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WARNING: May have emotionally triggers

"Finding Home"

Chapter 1

Warning! Warning! Flashing red lights and blaring alarms were distracting Zera as she was trying to fly in Earth's atmosphere. The ship was being tossed around as if it was a child's toy. She had very little control of the ship. The ship was smoking from the heat of entering the atmosphere making it impossible to see where she was flying. Suddenly a mountain range appeared in front of her. She felt the impact into the mountain and knew nothing more.

The next time she woke up she was a large room with a giant tube and computers. Dimitria appeared in the tube. Zera felt as if she was drifting around in space. She didn't feel like she was grounded to anything. Come to think of it she couldn't feel her body at all. Then she realized she didn't have a body at all. Panic rose in her throat.

"Does the mind not lie so?" said Dimitria.

Zera was confused and a bit scared as well. She was very concerned about what had happened to her ship. She couldn't leave Earth without it.

"Calm your mind. What is fear if only a lack of understanding?" said Dimitria.

Zera laughed knowing she had once used those exact words. She had nothing to fear. Even if she was dead she knew that death was not the end. The only thing there was to fear was fear itself. She calmed herself down.

"What happened?" asked Zera.

"Do you not realize it?" said Dimitria.

"I crashed I know that," said Zera.

"The ship was not as stable as we thought. But do not worry I have a plan. There is a young human that was in a car accidently last night and her soul has agreed to allow you to use her body. Her soul would like to ascend but she doesn't want her family to suffer. We are going to her memories and yours together so you may have a human form. Your ship was sent to Inquiris for repairs and your body to Dulcea to be healed and then we will bring it here to be stored if there is a need to switch you back," said Dimitria, deciding that her typically way of speaking with Zera would not get the point across.

"So I died," said Zera

"The Eltarian body is quite a curious thing?" said Dimitria "it can sustain extensive amount of damage and not be died only badly injured."

"Okay, I'm not dead I just have a body that isn't functioning," sighed Zera.

"So how does this exactly work and how are you going to merge the minds of two spices together?" asked Zera.

"Do you not trust us?" said Dimitria.

"Of course," said Zera.

"Your knowledge of the universe remains but the access to the memories of Eltar and your travels will only appear when they would be apparently to survival," said Dimitria.

Zera found herself suddenly in a white room with a bed with a young lady laying on it. She had wavy golden blond hair and a warm medium honey colored complexion. She watched as the soul left the body and waved at her before disappearing in a beam of bright light. She didn't really actively try to get into the body it just pulled her inside. Once inside Zera slowly merged with human she now was.

The next morning when she opened her eyes there was no memory of Zera or of her journey that was in the forefront of the mind only the memories of Elizabeth Rose Donovan, and even those were a bit faulty. Doctors rushed into the room calling it and miracle as the young patient that had been in coma for two weeks had simply gotten up and used the bathroom on her own pulling out the tube out of her arms, which alerted the nurses and doctors.

"What is your name?" asked a doctor.

"Elizabeth Rose Donovan," said Elizabeth.

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen. My birthday was on May 21st. I live in Mariner Bay. My parents are Susan and Michael Donavan," said Elizabeth.

"Her long-term memory is fine," said the doctor allowing a police officer in.

"Can you tell us what happened during the car accident?" asked the police office with a notepad and pen handy.

"What car accident?" asked Elizabeth farrowing his eyebrow.

"What day is it?" asked the doctor.

"June 6th, graduation was last night," said Elizabeth crossing her arms.

"I think she's lost about close to a month's worth of memory. She was brought her June third," said the doctor.

Police officer looked pissed. Elizabeth had no idea what they were going on about. She did want to know why she was here though and she wanted to know where her parents were.

"Look kid, stop foolin' around. What happened that night?" growled the officer.

"Sir, if I knew I would tell you," said Elizabeth.

"Officer Jones, please remove yourself from this room," said the doctor.

The officer left the room mumbling under his breath. The doctor was speaking in a low voice to a nurse. Elizabeth felt completely ignored and like she knew absolutely nothing. She wanted to know what was going on. She felt like a little kid.

"Will someone tell me what happened?" snapped Elizabeth.

A nurse tried to grab her arm and Elizabeth wiped her arm away. She didn't trust anyone. She had never trusted doctors unless her parents were around. Her grandfather used to tell her the horror stories of when he worked in a mental institution and why when Aunt Karen was put in a mental institution he was so picky about the institution she was placed in. Ever since he told her the first story she had never looked at doctors the same way.

"Nurse Wilson, leave her be. She has a right to know. You were in a car accident, you've been in coma for a week," said the doctor calmly.

