A very select few actually had The Mark. The ones who did were supposed to be the ones with the incredible jobs. Not just saving the world from the wrong-doers, but to report back to the Universe Council. That's right, The Universe Council. Earth is only allotted a certain amount of weapons. All of these weapons are dependent solely on the ones who have The Mark. They were in charge of building an army of heroes. Once a year, on April 18th, the A.O.V. would send down an army of their own. However; this army wouldn't be based on heroes. It was based on villains. Villains, that had greater power and were much more terrifying than any villain any one could ever experience. They were aliens to us, but to them, we were the aliens. We were the ones with the ugly faces and disturbing features. So what happens when Maddix Jackson, the kid that who's future was pre-determined to fail, finds himself in a situation of being one out of eleven people with The Mark?