Prologue

Emiaj Lark Seyer was heading back to his dorms where his protectors, B'arzz and Solis, were when he heard soft talking. The boy knew she shouldn't eavesdrop, that it would only end up with his getting a Class 3 Alpha punishment, but he couldn't help himself. The boy silently followed the voices until he could hear them clearly.

"I will sell you this for the rarest creature you've got" a soft yet annoying voice said.

"You will have our hybrid within the hour" the familiar dark and foreboding voice of the leader of this planet replied.

"Perfect" the first voice was pleased.

"RISKND! GET ME EMIAJ!" The master ordered his Second in Command.

Tears fell from Emiajs's eyes and he quickly turned and ran toward his cabin. The boy threw open the door and flung himself at his protectors.

"Emiaj! What is the matter?!" B'arzz questioned in worry.

"Th-they're gon-gonna se-sell me!" Emiaj cried and clung tighter, "I-I don't wan-want to le-leave you!"

The two held him closer and whispered sweet nothings into his ear. Slowly but surely the boy fell asleep and the two exact their plan.

An internal alarm awoke the sleeping 16-year-old and he groaned. The boy sat up, rubbing his eyes and the first thing he saw was the team curled up around each other. Robin and Impulse were laying their heads on SB, Lagaan was curled up into the clones' side, Miss Martian had her head on her boyfriend's chest, Wondergirl was curled into Robins side and Superboy's head was on Nightwings stomach.

Jaime stared at the sight with longing, the last time he had cuddled anyone and felt safe was LOOOOONNNNNG ago. The boy quickly averted his gaze and stood up before heading outside for fresh air. Once the boy was about a mile away from the barn, he allowed tears to fall and choked sobs to sound.

He missed his protectors, he missed his brothers. The Green Beetle said he was B'arzz and showed proof, but Jaime was having a hard time believing anything the Scarab-Wielder said.

The boy hadn't realized he had fallen to his knees (and his armour has deactivated) until the sharp pain radiated from them. He looked down and saw purple blood slipping to the ground from where the harsh gravel scraped his unprotected knees. The boy frowned before pushing himself to a standing position (tears still sliding down his face and sobs still wracking his body) and he began walking once again.

{Jaime Reyes. Your wound will get infected if you do not clean it}

Jaime rolled his eyes and ignored his Scarab as he continued to walk. He didn't know where he was going, all he knew was that he didn't belong, and he needed to find a way to get to his brothers.

Sorry for the shortness but, here's the Prologue