Name: Kira Kianu

Age: 19

Looks: Long black hair with a neon blue streak. Blue/grey eyes. 5'1", 99 pounds. Whiteish skin.

They say the when you are in cryosleep, the human side sleeps, but the primal, the animal side, stays awake. Observing, watching.

I remembered how my mother told me this before I got on this ship. I had just grinned and rolled my eyes. But it was true. Seeing how I was a cat-like human, I understood now.

I heard the sounds of the crash before I actually felt it. Being thrown around your pod IS NOT fun. Being slammed into the glass surrounding your frail, food derived, body hurts like hell. Opening your very sensitive eyes, blinded by the flashes of wires being disconnected blinds you for a while. All of these things happened to me, happened to everyone.

I opened my pod and fell out. My body fell onto the metal floor, cold, yet warm. I groaned as I felt something wet and sticky sliding down my face. I sniffed delicately and retched at the coppery scent of my blood.

I turned onto my back and closed my eyes. "This is the last time I ride on a spaceship." I groaned.