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

"I would like to see my daughter." Ryan demanded as he stormed into the president's office, "The last I looked at her was when we first came here. That was three weeks ago." Zion lifted his head slowly, he was annoyed by the intrusion, that was clear. 


"I need to make sure she's okay." Ryan pleaded to the male. Begging was never in his dictionary. Since his daughter had come back to him and the discovery of her sickness, he knew he was changing, though he wasn't sure if it was for the better. 


Zion rolled his eyes discreetly and finally decided to engage, "Ryan, how has everything being?" Ryan felt himself become enraged, "How has everything being?! I haven't been updated with the status of my daughter and her condition, and you have been locked up in here." 


"I was never given a choice."