The sky split into sharp flashing colors as the air around her sizzled.
Her skin seared and burned hotter than the surface of the sun as she sat on her knees, head pointed towards the heavens, screaming.
"Right... In... Two." She screamed as she faded into unconsciousness.
As she awoke from her slumber, a sandy feeling on the side of her face greeted her consciousness. She groaned and then choked on the sand that blew into her mouth.
"Fuck." She struggled to open her left eye as the blue sky beheld two suns scorching her. She briefly wondered where she was.
The heat of the desert that surrounded her beheld nothing to the blankness that befell her mind.
She stood up and looked around at her surroundings.
Dunes of sand as far as the eye could see.
The occasional metal pole or old building found its way out of the infinite sandy abyss and to the surface, but all of them could be classified as historical relics by this point.
Not that she cared to become a collector.
Scattered across the ground were bloodied and half-buried sandy corpses.
A general sense of apathy made her glaze over the bodies.
She wondered who she was. "Only one way to find out I suppose."
She started to walk.
She continued to walk.
Another dune rose over the edge of the horizon.
Another sun rose over the edge of the horizon.
An infinite desert, an infinite blazing sky.
As much as the multitude of suns that reigned over the heavens wished to obliterate her into the same dust that surrounded her, she kept moving.
Eventually, she came to the edge of a crater, and in the middle laid what she could only assume to be a transport spacecraft.
It'd been so long since she had seen something animate, she considered just observing it for a while, which she did.
Individuals wearing futuristic suits moved in and out of the craft, carrying futuristic pill-looking containers into it, and barrels out of it.
She slowly started to walk towards the craft.
"She could show up at any moment." She could begin to hear them conversing with one another.
"We have harvested the center thousands of times, and only three groups have gotten cau- Oh my god." He stopped as he saw her walking towards the craft.
"EVAC NOW. WE HAVE TO GO." He screamed to his cohorts, which resulted in them dropping everything they were carrying and starting to sprint towards the door to the ship, which was rapidly retracting up the ramp used to board.
She counted around 15 of them.
This filled her with excitement for some reason.
She smiled. The weak should fear the strong.
She looked down at her body, tattered clothes, and a pair of handcuffs around her wrists were all she wore.
She started sprinting towards the craft, which had its engine spinning up.
The individuals, which wore militaristic gear, quickly drew their plasma weapons and started shooting at her.
Many shots went wide, and although the searing pain erupted across her skin, she knew they didn't actually affect her.
What's done is done.
By the time she was halfway between the edge of the crater and the craft, it had started to lift off the ground.
She giggled to herself and came to a stop, and then bent her legs, preparing to leap.
She made eye contact with a marine that stood on the ramp on the back of the craft and smiled.
Within a second, she bounded a hundred feet up into the air, directly over the craft, and then with the force of a large vehicle slammed into the top of the transport, catapulting it directly into the desert below.
Whilst accomplishing what she wanted to do, she now lay in the rubble of scattered marines and scrap of a destroyed spacecraft.
She began to laugh maniacally as she stood back up.
"It's been a while since I have seen anyone. You are pathetic as always, trying to run first, and ask questions later. You never do have a chance to ask questions do you though?" She laughed at her own depraved sense of humor.
Flashes of her past shocked her mind for a moment, then she reeled herself back into reality.
She looked around at the marines who looked at her with terror in their eyes.
"Any questions? Concerns? Tripedations?" She smiled as she made contact with the marine that screamed to EVAC.
She slowly strode over and grabbed him by the armor piece connected to his chest, pulling him up to eye level with her.
As she did this he drew a pistol from his hip and shot her in the side of her face, causing her to drop him and fall into the sand.
The blunt force of the bullet impacting her was surprising enough to annoy her, but not much else as she brushed off the squished bullet from her left cheek and walked back over to the marine laying in the sand.
"You sore loser." She spat on the marine as she rolled him over to face her standing above him.
She quickly pulled her foot back and slammed it into the side of his helmet, which upon impact crushed the side of the helmet into his skull, killing him in an instant.
A couple of shots went off around her, although not aimed at her.
Many of the marines' corpses lay desecrated.
The handguns in their mouths were covered in blood dripping down the handles.
More shots rang out.
The movement around her stopped.
"I guess all the fun is over." She murmured to herself, readying to go asleep again.
As she lay in the sand, however, she heard movement behind a piece of debris.
She stood up and strode towards the curiosity.
As she looked over the rubble she saw a female marine, sprawled out looking up at her terrified.
"P-Please! I'll do anything! Just don't kill me please!" The marine screamed out into the sky.
Blood seeped out of her side, as a piece of debris had punctured her.
The wanderer smiled for a moment, before frowning.
Memories flooded back.
The researcher moved her down the sterilized hallway in cuffs, whilst tears flooded out of her eyes.
"P-Please don't! Don't kill me please..." She cried out to the researcher above her.
She shook her head, shaking the memories away.
"Nobody has ever asked anything of me before." The wanderer said looking down at the marine.