[COMPLETE] [[**Sequel, The Hybrid Harold, is up!**]]
The first generation past the war has settled and the result is something no one from the past would recognize. In the United Human Alliance, the human run country that takes up much of the land m...
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"Mike!" I jerked my head out of my thoughts as I rushed thorough the hallway. I looked to find the source of the noise and felt betrayed by the sense of relief when I saw Wes unharmed. I almost wished to be so petty that I wanted him hurt, or didn't care one way or another. Instead I felt glad that my long time dorm mate was safe. "What's going on?"
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"What do you think?" I asked, my voice mostly free from malice. I kept walking, and, catching on quickly, Wes walked with me. Concern radiated off of him and I could tell I'd irritated him by refusing to give him a straight answer.
"Seriously," Wes said. He didn't think twice before following me into Lore where, thankfully, Hank was.
"We're revolting, Wes," I said.
Wes looked shocked but quickly composed himself. "Uh, okay, yeah, what can I do?"
"Keep an eye out for teachers, and give me a minute." I dismissed him quickly and set the laptop down on the bar next to Hank.
"I s'pose 'Lenia did th' fire?" Hank asked, his accent grating against my ears. I ignored the immediate aggravation that he used a nickname for Alenia.
"Yes," I said. Now wasn't the time to let jealousy get the best of me. "Christine is getting everyone to their rooms, can you activate the runes?"
"Already workin' on it," Hank said. I noticed then that he was in the process of carving an intricate rune on the bar. Christine had been right, Alenia and her friends always were.
I left him to his devices, getting on Alenia's laptop and calling my parents. My mother answered, looking weary and tired. "Why're you calling so late-" She paused to yawn.
"Mom, you and dad need to get out of the UHA as soon as you can. Leave now," I didn't give her a chance to speak. This was urgent.
"What are you talking about?" She said, but I could tell she was piecing it together. She and my father knew about the prophecy, and they didn't know it was fake. That was an update for another time. I didn't look forward to telling them that my involvement in the war, and with Alenia, was now optional.
