Hello Everyone! Author here. So, I haven't really updated at all since I don't really... like where the actually KOTLC story is going. Harsh right? Anyways, I've been having to do a lot of story writing in class, so here's one of the stories I wrote. The theme was Science Fiction and yes- I did get an A. *Blush* Without further ado- please enjoy. :)

ALEX AND HER DEMON

PART ONE

She did not know how long she had been lying there. In the deep cavern where light was practically non-existent, a white mist rode over her body, following a cool, salty wind that blowed lazily from the north. There was no sign of any other life, except for the average plants; three leaves on a stem; that sprouted from the mud she layed on.

She groaned, staring up at the small hole embedded into the ceiling of the cavern above her. That was where she had fallen from. It was quite unnerving how it had happened. Stepping on what she had thought was solid ground, she took one, two, three steps until suddenly the floor broke from beneath her- ensuring a hard fall into the cavern she now occupied. Sharp pain followed, and she remembered nothing else.

How long have I been lying here?

It was a tricky question to answer, and though occasional light flooded from up above, it held no clue. After all, she could only see the color purple.

Cautiously sitting up, the pain vividly came back, encroaching near her left knee and ankle. Her landing had been harsh after all, and it was no wonder she had an injury. However, there was a trickier question at hand.

How will I be able to get out of here?

She shook her head. What did she have to do first? "Sit up.". She ordered her body to move, gritting her teeth when even the slightest movement made pain shoot up her leg. A small noise escaped her mouth. She was able to sit up though.

All right.

What else?

A splint. She needed a splint to be able to move. Spotting a few twigs on the floor in front of her, she grunted as she extended her hand towards it. "Good enough.". Now she needed some kind of cloth.

What type of cloth do I have with me now?

She took off the white jacket stained brown from mud (She could do without it) and ripped it into strips with the knife she found in her belt pouch. Before she knew it there was a splint positioned around her leg, allowing her to stand up. Leaning on the moist cave wall, she sighed. It was a miracle she was alive. After somehow surviving the crash, and only getting a sprained ankle when she had fallen through the floor, she should have been praising every god she could think of. However….

Focus on the present, not on the past.

She had to keep moving on if she wanted to survive.

PART TWO

Alex somehow got out of the cavern by relying on a few strands of rope, and her 'sheer strength,' which meant she fell on her first two tries. She was out of the cave though and that was all that mattered. That, and she was somehow still alive. Outside, she finally got a good look at the planet she crashed on.

It seemed to be a mess of a forest. She was standing on a mountain, and as she overlooked the land below it seemed to be nothing but trees and occasional rocks that peeked through the canopy. As she swiveled around taking in the panoramic view she spotted an ocean that stretched out farther than the trees could even begin to hope. It was a lovely shade of rich mauve, and she could only wonder how it would have looked in other colors. There were two suns in the sky, illuminating the land below with a light hue of amethyst, and Alex could see the hint of a moon in the horizon.

It seemed to be something in the air, accompanying the salty mist that sprayed from the rocking waves of the ocean, but crashing on this planet may have not been all that bad. Thinking back to the event, had she not done so, there was no doubt in her mind that right now she would be on her way back to the space base, where she would be briefed with command central for a few hours, before she was allowed on her way.

She would have arrived at her dorm with enough time to take a quick shower before she would be whisked off to command another mission with her squadron. After she finished that, it would be her curfew and she would be allowed a generous 7 hours of sleep before she was to rise and start her day all over again. But instead she was here, on this strange planet with no way off of it- somehow loving every moment. It was a great change of pace.

Maybe…

PART THREE

The sun must have just risen, since it was still shining brightly overhead even a few hours later. Following the trail of smoke that rose into the air, Alex arrived at the scene of where her ship had crashed. It was not a pretty sight. Of the two wings, only one was intact; the other had taken on the brunt of the crash and was now in pieces. The windows were in place though, a good sign meaning she wouldn't have to hold her breath for the entire flight through space if she got off the planet.

Would that be possible?

She shook her head. "Focus Alex.". Diverting her attention back to the ship, she saw the engine was a little busted up (nothing she couldn't fix) but now came the most important and decisive part of the examination. Would the communication be intact? She held her breath as she heaved the hood open, which revealed the pilot's seat along with the controls and steering of the ship. She hopped inside, turning the ship on. The screen in front of her flashed white before returning to the all too familiar radar she once spent a week staring at.

So far so good. Next she tapped on the screen, switching it from radar to signal readings. "FACIAL SCAN NEEDED. PLEASE LOOK INTO CAMERA.". Alex frowned. Normally ships like this didn't need a scan... "FACIAL SCAN COMPLETE. FACE NOT RECOGNIZED. WILL DESTRUCT IN 10… 9…" The screen went black. The ship turned off. Terror filled her. A high-pitched whining was filling the air, a sound she knew too well, and she struggled with getting out of the ship.

She had to move, and run. Run far, far away. "6…. 5…. 4…" She got out of the ship, landing hard on her sprained leg. She yelped, but pushed through the pain. It would be nothing compared to what she would feel if she was near the ship when it-

"2… 1."

