The smell of electrical burning, the deadly fumes that seeped in, the heat that became unbearable and the constant red flashing light, nearly drowned out the senses of the pilot in the cockpit. Jumbled words seemed to echo in the small space, as he tried to relay his whereabouts, to no avail.

In the distance, a blue orb could be seen in the murky blackness of space. It was the pilot's only hope, his last ditch effort to survive. His spaceship flew closer to the blue orb, breaking the ozone layer with a mighty noise. Pressure built around him, he fought with all his effort to stay awake, to land with little damage as possible. He roared down, into a vast landscape, where rock formations were red and tall, clashing with the world's blue sky. In that moment, before his ship hit the ground, the pilot blacked out, all was forgotten.

A young woman, reached both hands towards the sky. She yawned and stretched, letting her body relax after a long day of hiking. Her long, dark hair, blew in the wind. Her red cropped jacket, matched her seemingly fiery personality. With a triumphant smile, she glanced down from the highest point in the valley that she had climbed.

Her eyes scanned the vast, Nevada landscape, taking in all the rock formations that always seemed to put her at ease. The area always called to her and to her alone. Her joyus wonder was changed to a slight concern, when she heard a large boom. Her eyes shot up towards the bright blue sky, to see a falling object heading towards her. Her mouth went dry and slack, almost not believing what was happening right in front of her.

"What...the…!?"

In her panic, she crouched down, covering her head from the flying debris. The object came near feet from her, the force of the incoming was dangerously warm, loud and powerful. The noise was almost deafening.

Once the danger was thought to be passed, she raised her head up. She glanced down the damaged trail, where billowing smoke rose from, what looked like to her, an alien space craft.

She stood in momentary silence, not sure of what she should do.

With one big huff, she made her way down the rocky cliff-side, not sure of what she'd find would be friendly or deadly. She was ready for anything.

The pilot mound, as he slowly opened his yellow eyes. His head was throbbing, purple blood trailed down his left face, making his eyes water. He looked around in his shattered cockpit, seeing it spark and sizzle around him. With a slight hiss, he looked down at his chest, his eyes widened in horror as he saw a metal object sticking through his left shoulder. His breathing started to become shallow. He hated to admit it, but he was afraid.

"How embarrassing, for a Galra to go out like this…"

His head jerked up, hearing something above him. He looked out of his shattered window, to see a strange looking woman in red, gazing down at him with a shocked expression on her face. Shock too, took him over, as he hadn't expected to be found like this.

His thick eyebrows narrowed in anger, but his anger started to fade on him. The wounds he sustained took more out of him than he thought.

His vision started to black out on him again. The last thing he saw, before passing out, was the woman's worried face and her flowing, black hair.

The woman gazed down, her heart was racing. She had expected an alien, obviously , just not one that looked purple and kinda like a cat. She half expected to go Will Smith on the thing (Independence Day style) , punch the creature and say "Welcome to America." She just couldn't do it.

"Okay. It's going to be okay."

She rolled her eyes, this guy will probably not understand her, but she at least had to reassure herself.

With one last relaxing breath, she made way on getting the purple fuzzy space alien, out of the alien spaceship.

TBC