Hello everyone! I have been a YJ fan since it first came out when I was a kid. I have had this fanfic idea bouncing around in my head for a few years, and finally decided to start writing it! I am always trying to improve my writing, so any and all reviews are welcome. Enjoy the second chapter of my first story, you filthy animals.

-TheDarkAbyss

Location: Bludhaven

Date: Feb 14th, 2010

Time: 2:11 AM

Emerald East's mouth fell open. An alien had just crash-landed in front of her. She needed to get off this beach!

She jumped to her feet and turned left to run when she heard a strangled word. She didn't know it at the time, but that one word would change the entire course of her life.

The alien was yelling. And it was yelling, "Help!"

Emmy glowered at the silver ball ship whatever-the-hell it was. She didn't have time for this. She had to get out of town and find a place to wait for Bobby to forget about her and-

"Help! Please!"

She hated how the desperation in the voice tugged on her heart and brought up antiquated, unwelcome memories all at once.

No! She was not getting involved in whatever this was. She had a plan to follow and causing an intergalactic event was not on her to-do list, but her voice was already betraying her.

"Just hold on!" She found herself screaming without permission. Emerald was officially a sucker. She hated seeing innocent people in pain, and she didn't know enough about this being to assume they were anything other than innocent. She saw a rusted bat leaning under a glassless window and grabbed it. Perfect.

She dove into the icy waves before her brain had a chance to talk her conscience out of it. Emerald reached the ball in twenty seconds. It was a completely smooth silver with no perceivable seams. There was a cracked glass windshield and behind it sat a being unlike no other she had ever seen. It almost looked like a humanoid octopus and rhino hybrid that was purple all over with two panicked pink eyes, four tentacle arms ending with rhino hooves, and three light purple tusks in the center of its face. A midnight blue liquid was coming out of its mouth and the large gash on its side. The most peculiar part though, was what the being was wearing. It wore a dark green suit which seemed alive and breathing with its constantly flickering droplets of neon light. A dark green emblem sat on the chest, but Emmy didn't have time to look at that as she grabbed a hold in the cracked glass and hoisted herself up to meet the beast's eyeline.

"Are you okay?" She shouted above the rain and waves.

The being's eyes fell shut in a drowsy manner. I think the blue stuff is blood. "Hold on!" She tried to smash the glass out with her bat, but the combination of the waves and her awkward position prevented her from getting any force behind her hits.

"Hey!" She screamed. She wacked the glass again, "Wake up!"

The being opened its eyes abruptly.

"Can you steer this thing at all?" Emerald could see that the ship was taking on water quickly. The being would drown soon if they didn't get to the shoreline.

The purple rhino-pus nodded slightly.

"A little," its voice was weak but determined.

"Alright! Aim for shore!" With one hand digging into the glass painfully, and one hand holding the bat, Emerald began the worst swim imaginable and attempted to pull the pod to the beach. Thankfully, it had a small motor because it eventually started puttering behind her. After an agonizing minute, they finally reached water up to her knees. Emmy threw the bat outside of the water's range and used both hands to tug the ship further onto the land. She was screaming with exertion and the pain from the glass digging into her palms, but she quickly got the ship rooted firmly in the soaked sand. She removed her hands from the glass, slipping on the sand.

"What happened to you?" She shrieked at the ship.

"My brother," came the quiet reply. "He wants my power. He is following me."

Emerald swore and grabbed the bat.

"Try to cover your eyes!" She started hitting the windshield as hard as she could at the places that were already cracked. The glass was sturdy, but it started to shatter after four hard swings.

"Human!" Interrupted the being. "What is your name?"

Emmy looked at the alien in confusion. "Is that really important right now?" She ignored the shivers running through her drenched, windchilled body and hit the glass again until a big swath of it fell to her feet.

The being looked her in the eye with a startling display of willpower despite the puddle of blue blood increasing around its person.

"Yes."

Emerald searched the pupil-less, all purple eyes.

"Emerald. My name is Emerald East. I go by Emmy."

"Emmy," the being was thoughtful. Emmy could see into the small cockpit better now; there shard of metal jammed into the being's side was more prominent than initially thought. Even if she got them out before the brother showed up, she wasn't sure it would make a difference. She was not an alien anatomy or first aid expert. "Give me your hand."

"What?" Right when she thought the interaction couldn't possibly get any weirder.

"Please."

She looked at the being suspiciously but dropped the bat to her left hand and shoved her bloody right one through the gap in the windshield and into the tentacle-hoof. Emerald gasped as the being's eyes glowed a brilliant purple; she felt a presence rummaging roughly through her memories like a child tearing apart their room in search of a lost toy. The feeling of purple vanished. She fell to her knees in the sand with a groan.

She looked at their purple eyes groggily and with a spinning head.

"You have faced great pain and horror in your life, young one," the voice soothed her pain. "But you have shown great perseverance and bravery because of it."

Emerald tore her hand from the being's and stood up on shaky legs.

"We don't have time for this," she crashed the bat into the window again. "I need to get you out of here!"

The purple rhino-pus raised a hand to stop her from trying again, its breathing more ragged.

"You have much blood on your hands, but the ring looks at hearts and not histories."

"What the hell are you talking about, man?" Her throat was starting to hurt from screaming over the rain.

"You have great willpower. I believe you will be next."

Emerald brought the bat down on the glass again and tore a large, cracked chunk off with her hands.

"No offense," she sassed, "but I won't be dying in an escape pod that is the antithesis of aerodynamic anytime soon."

The being let out a sound close to a laugh before grabbing its punctured side in agony. The hole was sufficient enough for them to slide through now, so Emerald dropped the bat into the sand and leaned in to unbuckle the seatbelt. The sky flashed a blinding purple. Emerald looked up to see a much larger "comet" headed in their direction.

"Come on! We need to get out of here!"

"That is my brother," the being used the last of its strength to grab Emerald's tugging hands. "You must not let him get the ring. You must protect it from his abuse."

"Now is not the time to be talking about a ring, Gollum!" She glanced away from the being to see the comet open up into a ship much larger than the escape pod she was currently standing at.

-Alien suicide trigger warning—

"Shit," her body was telling her to run but she couldn't leave them yet. "I'm not leaving you, so you need to get out of the damn ship okay!" Emmy looked back at the being in time to see them take a small dagger and stab it into their neck.

"No!" She shrieked horrified. She had seen people kill themselves in front of her. It never got less startling.

-End of Warning-

"Thank you," it murmured. "I am She-tak".

The other ship was getting alarmingly close. Emmy stumbled onto her ass, crab crawling away from the scene in consternation. The purple ship was about to hit the water when the green light from She-tak's escape pod blinded Emmy once again. However, this time was different. The light entered every pore of her skin. She felt it encase every muscle, every bone, every organ, every molecule in her body until the energy in her person grew so much that it exploded out of her in a stunning display of green power. The light dimmed and left a floating, unconscious 15-year-old girl in its place.

The purple ship's cockpit opened.

"No!" Screamed a guttural voice. "It was supposed to be me! I'll kill you for this you gloshknocker!"

The girl's eyes opened, glowing green, and when she opened her mouth her words overlapped with the voices of every being who had held this position before her.

"No." The eyes narrowed. "You won't."