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"Flynn! Mom wants to see you!" I shout at my older brother. He tosses his long blond hair over his shoulder.

"Hold on Esme!" Flynn calls. 

Walking over to the garage, I see Flynn's legs poking out from under a hover. With a small shout of triumph, Flynn wheels himself out from under the hover. "I'll have this fixed in no time now."

Flynn works as a fixer. Mom says that fixers were called "mechanics" on Earth. My brother mostly helps fix hovers, and passenger ships. At 25 years old, Flynn was one of the only boys his age to be married. His wife, Jaslyn, works as a professor at my school. 

"What does Mom need?" Flynn asks.

I shrug.

We walk into the foyer and see Mom and Dad staring at a small, yellow paper.

"We called a family meeting to talk about something pressing," Dad mutters. "Esme. You've been summoned by the Council. They want you to join their war."

A/N Super short chapter. Meh. Don't like how it turned out.

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