Therese was at the mall shopping by herself, proud of her solo excursion into the world. She spoke in a flat monotone voice and walked with her head down as followed a store clerk to find new shoes for school. She was pail, her hair fell loose from her disheveled effort at a brown pony tail that bounced over the two shirts shew wore. Therese wanted purple shoes, but they were so hard to find. She was short, tired from her medications and looked around nervously at other people in the store before forcing herself to look forward. A few minutes later, she was walking out with a pair of canvas shoes that she’d dye purple later. Therese pulled her arms in tight as she walked, glad the mall wasn’t crowded this early in the morning and then turned and walked the other direction as she saw girls from her school pointing and laughing at her. Her eyes teared up as she heard more voices join the laughter.
Therese was halfway across the mall when she saw a bright flash of green light and a purple-armored female figure chasing a cyborg through the mall as they shot at each other with weapons. Stray shots exploded as they hit pillars, walls, and garbage cans. Therese blinked and shook her head as she stopped walking and waited for the hallucination to clear. She breathed deep and waited for her medications to work.
“It’s too late Therese, you end here now.” Shouted the cyborg.
The purple-armored woman ran harder, shot, hit the cyborg, but he tumbled and ran faster. The woman’s lungs burned as she ran, even with her Space-Girl armor, The cyborg was fast, and then she stopped and skidded as The cyborg grabbed the seventeen-year-old Therese.
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He put the pistol to her head. “Let her go!” yelled the woman as she continued to run at him. The cyborg pulled his pistol and fired into the woman as she ran. She tumbled and rolled on the ground. The younger Therese screamed. The woman looked just like Therese, but older.
Space-Girl Therese fired, first one shot, then several more into the cyborg who exploded. The Space-Girl rolled on her back and gasped for air. It hurt to breathe. The younger Therese approached her.
“I forgot how pretty I was, even if I never believed it.” Said the older Therese as she looked at her younger self. It hurt to live and she felt her life already fading.
“You’re me. Someone call 911!” said the younger Therese. She took off her overshirt and tried using it to stop the bleeding.
“Julie, it’s Therese, I know you are back in time, I came back, come to the mall, now.” Transmitted the Space-Girl Therese with her communication system.
Police came and secured the area. A familiar face, Officer P arrived. Paramedics arrived, and the men in black suits arrived. “Spencer.” Said Space-girl Therese weakly. The agent ran to her. “You don’t know me yet, this is the younger version of me, brain wipe her so she doesn’t keep this from happening, I’m sorry Therese, but if I know, you’ll never save the galaxy.” Said Space-Girl Therese weakly as her blood soaked the shirt on her abdomen.
“WHAT!” shouted the younger Therese. She yelled and screamed as the secret agents grabbed her and tried to fight them off. A device flashed and she fell over into a slumber as they caught her.
The seventeen-year-old Therese awoke in the psychiatric wing of the local hospital. She was confused, screaming, and crying. “Why am I here? I didn’t do anything!” yelled Therese as she tugged on the restraints and tried to hit and spit on the people holding her prisoner.