Rumi rested on the balcony, looking out to the Honmoon, the fierce blue with the hint of gold. This was their dream. The reason HUNTR/X was created.

The Gold was her hold that she could be free. Free from the fear of her friends leaving. Free from the scars... Free from hiding.

"No more hiding, I'll be shining like im born to be-" her voice cracked, and she coughed harshly.

Rumi's face was tired, dark circles, her long purple braid was loose, and frizzy, but more importantly she was scared.