Hey! I just have one thing I need to say… It has come to my attention that I accidentally used a name that has already been, well, used. I completely forgot! Please don't kill me! My character has nothing to do with the character in the other story, except for the name. I am soooo sorry! I hope you don't mind!

Blinding light hit my face as my hiding place was exposed. I heard Mother gasp, while my father pushed against the Encartian using as much super-strength as he could, but in vain.

"Well, what do we have here?" the leader said in mock surprise. She gripped my arm and forcefully pulled me to my feet. I strained half-heartedly. I knew I couldn't win.

Instead, I just glared defiantly at my captors. The Encartian gripping my arm nodded at the ones holding my mother and sister. They let go immediately and flew outside. Mother tried to run towards me, but the leader held her hand up, her eye (the one you could see, since the other was covered by a long strip of black bangs) starting to glow red. Her evil smile returned as my mother slowed to a stop. Because, if she didn't slow down she would turn into a pile of ashes, thanks to my captor's laser-eyes.

"That's better," the lead invader purred coyly. "We wouldn't want to cause this young girl to feel any more distress; and she would if her mother allowed herself to disintegrate."

She beckoned to the Encartian that was still holding my father. "Get back to the ship, Etna. I will be there shortly." Then she turned to me. "As for you…."

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound outside. Dust flew in every direction as an enemy warship landed near our front door. "Since you're the last captive for the day," she hissed to me, "well just bring you into the ship from here and take off."

Then she dragged me to the front steps of our house, still watching my mother and father.

I watched helplessly as Father, released by Etna, held my sobbing mother in an embrace, while Safira ran to the closed window. She put her small hands on the glass, screaming, "You promised me you would stay safe!"

Just that one sentence made my heart shatter in a way nothing else could. I had promised. Though now I knew it was a horrible vow to make. I started to fight a little bit more, kicking at the leader's legs, but she just held me out further away from her so I was just out of reach. But Safira's tear-filled screams would haunt me for as the rest of my hardship-filled life.

I couldn't hear the rest of my sister's words; the Encartian typed some sort of code into a panel on the side if the ship. A formerly invisible door appeared, making the area around where it was hidden shine with unnatural light.

The instant the door slid open, my energy seemed to drain out of my body. The entire room was glowing red.

I gasped as my knees buckled and my vision spun. My captor yanked me to feet just as quickly, and roughly shoved me inside the room. I tried to get up and out before she closed the door, but the dizzying sensation was even stronger in the prison, and I just lay on my hands and knees, unable to move from that spot. Then the door slammed shut with a resonating boom.

My head pounded. As did my heart. I squeezed my eyes shut as the ship rumbled, rising from the ground, despair floating over me like a storm cloud.

I was a captive. After my family and I tried so hard to prevent this moment, it came.

Finally, my eyelids couldn't stay open any longer. I let myself go limp, and I collapsed on the cold metal floor.

I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke up, all I heard was an agonizingly painful screeching sound, like a warship going into warp speed. And believe me, I've heard my share of those.

My eyes fluttered open to see a face above me. It was a young woman. She was smiling warmly, but sadness was in her soft dark brown eyes. Her equally dark short hair made a ring around her face.

"Hello, sweetheart," she said softly. "It's nice to see you awake."

I shifted and found that she had placed my head in her lap, my hair tucked behind my ears. I sat up slightly, and she didn't stop me. But I instantly felt woozy and slowly lowered myself again.

"Who are you?" I inquired weakly.

"I'm Posia, from the South Quadrant," the girl replied. "And you?"

I hesitated. "Posia" inclined that she was from Lexicon, but, I couldn't be sure anymore. She said she was from the…wait. "What's the South Quadrant?" I asked hoarsely. "I mean, I've heard of the East and West ones, but…."

Posia's pleasant smile melted. I was afraid I'd touched an overly-sore subject, but she just gazed at the floor sadly. "It is-It was-my home, one of the most famous locations in Lexicon," she said. "Then, you know, the war…past rivalry between Quandrants. It just, kind of, disappeared."

I furrowed my eyebrows. That didn't make much sense, but I could tell she didn't want to talk about it. "Okay. Well, I have a question: What on Lexicon is this…stuff?" I asked, shakily gesturing towards the faintly glowing walls. My arm felt like jelly.

Posia twisted her head around to look at the fortifications. She pursed her lips. "You're somewhat right. It's Lexonite."

I paused in confusion. I've lived on Lexonite my entire life. This had certainly never happened before. "How can it be…?"

"Why is it so dizzying? This Lexonite had been cured," Posia answered. "Ever heard of that planet Earth?"

I nodded. Then regretted it. Ow. Head. Ow.
I'd only heard of Earth in my studies. Since this was the most surprising discovery to me about that certain place, I remembered that it was the only planet that possessed inhabitants that didn't have any supernatural powers. Weird, I know.

"So?" I didn't quite get the concept of what she was saying.

"Well…It's kind of complicated, really. The atmosphere around that planet, around most of that galaxy, actually, adds another substance to the meteorite. It makes it so that we Lexiconians lose our superpowers whenever we come in contact with it, or are even around it."

"Oh." So now I was surrounded by cured Lexonite that drained my powers.

We sat there for what felt hours. Finally, the ship shuddered and hit the ground. Or at least, that's what I thought had happened, since there were no windows. I heard voices outside, though they sounded muffled. Then I remembered I didn't have my usual powers, which included super-hearing.

The door slid open to reveal the same Encartian that captured me, smiling slyly. I winced as light bathed the scene inside the ship where we were imprisoned. It was then that I realized we weren't alone. There were dozens of other girls, all maybe eight years-old to 20. I didn't see Eslie, Mrs. Jingles granddaughter, though. They were all pressed against the sides of the walls, (as pressed as you can be without actually touching the walls), most with frightened, tear-streaked faces.

"Well, well, well," the villain taunted. "Welcome to Encartia."

Once again…a cliffhanger! And this one is little more cliffhanger-ish.