Off Planet (Asterism Chronicles Volume One)

Plan

Cap greeted us as we entered. His face bright at the sight us us, but full of confusion at our dress.

"What happened?" He asked as Jack started wiping the scar from his face.

"Here." He said as he handed him the posters. Cap looked at them shocked.

"This isn't true, is it?" He asked without looking up.

"Of course not, Cap. Do you really believe we would kill someone?" I said as Jack started to wipe the paint from my face, carefully avoiding my eyes.

"No, but... why?"

"Why what?" My dad spoke as he entered the room, moving more easily than before.

Handing him the posters he looked up shocked. His face showed he had no words to describe his feeling. His hair was neatly combed back again, but running his hands through it he messed it. "This is bad."

"I know." Jack said as he finished washing my face off. "You ran from them. What should we do?"

"Hide, like you've been doing. But with me they had no idea what I was really doing. You, they have a story set up. If they catch you, your done for."

"What if we leave? Like we planned?" I asked as we all went into the room we had been in for weeks.

"That will be tricky, they will be watching the space ports around this area. You need to go outside of this district. Somewhere far away." Dad said sitting down on the bed as Jack and I sat beside eachother on the couch. Cap stood in the corner, worry on his face. "I can help, but not much. Did you find Jun?"

"No, every one in Eskran had seen the posters. No one would talk to us." I cut in.

"Okay, so you need to sneak aboard or get fake identification. There's someone not far from here who can help." He grabbed a scrap of paper and scribbled down the address. "When you get there tell him I sent you. I saved his wife."

"Okay. But what about our faces? They know what we look like." I asked as Jack stood up.

"I'll handle that." He said as he started to go through drawers.

Cap watched the whole thing without saying a word. He felt his family was leaving him again. After his grandson died his life was empty, until we came. And now we are leaving him too. Seeing him I went to him. "Dont worry, Cap. We'll be fine. I'll write you, and when the heat dies down I'll come visit."

He slightly smiled as he hugged me. "Thank you, Rae."

As Jack found a permanent marker he walked up to me. "We need to hide again." I sat down beside my dad on the hospital bed as Jack stood in front of me softly drawing on my face again. This time it was a vine that went from my temple down my neck. Him and my dad talked about the best route to get to the man as he drew. When he finished he looked at me.

"We need to change your hair." He said as my dad agreed.

"I'll do it." My dad said as Cap handed him a brush. "I need scissors too."

I sat there as my dad brushed back and trimmed my hair. He carefully cut the hair away from my ears and eyes. On the right side of my head he cut it to about a fourth of an inch and left the left side longer. Then he asked cap for anything that can stain hair. After leaving the room he came back with coffee.

"Will this work?" He asked.

"Yes, brew it as strong as you can." My dad spoke as Cap worked.

As Cap brewed the coffee Jack went to work on his own appearance. He grabbed a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and started to pour it on his own hair. As he struggled I went over to help, trying to keep it away from his clothing. He placed a plastic bag over his hair as he asked me to do his eyebrows. "If they are the wrong colour it will look weird." Was his reasoning.

As the coffee cooled it was placed on my blonde hair, staining it dark brown. My hair looked like that old kpop star, G Dragons. As the dye was finished I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked completely different then I ever had. The one side of my hair gone as the other side hung near my shoulders.

Jack's head emerged from the sink the same colour mine had been. As he dried his hair off he pulled it back into a small bun. Though his face was the same, his hair change made him look different. He then proceded to take a marker and draw himself some tattoos. He drew a tribal style tattoo wrapping around his wrist as well as a child like rocket on his forearm.

"You look so different." My dad said as he looked at us. "So much older."

"This is so weird, I never imagined anything like this." I responded as Jack cleanes up the mess.

"I know. I hoped nothing bad would ever happen to you. But things change. In the morning you need to leave before the sun rises. Jack, take care of her, if anything happens you'll be responsible."

"Yes, sir." He said seriously.

"Get to sleep, you have a long day." Dad told us as he left the room with Cap.