A new government ruled the world, there was no escaping their policies, and there was no point in trying to deny their rules.
My kind, the Varian’s, were held in prison for many generations because of their special abilities, and never was given any rights.
I was their leader; I was brave, stupid, and naïve, I believed we could make it; I forced them into battle; I drained their physics because I needed to defend our honor.
To honor the dead… but I was wrong, and I caused the death of my close friend. He sacrificed himself for me when our dimension shook wrongly.
Earth was my only escape to change my path, and of course, I knew, it was only a matter of time before they found me; I knew I couldn’t run, but I did it.
And today… I face a war I never wanted, but also hunt for…
“Where are the other’s, Cat?” “Dead, Darrel…” “Cat…” “Forgive me,” He turns and bullets them, “What are you doing? They’re going to trample us, Darrel,”
“Distracting them, run Cat, the portal is closing,” He yanks my arm toward the purple light shimmering in the dark corner of the mountain.
“From what, Darrel?” We break before the portal, our views turn to them, sprinting our way, “From you, Cat,” He pushed me into the portal… “Darren, no!” “I’ll find you…”