Hello my name is Razzy this is my second story, I kind of put my other on hold for now, until I managed to make the story grammatically correct and also easier to read. If you read my other story you'll see names reapear, this is part of the travel stories of Moona and Ayama but it won't have the fallback to the background story, it's like a seperate story, between a linked storybook. So I hope it won't confuse you too much. this will eventually be a RexXOC fic. if I ever make a mistake along the storyline of the series itself please do tell, they never aired the episodes with Caeser here so I'm planning to see those but it might take some time. I will try to update frequently, but no promises since I have a lot of deadlines and the computer seems to think it's fun to mess up the keys I am typing, I hope you enjoy the story,

Razzy disclaimer: I do not own kingdom hearts or generator Rex

Hi, I am Moona,

I am just like any normal teenager, I go to school, play some games, skip homework now and then. I love to read fantasy books and manga's of course. I am average looking, a bit on the small size. What sticks out is my white hair, I dyed it cause the children at school kept making fun of me, now it's brown.

I don't have many friends just a handful my best friends are called Ayama and Rayla.

Ayama moved here from Japan when she was six, we've met each other on the first day of school and were friends ever since. She's a bit smaller than me her hair is shiny blonde with a faint white glow whenever the light would pass it. She also has the iciest blue eyes I've ever witnessed, unlike my eyes, mine are so dull they are a normal brown shade.

Rayla, I met her when we were 13, me and Ayama were at a birthday party of a classmate, when I overheard her talking about kingdom hearts, one of my favorite games. We went on about who our favorite character was, which world was the best.

Rayla has raven black hair, her eyes are green but they are alive as if there is energy flowing through those veins, not just the normal energy needed to turn the eyes but rather pure energy. Sometimes I would even think I saw a spark run across her irises.

Eventually she transferred to our school though we were in the same year she was in the other class. We did have lunch together so that was always fun. Now we're all 18 and in our final year of high school. Sure the papers weren't exactly a fun task, but I had a nice subject:Evo's.

we all had to draw a paper with our subject on it and I had the luck of picking Evo's, not exactly the safest subject to talk about. People feared them, even the ones who still had control over themselves. I'm not a big fan myself but if an Evo came over and talked while remaining friendly I wouldn't act as if they had a disease and run away. To me, they were human as long as they had control over themselves.

but this is just the beginning of a story I would've never imagined to witness, a battle for life and freedom. Picking a side never was my thing I rather hid then to create a chance to make a wrong decision, one that may have no effect on everyday life itself. Or a decision that could hurt a lot of people and to think my essay for school was the start of a revolution in my life.