"Well, this is an emotional scene," A recognizable voice said.

"Rox?"

"Hello Anabella. Joe," Rox said. Then he looked at Randolph. Randolph looked at him with some skepticism.

"I believe I do not know your name," Rox said. Randolph pointed the shotgun on him, but my dad stopped him.

"No, no, he's good," my dad said.

"Rox, he's dead. Brok's dead," I said.

"Hmm... interesting, since we have developed a new resuscitation method," Rox said, for the first time there was a glare of hope.

"A new what?"

"Resuscitation method. Has he been dead for more than three minutes?" Rox asked.

"No," I replied immediately.

"Than allow me," Rox said walking towards Brok's body. He knelt down to look examine him.

"Hmm. Well, there is a serious problem with his digestive system due to the exposure of human food. We can however place his conscioussness into an avatar," Rox said.

"Like you?" I asked.

"Not quite. Please step back. This process will take a while," Rox said. Then other Sha people entered the main deck. They immediately aimed their weapons at us, but Rox stopped them.

"No. They are our friends. That is Anabella and her father and this is... who are you?" Rox asked Randolph.

"Her friend?"

"Is that true?" Rox asked me.

"Yes," I said immediately. The weapons went down. Then the Sha members began to speak to Rox in their Sha language. There was a brief exchange between them and afterwards they left.

"They will bring the avatar now. Let us end this affair," Rox said. He walked to one of the computers of the main deck and began to punch the keys on the holographic screens. Soon two strange and dark capsules appeared next to Brok. The capsule's door opened with a swish sound. Rox approached the prince, carried him and placed him inside of the capsule. Then one of the Sha soldiers returned with a small handbag.

"What is that?" I gasped.

"I don't know," my father said. The Sha soldier placed the small handbag on the floor. Both capsules immediately closed. Then a strong light lit the entire room. It was so bright, that Randolph, my father and I had to squint until it became unbearable. Then we covered our eyes and finally we had to close them. Then just as the main bridge had lit, it darkened. The capsules popped open.

I opened my eyes to see Brok's lifeless body on the first capsule and then I glanced towards the second one and I gasped.

A young man stepped out of the capsule. His hair was short trimmed and blond. His eyes were blue, his skin pale, but there was something about him, something in the way he looked at me. His features were very familiar to me. His chest was bare and he was a couple of inches taller than me. He ran towards me and grabbed my hands.

"Anabella?" He said to me. I frowned with dismay. I was confused.

"Brok?" I asked.

"Yes, it's me," he said. His voice had changed a bit. It wasn't as deep or as husky as it was before. I looked into his eyes unsure of who he was.

"You look so... human."

"I am human," he replied. I just couldn't see him. Every trace of himself was gone. His dark long hair, his height and even his golden eyes. Then he kissed me and the way he kissed me, that nice, tender, sweet way of doing it made me realize that it really was him! His lips parted from mine.

"Brok! It is you," I said. He nodded.

"Yes, it's me Anabella."

"Oh my God, but... your appearance... what are you going to do?"

"I'm staying here... with you," he replied.

"On Earth? But what about your castle, your title, your family? What about Rox? I can't let you give all that up for me," I said.

"Oh, he won't have to give it up Anabella. We have already built a home for the both of you," Rox replied.

"What? How?"

"We have the ability to travel back and forth through time Anabella. The truth is that I wanted to tell you everything so bad, but I didn't have the courage to do it. I couldn't. I couldn't let you know like that, knowing that you would hate me. I wouldn't have been able to take it. So I let Rox do it for me instead," Brok said. I glanced back at Rox surprised.

"Indeed. The master programmed me to tell you the truth, but knew that since it would be so unbelievable for you, I would take you there as well. The master also knew when and how to find you because your CamVisor has a tracking device."

"It does?" I asked astounded.

"Yes," Rox replied.

"Rox you can shut up now. I think it's time to reprogram you again," Brok said.

"Wait a minute and what about Krimla? What will we do?"

"Oh, I think I have an idea," Brok said letting go of me.

"She's dangerous Brok. She was meeting in secret with-"

"Pundok. I know. I wanted to free all slaves of Sha. Not just humans, but other species as well. My thoughts were to follow the pattern of your planet, to trade with them instead. Pundok as the Senator who handled the economy had a few issues with this matter. He had made it abundantly clear that it was a mistake and that it would be costly for us. I knew that he was right, but we had benefited too long from these peoples and they received nothing in return. He met in secret not just with Krimla, but with other senators as well."

"How did you know?"

"The night of the party. My father and I spoke about the issue of the slaves. He was trying to persuade me to change my mind. He agreed with Pundok. However, later on I spoke to him about this issue and I talked about you. It radically changed his mind when he realized that I had been cured," Brok replied.

"What about this war that's going on?" I asked.

"The lasers will not harm a single human. They just put them to sleep," He answered. My father and Randolph approached us.

"Hmm. Uhmm," my dad said. I smiled.

"Oh, this is... my father, Joseph," I said. Brok approached him and extended his hand to shake it. My father crossed his arms. Holy crap.

"Well, well, well, how convenient. I remember how you captured my daughter and tried to get me kicked off the ship, don't think I've forgotten about our little encounter. You're not so tough now, are you?" My dad said. Oh-my-God.

"Dad, please. That's-"

"I still got a few rounds in this gun," my dad spat.

"Dad!"

"Plus my son is an ex military man, am I clear?" My dad said.

"Yes Sir. Very clear," Brok said and swallowed hard. His adam's apple bounced.

"Good," my father replied. I stared into my father's eyes pleadingly. I was embarassed enough. He looked into mine and then his gaze softened.

"Okay, son. Since I shot you down let's make it even, okay?" My father replied.

"Yes. That is a wise decision," Brok stated. He hadn't lost his authoritative gestures or statements.

"Of course it is," my dad replied.

"So can you grab my hand now?" Brok asked. My dad grumbled.

"Dad!" I begged. My dad looked at his hand.

"Oh, alright," he said and extended his hand to him. Brok grabbed it firmly and shook it.

"Can I call you dad?"

"Don't push it young man," My father said. Brok nodded and I laughed. I was happy.