Notes:
This story is set in the future, way future. Think Artimis Fowl, Eion Colfer, and Sci-Fi. Just a warning, Hinata is not a weak character, she doesn't stutter unless she is nervous and she is more of an outspoken character. Okay? Okay.
Ha ha, if you must know, the year is a combo of the team numbers. Team 7, Team 10, and Team 8. Sorry team Gai… you have no number…
Year: 7108
Buildings rise from the ground, poking the sky with sharp tips. Metal walkways span the skies above roads filled with hover-crafts, illegal speedsters, and transit vehicles. Smog died the sky a morbid purple, with only slashes of blue peeking through, the brilliance of the sun dulled by thick black clouds, acid rain in the near future. A satellite drifts across the sky, and a team of sir-stitches can be seen sewing a recent tear in the atmosphere back together.
Old buildings, new buildings, and the in-between buildings. Everything is divided by money. The slums of old-town house the run-aways, the orphans, the druggies, and the gangs. The middle class spend their lives in up-town, hardly ever drifting into the slums or the rich streets of new-town. And new-town, the where the high-ups play. The children of the corporate master-minds frequently go down to the slums and beat up the helpless civilians with the most recent weapons and technology.
Our story, dear reader, starts deep in the slums of Old-town… now we shall let the story of one girl unfold…
