After discovering clues from her astray father, the first hybrid offspring joins forces with her ragtag friends, embarking on a mission to regain the planet Safforia from the dystopian regime.
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Year E3029
Ocea
"Ahh," Stopper yelled, jumping away from the shower area.
He glanced at me with pain while he wiggled his hand around.
"Shocked you?" I asked with a low chuckle, shifting in my seat as I watched my blue flame in the fire pit.
"That fucking thing electrocuted me!" Stop yelled, throwing his tool to the ground. "I told Dylan not to add any of his bright ideas." He crossed his arms over his bare chest, letting out a huff. "Now look," he said, pulling his shirt from his back pocket and throwing it at the shower. "Broken."
I stood from the stump while Thomas stayed, poking the fire with a stick. Walking across the camp, I glanced into the cave and saw Becca sleeping with a glow bug in her hand, like she was in the middle of doing something.
"When will Dylan and Wyatt be back?" Stopper asked with frustration.
I glanced at the sky, seeing the sun almost on the edge of Safforia. The Nus floated in the dark side of the vast open while pink clouds surrounded it.
"Now," a voice echoed from the forest, causing Stopper and me to look at the entrance.
Dylan and Melody walked into the camp with Wyatt in their shadow. Melody skipped up to me with her hands on the straps of her backpack. Her smile quickly scrunched to a gross expression as she covered her nose.
"Oh, for the love of Queen Annora, you smell," she said, muffled with her hand over her mouth.
I rolled my eyes, glancing at Stopper. "I know," I said with attitude.
"I'm trying," Stop said with a whine. "If Dylan—"
"Oh, I got this dumbass," Dylan said, picking up the tool on the ground. "Just give me a few minutes, Ocea."
Stopper glared at Dylan, watching over his shoulder while Melody placed her bag in my hands. She unzipped it quickly and pulled out a small box.
"I found blue and red contacts for your disguise," she said, shaking the box and replacing it in the bag. "Depending on which wig you want to wear."
Mel leaned closer to me. "So, is it true?" I glanced up at her green eyes. Her pupils were small with curiosity. "You know, the chip remover."
I smiled, showing my teeth with a slight smirk. "Yep." I pointed at Thomas. "Chip free, but that stays within the group."
She scrunched her brows together. "Yeah, Wyatt told me that, too." She shook her head with an uneasy expression. "I don't think this is a great idea, keeping all the information and remover away from Chief Niven."
"My daaaddd," Wyatt said, stepping into the conversation. "Is too trustworthy. Until we know who told the MOS we were attending the yearly marriage banquet, we keep all the information we learn away from the Saviors." He pointed at Melody. "Especially the chip remover."
