“All systems halt.”

The small ship slid to a stop. Slowly, Cobra removed her visor and sighed regretfully. She put her visor on its respected shelf and pressed the button for communications.

“I don’t care if this is a bad time. You gave me permission to pass through this space and I intend to pass through.”

“Consider the permission void. You are not passing through.” The alien voice rasped on her ears.

“Let me speak to your superiors.” As she spoke she felt her eyes shift colors slightly.

Darn.



She’d worked weeks on keeping her eyes the same color. And now, a small incident had screwed up her whole training.



“Look, let me speak to your superiors and I will gladly get myself out of your space.”



“Turn on visual” Why oh why the heck why?



“Negative. Give me one reason why I should turn on visual?”



“Security.”



“And your scans will not do?” Lights started to flash on her controls. Leaning forward to check them she saw that she had been put into a tractor beam.



Darn once again.



“Release me! I demand to talk to your superiors!” She banged on a few buttons in hopes of breaking free but the field was too strong.



Her small ship was nearing the docking bay. Inwardly she screamed at herself for taking her weaker ship, Neptune Spider rather than her well-prepared Tygerlilli. Leaping up from the control center chair, she banged her head.



“Release me or I will press charges!” She screamed into the microphone. However, all she received as a reply were some weird unrecognizable mumblings and an odd-half laugh.

As her ship passed through the entrance to the docking bay she banged on the walls in frustration. This was not like the way Kzirin had dealt with her in the past.

Whirling around she saw the doors to her ship get forced open with a hiss. As the Kzirin filed in she slowly she pressed a small button on her watch, starting a distress signal.

“None of that.” One of them raised his blaster and shot her watch, slightly singeing her arm.

Darn.

“Arms above your head.” One of them commanded, while one of his associates relieved her of her blaster and of all her ammo.



Thank G-d that she strapped her knife to her ankle rather than her belt.



As he handed her weapons to the leader she caught something. On his arm was a brand, of an X with two alien letters beneath it.

It was the mark of a criminal, specifically someone who had been kept on one of the Kzirin prison camps.

As she raised her eyes to look at the others, she noticed they all had the same brand. However, the leader saw her small eye movements, and with a look of anger, raised her gun and hit her square on the forehead with it.

As the world went black and the pain in her head suddenly stopped in the suddenness of unconsciousness, the Kzirin dragged her and put her in one of their medical pods, filling it with blue fluid that would protect her from the elements of nature. The leader set the pod’s computer’s map, and the pod shot off to a planet in another solar system.



~*~

Snow covered the ground and more was falling on the small, unknown planet. Winds blew across the desolate surface and howled in the rock formations. The sky was a dark, unforgiving blue that always seemed to be sending down crystals of snow relentless of season, although all the seasons seemed the same.

The cold silence was broken by a loud thunk as the pod hit the ground. As the powdery snow settled, the frail surface of the pod cracked in the sudden cold. The glass-like substance shattered and the girl rabbit locked inside fell to the ground with the sudden lack of support, still unconscious. As the fluid was almost instantly frozen and carried off in the harsh wind, she was left, gasping for breath in the barren, frozen world fate had placed her in.

~*~