It was bitter cold. The weather of this planet seemed to fit the mood of the situation Siemarie was in. Cold, and lonely. Though, she wasn't alone. There, in front of her was the man she had fallen in love with so long ago. The only difference between then and now was that they were fighting. That he was trying to kill her. Siemarie never thought in her life that something like this would have happened in a million years. The man seemed to hunch into a fighting stance. So, this was it, huh? This was how she was going to die. Stop. Rewind.