*Due to physical disabilities, Iggy is isolated for his own protection. He only knows his two brothers, Baine and Nansen, and their world within a brick wall, called New Eden. In spite of his overbearing brothers, Iggy sneaks out of his room and goes into the garden during the day, where he comes in contact with a strange woman. Before he can say anything to her, he loses consciousness, and awakens to her biting his face. As his only caregivers, his brothers save him from the woman, but they cannot save him from himself. Soon after the attack, Iggy is overcome with depression and craves nothing more than to end his own life. But then, a survivor arrives, and changes everything for the worst and the better.*
*Baine infects Iggy with the virus. Iggy's body becomes perfect in all ways and he is granted unique powers (umbrakinesis). Things are going well, until Iggy sees the color red and his thirst reflex awakens. It is all a matter of time before Iggy's bloodlust leads the F.U.S military to New Eden, to destroy everything that Baine has created. Especially the infected ones.*

IGNATIUS The Colors of Rage

 Once the door opened, Iggy rushed to the corner where she remained locked in by her wrists. He knelt before her and laid his hand over her cheek. “You came back,” she acknowledged him, first. His color was pale, his hand was not as warm, and he had an edginess in his expression. 


 “I promised, didn’t I? How do you feel tonight?” 


 “Good.” She looked up at her long bared arms. All of the shallow bites and scratches had completely vanished, but she shifted her forearm so that it faced him. And on the inside of her left forearm there was a raised red rash. “This appeared last night. Out of thin air.” 


 Iggy leaned in, observing it closer. It was shaped like a bite wound, but it was not a wound of any sort. As he brazed it with his finger, Derson stood over his shoulder. “Iggy,” he called, but his voice was faint and unimportant. “Iggy.” He shook his shoulder. 


 Iggy jerked his shoulder out of his hold. “What?” he hissed. 


 “That rash looks just like the scabs on your arm. Look.” 


Chapter 28 c Compensating