A sickness swept over the Earth, followed by erratic people who could no longer control their emotions. Quickly this started to diminish to another devastating tragedy. Calculated explosions went off in every continent, the order given by an unidentified male.  

Presently Terra runs away from the only place she knows. 
Hiding behind her mismatched eyes, she prays for someone to help her. When she wakes up in a strange bed, it could be the answer to her whispers. 

Can the strange occupants of this new environment crack open the stone shell encasing her?

And can they come together to find the truth?

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Terra

Zion walked on an invisible path as his breaths came out harshly, the two guards trailing slightly behind him. He allowed his eyes to scan over his surrounding area and so far he seemed to be in content from what he saw. The soldiers glanced subtly to one another as they all came closer to the front wall and the blonde man seemed to sense their hesitation, "Has there been any movement outside the wall?" He asked, voice coming out muffled due to the mask. 


The elder of the two brothers cleared their throat, "One of the men spotted someone." Zion's feet came to a halt and he spun around, causing the guards to stop. "When?" He asked as his eyes narrowed, the two men straightened their backs. The younger of the three stepped back slightly and allowed his elder to speak for them, he had more experience with these things. "A week or t-two." A hand shot up and grasped the leather covering the spoken mans face. 


The cure