Oh no.

BOOM! Alex was blasted forward, her stomach slamming hard into a tree. Vomit flew. Wind tore her back up. Sharp fragments embedded into the trees next to her, and a piece of glass embedded itself right before her nose. The force was so great she could not move, blink- hardly breath. The vomit stung her throat, and her eyes watered as dust flew in them. It lasted for only a moment, and she seemed to be suspended on the tree, until the wind stopped. When no other force was acting on her, gravity took the reigns and she began to fall.

THUD. Lying face-up on the ground, she heaved in the air that was forced out of her, and coughed up blood. It didn't stop. Each cough was worse than the other, until Alex was 99.9% she was dying.

What can I do to save myself now?

Her mind was running out of options, and it was getting harder to think clearly. But then, out of the mess that was her mind, a single though appeared. Her bracelet. The bracelet given to her by her twin brother, one that would work only once- in a time of emergency. It had been a parting gift, due to the new circumstances that they would no longer be living together on the same base, and it was to serve as a reassurance, that even if they died- they could see each other no matter the distance. After all, war was unpredictable.

She struggled to raise her arm to her face, refusing to die now when help was so close. The silver band chimed as it came into view. "Hey Demon… um… I think I need help….". The bracelet turned warm, chimed three times and silenced.

Did it work?

Then she saw it. The bracelet emitted a projection, and a body of a human appeared. It glowed a soft blue light; becoming more and more solid until a holographic figure of her brother was in front of her, looking quite annoyed. He was holding a medical kit. "Really Alex? I don't know how you got like this, but you just woke me up.". His voice was deadly serious, but his eyes were playful. "And for that I will never forgive you.".

PART FOUR (FINAL PART)

Kace was different from your average person. As the youngest graduate of the academy and his spotless zero loss streak, he was a force to be reckoned with- even if he was only 16. Alex was his twin though, and the older one out of the two. She too was a captain- ranked higher than her brother- and for a short while she had operated a squadron with him in it. The two became known throughout the enemy side, until they inevitable gained the nickname "Alex and her Demon.". When she heard that name, she thought it was hilarious. And so from that day, Kace became known as 'Demon.'.

It was perhaps a day later after Demon healed her that she could move. All of the bleeding had stopped thanks to the new medicine that was being developed, and the soreness was practically nonexistent. The ache in her leg was gone, and she felt just fine. But. She was still stranded. That meant she had some work to do. Alex tested her body; it seemed to still work; and she clapped her hands in front of her. "Alrighty. Let's go see if I can fix the ship.".

It was perhaps a week later that she fixed the communication system. There was no doubt there was panic back at the base to look for her, but she decided that she wasn't waiting around to see if they would actually dispatch people to look for her.

She had survived eating off of a strange plant she had never seen before- bright red fruit with white stripes- but she deemed it edible after taking small bites to test if it was poisonous. As for water, she set up a system to boil the ocean water so that only fresh water would come out, leaving behind the salt.

It may have been enough to keep her alive, but she swore once she was off of this planet she was going to the most expensive space restaurant she could find and buy everything on the menu.

After moving back to the scene of the explosion, Alex concluded that the ship was far too broken to even be considered fix. However, the communication device was in fine condition, and she worked from there. "Ok... Time to see if this works.". She had scraped together enough pieces to wire a small box that would be capable of reaching base. At least, she hoped. She flipped the switch. Static. "Hello, this is Alex Murasakino- can anybody read me?" On the fifth time she repeated the call she got an answer. "Hello Alex Murasakino we read you. Please send over your coordinates."

A day later Alex stood upon the same rock she had emerged from a week ago, this time looking up at the sky as a ship entered the atmosphere. She waved her hands at it, signaling that she, Alex Murasakino, was alive and well despite being stranded. She watched it land beside her. The bay doors opened, revealing a small cabin where four people stepped out. A pilot, and three guards. She walked on board.

As they flew away, exiting the atmosphere, she looked back at the planet. It was a small blue blob with occasional greens.

If… If I hadn't been stranded there… I think… yeah.

She stood up, and walked over to the pilot who was flying the ship. "I know this will sound like a strange request... But would you mind uploading this location to my database?" The pilot looked strangely at her. "Um.. Sure Captain Alex.". She waved off the name. "Please call me Alex.". He nodded stiffly and returned his attention back to flying. She sat back down. After a pause, one of the guards spoke. "Sorry to ask Captain Alex, but... why would you like such a thing? After all you were stranded here.". She looked up at him, and smiled. "I thought that too. But… as I spent more and more time there, I noticed how much I was dreading my return. Sure I was stranded there- but what if I wasn't? That planet was an oasis, and practically untouched by this war. That's why I want to save this place. Because if this war- no sorry- when this war ends, I want to come back here and live out my life.".

She could tell from their looks they believed she was crazy. But the pilot shrugged and pressed a button. The computer spoke. "COORDINATES SAVED TO ALEX MURASAKINO'S DATABASE.".

END