97 years ago a Nuclear war broke out and almost completely wiped out the human race. People retreated to the sky and stayed within the walls of the space craft they call 'The Ark' and they have been there ever since. Until now. The Ark is running out of oxygen and have no choice but to send 100 delinquents to the ground to see if earth was survivable, to see if they might be able to return. The 100 made it to ground. They thought they were safe. Wrong. They thought it would be easy on the ground. Wrong. They thought they were alone. Dead wrong. There was Me. My name is Kyana Aramoire V, commander second-to-be and a warrior come Trikru. 19 and a bred killer. A grounder.