Elizabeth looked completely stunned. She didn't remember a car accident. She only remembered getting back from graduation and a huge fight with her oldest sister and her youngest older brother trying to break it up and calm everyone down. She couldn't even recall what they were fighting about only that it felt like it was the same thing it always was.

The floor and the ceiling were swirling together. She felt like her whole world was like a merry go around. She couldn't keep anything straight. Voices were muffled and lights were extremely bright. Then it all went black.

Several hours later Elizabeth slowly woke up as her senses took time to recover. Her hearing was the first to start working as she heard her father's voice she attempted to open her eyes. It took a few minutes for Elizabeth to be able to get her eyes open. It took a few minutes for her eyes adjust to see her parents. Her mother with her warm honey complexion and light brown hair looking between her husband and the doctor with worry. Her father standing tall and confident with his greying golden blond hair and fair complexion, next to the dark-skinned doctor her father really stood out.

"She awake," said Susan softly.

"Thank you lord," Susan said looking up at the ceiling.

"Why did she pass out again?' asked Michael.

"Emotional distress, we told her about the accident she went into shock. She's lost about a month's worth of memories so we had to explain why she was in the hospital," said the doctor.

"So there is nothing wrong?" asked Susan.

"She's healed quite a bit during the week of coma but I would be taking it easy for a while. You took quite jolt in that accident," said the doctor looking directly at Elizabeth.

"When can we take her home?" asked Michael.

"Tomorrow, we want to make sure she will remain stable tonight," said the doctor.

"Thank you Doctor Hanson," said Michael.

The doctor left leaving the three family members in silence. Elizabeth was franticly trying to remember something but there was nothing. She just couldn't do it. It was so irritated.

"Has anyone told you much about the accident?" asked Michael.

"No, only there was one and a police officer kept asking about it but I don't remember," said Elizabeth trying hard not to cry in frustration.

"Michael, I don't think it's time yet," said Susan.

"Let her choose if she wants to know," said Michael harshly.

"I want to know what happened," said Elizabeth.

"You went to a party with James Byers and Maureen Ashington. You paged us you were on your way home at ten. Then we get a call a ten thirty there was a car accident," said Michael "they found the car flipped over and wrapped around a tree. No one knows for sure what happened."

"What happened to James and Maureen?" asked Elizabeth stuttering.

"They were killed," said Michael.

Elizabeth broke down into sobs. They had been best friends since she could remember, not including the month of memory she had lost. She had been the one who had hooked them together saying they were just too cute together. Now they were both gone and she couldn't remember a thing to figure out what happened.

Susan tried to comfort Elizabeth but she pulled away from her. She didn't want to be touched. She wanted to be left alone. She couldn't even remember anything about a party. She knew that James was not a saint by any means when it came to parties, but she couldn't say that. She couldn't ruin the name of her best friend, even if it meant the truth would never come out. She wanted his family to be able to continue to think he was the perfect son and the same for Maureen's family. Part of her hoped she never remembered.

Returning home wasn't as easy as her parents hoped. She was physically fine but it was like they didn't know their daughter anymore. She had no interest in things she used to love. She showed no interest in dance, theater or in painting. It was like living with a stranger. Suddenly a young girl that loved the spotlight now hated it. She liked spending more time alone and reflecting. She went from Shakespeare to Lorrie Moore. It was more of a shock for her parents then her siblings or even Elizabeth herself.

The idea of living Mariner Bay came after the funerals and Elizabeth was just sitting her room spacing out. Susan and Michael decided moving closer to his work and the university would be better than staying in Mariner Bay. Silver Hills also had better schools for the younger kids. They weren't going to sell their house just move. The Victorian beach house had been in the family since it was built and needed lots of work. Of course, the younger Donovan family members weren't really happy but they were old enough not to throw a tantrum over it.

The moving to Silver Hills turned out to be a great move. The got a larger house with a modern look and was in gated community. Unlike the upper class in Mariner Bay there was a clear divide in residential communities in Silver Hills. Elizabeth wanted nothing to do with the girls her age in the gated community they lived in, there was a clear definite click of girls. But Elizabeth wasn't in high school anymore she wanted away from that stuff. She actually take off and explore the community to find places she liked near campus. It also helped her mind get off an accident she can't remember.

Author's Note:

Thanks for reading. Let me know the good, the bad and the ugly. Don't sugar coat reviews, I'm not a new writer. That's the only way to improve. The next chapter we get into the story deeper. I'd like to say thanks to everyone who has favorited or made an alert to my story. It means a lot.