It wasn't easy for you, or anyone really.. When the sickness broke out, kids either died or went to the camps as survivors.. But you had it worst. Instead of being the type of powerful, like orange or red, that subjected you to death or captivity.. You were chosen a new colour, one that was banished to be an experiment.

Greens, intelligent. Yellows, electricity. Blues, Telekinesis. Oranges, mind control. Reds, destruction.. Then there's you, someone who was assigned purple, subjected to a life of torture and experiments.. Until you found a way out, of course.

"Hey, we should head back soon, Zu is probably worried!"

A voice echoes through the woods, not too far from the abandoned ruins you're fixing up at. Liam and Chubs wander the forest, guard lowered for now, they haven't been bugged in a while. No bounty collectors, no camps, no league.. It's been nice.

"Alright, grab some more stuff, I'll go this way.."

You hear a second voice say, the other agrees and they branch off.. But one is coming your way. The footsteps get louder and louder, closer and closer..