...It’s
been five years since I first looked into Stan’s glorious black eyes.
Five
years has neither dimmed his beauty, nor my feelings for him.
Five
years has however, changed this planet beyond recognition for us. It’s not
physically changed; of course it hasn’t – it’s still perfectly habitable and a
perfectly normal place to live for most humans – in fact I doubt they’ve
noticed any changes at all since they’re quite the most unobservant species.
I’m not saying humans aren’t intelligent – of course they are and some are just
as observant as we are – just that they won’t have noticed anything that isn’t
affecting them directly. In fact, save for the enhanced technology that keeps
making advances; newer versions of stuff, changes in politics, news reports
getting increasingly more depressing I’d be amazed if they’d noticed any
differences at all…
Most
of the population are continuing their lives in perfect oblivion to the war
that is raging around them. No – the changes that we’ve noticed are entirely to
do with people like us – hybrids.
In
the beginning it seemed like there was only Stan and I. We soon caught on to
the fact that there were a few others; Amie of course and Milo, our closest
friends, and Saffron.
Dad
had told me there would likely be more of them and he and some other
like-minded scientists, who wanted us kept out of the spot-light had set up a
project to find any others that may be living out their lives on Earth.
No
one, however, had any idea of the numbers we were dealing with; but all the
evidence we had gathered over the last few years pointed to the numbers being
in the thousands.
This
wouldn’t usually be a problem, but we also had overwhelming evidence that a
very small number of the hybrids had gone rogue – it was a race against time to
save the innocent – and to bring the activities of the guilty to an end…. but of
course, this was just the beginning…
Yes,
things had changed beyond all recognition – Phase Five, it would seem, had seen
to that…
Molly Stanley
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