Victoria always had a pretty normal uneventful life. She habitually thought she was average when it came to school, looks, life events... until one day she mysteriously wakes up in the middle of a forest. With no cell reception, no clue of how, when, or why she ended up there. Her only saving grace is a stranger she happened to stumble across; however, is he actually there to save her, or is he the cause for her being there? Not knowing if the man is a threat or ally she has to put her trust in him if she wants to survive the unfamiliar place she was thrown into. Will Victoria ever make it home, or will she be forever lost in time? Constantly editing, probs will have fairly slow updates. All helpful criticism welcome, don't be afraid to let me know if I missed anything when editing:) Not finished

Prologue Through our cunning wits, powerful adaptational skills, and lack of mercy towards the other life forms of our planet, we savagely slashed and hacked our way to the top of the food chain. If any part of another species' body was found to have value, it was not uncommon for members of our kin to hunt them to extinction. Eventually even the planet's most mighty beasts, those that had been baptised in the blood of their victims, would avoid even the weakest of our kind. And once nothing dared trifle with us, we turned on each other. We became our own hunters. For centuries we fought between one another; making weapons of mass destruction that generations before would have never dreamed possible. Our home planet became charred and scarred from our greed and anger towards one another. Although there were moments of peace, and times where we would try to become better then the ones before us. Normally the strive towards worldly tranquility would end in the fires of war, but nonetheless we would try. Resulting in a vicious never ending repetitive cycle. It was in one of our moments of peace when they chose to attack. In the beginning we stood as fragile lambs waiting for their outstretched sharpened claws to end us. It had been in the longest spell of peace and prosperity in history. Our soldiers weren't hardened and our people were soft and happy. Our guard was down, we had been the closest ever to breaking the accursed cycle of war. It is now known they had been watching us for eons, always in the shadows lurking, waiting, and preparing for a perfect opportunity to arise. And when it arose they showed us what it was like to be the hunted again. However, what they were unable to predict, was the lengths we'd go to in order to survive This is soldier #652 I've been tasked to transcribe the fall and hopefully rise of the human race Rough draft in editing, please feel free to let me know if I miss anything while editing.