's years," Raico says quickly.

Five years, the fire maiden began to think to herself as her breathing increases. Even if they had looked for me the other Guardians would have given up after five years. Well, at least Cornelia would have.

"Are you okay," Raico says walking quickly up to Taranee to see tears streaming down the Earthling's cheeks. "Your breathing is becoming erratic." At the question the dark skinned woman wrapped her arms around the much taller alien and sobbed quietly.

"What's wrong," Raico asks as her face becomes flush in a darker hue of gray. On her world this kind of embrace symbolized two lovers. "Why are you crying?"

"I want to go home so bad…but," Taranee says through her sobs.

"But what," Raico says with a sigh as she knew hers and the Earthlings customs where quite different.

"On my world," Taranee says as she starts to calm down. She had to be rational at this time and breaking down won't get anything done. "If someone goes missing and they aren't found within a certain amount of time…they're pronounced dead."

"That isn't right," Raico says calmly as Taranee releases her hold from her thin waist, "that a planet would pronounce one of its own dead just because they've been gone a while."

"Unfortunately that's how my society works," Taranee says returning her attention to the dresser. Inside were about three of the suits that Raico was wearing only that hers had arms and were a light orange in color. "These aren't my clothes."

"Since you got bigger we had to get rid of all your normal clothes," Raico sighs, "but I bet we'll be to a lot of worlds so you can get some new ones. Until then those will have to do. The captain says were required to wear them at all times, but they do have some interesting features." The tall woman then snaps her fingers and the suit quickly changes into a simple pair of pants and a white vest.

"How did you do that," Taranee asks as Raico's suit changes back to normal.

"The suits have polymorphic properties," Raico says, "I'm ashamed to admit it but I don't really know how it works, but I think that it has something to do with nanotechnology. It is quiet useful though when you need to blend in."

"That would be pretty good," Taranee says as she takes one of the suits of its hanger. She then looks at the patiently waiting Raico. "Do you mind?"

"Nope not at all," Raico says with her usual grin before realizing, "oh, you want to change in private." She then rubs the back of her head as she leaves the room. "I'll wait for you out here then."

Taranee waited for the door to finish closing before walking over to the bed and sitting on it. She sighed as she held the strange suit in her hands. The fabric was smooth but is very soft and comfortable. She looked around the replica room. She knew it wasn't really her room, but it made her feel much more comfortable. She felt alone as she sat there. Her friends probably thought that she was dead. She had disappeared five years ago. Even Hay Lin would have given up by now.

She curled up a little and silently cried.

"Um," Raico says from outside the door, "could you hurry up. The captain will be a little annoyed if we report to him late."

"O…Okay." Taranee says wiping away the tears on her cheek before she quickly puts on the suit. It fit perfectly to her body as if it were made one hundred percent for her. She then quickly grabbed a hair tie, that she meant to give back to Hay Lin at some point, and tied her hair back into a ponytail before leaving the room.

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"So are you ready to meet everyone," Raico asks as the girl steps into the hall.

"Depends," Taranee says as she walks beside Raico as she walks down the hall, "who is everyone."

"The captain and the other four members of our team," Raico says calmly with her smile spread across her face.