She had always known she was different from everyone else. When she was young, she liked to play with worms and explore run-down buildings rather than play with dolls and have tea parties. As she grew, her powers became apparent. She could see things that the rest of us could not, such as the frequent rip in dimensions which allowed other beings a glimpse of who we were and what we had. She also had a very primal instinct with a deep understanding of how to fight, to use every piece of her body as a weapon. She had never been trained in this, at least not that she could remember, however now, as she stood alone to face the "things" that had finally crawled out of one of the dimensional rips, she was glad she did knew these things. Another person in her position may have been frightened, even to death, but not her. This was the moment she had been waiting for, the time to test her skills in a life or death situation. A time to smile. A time to fight. A time to win. Thanks for looking, comments and tips always welcomed. --Eryk All items are from DAZ. Posed in Poser 5 Rendered in Vue 4 Postwork in Microsoft Photodraw v2.