It would be an understatement to say that Rhea Nikara hated living on Earth. Everyone else here claimed they loved it in between rantings about the perfect world above them, but she was straight about her feelings. She hated it. She hated her stupid father, she hated having to help him with his business, she hated it. There was garbage and ruin everywhere, and the only people condemned to this vile place were criminals-and the descendants of criminals, like herself. This cruel world had caused her to be stone cold towards others. IT was better then letting herself be hurt over and over again. This wasteland that everyone else here called "home" was not her home, though it was all she knew. She was sure she was meant for something greater, and it made her aggravated that she was stuck on Earth. Wednesday. The day was Wednesday. It was hard to keep track anymore, she just did the same thing every day, helping her father out with his "exotic" pet trade. The animals had never been exotic to her, but Earth-bound animals intrigued the other species that bought them. They sold well, yet Rhea never saw any of the money from them herself. Her father used them to "pay bills" as he called it. She pulled her long, messy brunette hair into a ponytail and slid on her combat boots as she exited her house-if you could call it that. It was an old portable classroom that was falling apart with a couple blankets and pillows thrown onto the floor for beds. The rain was pouring hard that day, completely drenching her the second she stepped outside. She cursed under her breath and ran through the rain to the storage vehicles with all the animals in it. The guys had just finished loading them up. She got into the passenger seat and her father drove it to his store, where the two began unloading the animals. Then, it was Rhea's job to set up the displays with the various animals-dogs, lions, birds, snakes, rats, vultures, cows, any kind of Earth animal you can think of. As she locked the last animal in place, she felt herself being shoved to the ground. She hit the gravel with an oomph! She looked up to see her father standing above her, shouting at her. "I thought I told your worthless ass to finish loading the creates for the delivery first!" He had a cattle prod in his hand, which he proceeded to shock Rhea with. "The collector will be here any minute! Get your act together you stupid little slut! Just like your mother!" He threw the cattle prod down on top of her, the metal colliding harshly with her skin. She grabbed it and slowly pushed herself off the ground, shaking it off. She took a deep breath and headed over to the crates, loading up the animals. This person truly wanted the rarest of them... She thought as she helped the animals in. She noticed there was a stray baby cub that was scared to go in. She picked him up, the small animal nuzzling her hand. She smiled softly, carrying him into the large crate and setting him down. Before she could even turn around she heard a thud, her blue eyes instantly seeing nothing. "W-what's going on?!" She shouted as she heard the crate being locked. All of the animals began to scream and screech as they heard people moving around the crate. She pounded her hands against the walls, trying to get her voice to be heard over the other animals, but it was of no use. She was locked in. The crate began to be lifted and she knew there was no turning back. Her frail body slammed against the floor as it was lifted sharply off the ground. Everything was dark inside the crate and she felt as if she was suffocating.