For 786 years, there has always been The Society and it's Color castes: unskilled Red and the bottom, cruel and manipulative Gold on top, and every other color in-between. Each color served a purpose, and obviously color-coded like all those Goldbrows like.
But quite frankly, I don't care about the system. No one aboard the Flock cares about the Color they belong to: just that we are together. And we are not caught-ever. But when the youngest of us gets caught...
We unleash bloodydamn hell.
(There is a lot of alternations to make this match, like how Ari ages. There will be no turning-into-an-eraser thing going on, and he and Max will not be siblings, but expect no shipping of these two.)
A million dollar bounty, underground assassins, torture-it's all in a days work for assassin Jessie Wright.
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Molded into an assassin by the one who killed her parents, Jessie defies orders and goes rogue. Now with a bounty on her head, her only chance of survival may be with a man who's reputation is worse than her own.
Violence, Assault, Swearing.