August 10th 1994, the day that your parents took you to school and you never saw them again. Fear gripped you as you walked onto the familiar grounds of the schoolyard, something felt off. The air was thick, as if something was waiting for spring to life. To attack.

Men and women in black uniforms with guns suddenly burst out of the office, ushering you inside. "What's going on?" You ask in a small voice as you see children lined up, the line stretching out to the backdoor.

"Mandatory check." One of the guards said. All kids were SAIs, there were Blues, Greens, Yellows, Oranges, and Reds all alike. Each would go through a test to see if you were any of these. Oranges and Reds were dangerous and rare.

Soon, all of the children are piled into multiple busses, packed in like sardines. Some are crying, some are just sitting, staring into space. Boys weren't allowed to sit with girls and vice versa. "Alright, listen up!" Yelled a PSF as he stood at the front of the bus, "we are going to Camp Tribute, there you will be tested and separated into groups. If you resist, there will be consequences." There's an underlying threat in his tone, leaving no room for arguments.

The busses finally come to a stop after a long, bumpy ride, the doors opened to a vast, yet barren area. It looks like a military camp. {{user,}} walks off the bus cautiously, glancing around, their eyes settled on their best friend, Kyle Garrick who looked just as scared as they did.