The first book in the Morph series.
Ryn's story.
- "Don't you know I can't die!?" -
After being confined for years, Ryn has an opportunity to escape her prison. She's not looking only to free herself but also the rest of the test subjects. As secret...
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"Krispar is the division I'm in command of—was anyway. We deal with everything from the Natives, the disabled, the peculiar and the hybrid–we protect the people the government doesn't care for, the outcasts and the minorities." Ra explained.
"Well, that's noble." I say from the seat I was restrained in. We were currently going to the Off-Planet site, where they would evaluate us. But, unfortunately, they separated us from everyone else. So only the human men, the girls, and the Zorr captives accompanied me.
"It is hard work, but it's rewarding." Ra says. A look of pride flashed across his face before it morphed into one of deep thought.
"I hope you get it back." I said genuinely. It seemed like Ra valued his work and the care he provided for the people.
People like us.
"I have no doubt, my second in command would have taken over care of the division. He's a good warrior and hardworking. We both saw eye to eye when it came to the division. We created it together." I felt my eyebrows rise but didn't answer. Now it made sense why Ra wasn't worried about getting his position back. He had shared the command with someone else.
"So you share it's command?" Georgia spoke up this time, sharing my exact thoughts.
"We set it up that way so that if anything happened to one of the comanders, the division would be protected by the other commander. We work separately, though." Ra said, leaning back in the seat he was strapped to.
Ironically, Ra, the one person in charge of a division of hybrids, was captured for the experiments to create more. The thought disturbed me for some reason. Something didn't sit right with me, and I couldn't figure out what. Surely it was a mere coincidence that Ra, who was also a hybrid, had been captured for an experiment to produce more hybrids, right?
I was snapped out of my thoughts by the feeling of being watched. I glanced over in Ra's direction without looking directly at him. He was staring at me with a blank look on his face. A pit of anxiety filled my gut as his fiery gaze lingered on me. At that moment, the comment that Ra had made when we first met entered my mind:
"—they don't recognize that to further our race it will require some...change—we are the future, whether they choose to accept that or not, it doesn't matter."
I couldn't help the thought that popped into my head. Is it possible that Ra might have played a part in the experiments? If that was true, and Ra had a hand to play in the experiments, he likely knew who I was. The more I thought about it, the more everything seemed to fall together. If Ra had been the one who truly led the experiments, then he likely hadn't been alone. I averted my eyes from Ra, kept my face blank, and worked on calming my heart as I studied the other Zorr captives. Were they really captives, or were they in on it also? What if I had fucked up their mission, and now they are playing innocent? I let my mind race through all the possible scenarios. By the time we had landed, I had concluded that it would be safer to be conscious of the possibility.
