A/N: I'm back! Sorry for the delay, I had the prologue written already but had my computer confiscated. *pouts*
In the late twenty-first century, human technology finally made it beyond the solar system—and plunged straight into conflict with extraterrestrials. The aliens, which identified themselves as 'Cyniclons', demanded control of Earth. Humanity, of course, resisted, and the planet was thrust into a war, now deadlocked and in its tenth year.
Humanity's sole defense and weapon against the alien invaders is an organization of genetically engineered human-animal hybrids known as Mews. Every nation has at least one team, and each team consists of six members: Leader, Second, Techno, Tactician, and Aces, and is led by a human Head of Research and Detection and a Coordinator, along with a team of scientists to assist with and monitor the Project.
The Project's leaders thought it was infallible, that the Mews would obey their orders and follow their mission to its completion: the complete destruction of the Cyniclon species. But something went catastrophically wrong. A lapse in security allowed a Mew access to the mission statement and plan details, and strong morals led her to escape and organize a revolt.
The Project is in chaos, morality conflicting with duty as the Mews must wrestle with their true alliances. The Cyniclons are in no better shape: a traitor has compromised their counter-project and abandoned the mission to aid the rebel Mews.
Three sides aligned in a three-way fight—Mews versus Cyniclons, and rebels versus both sides. The only hope to save two worlds is in the hands of two Mews and two Cyniclons in the form of a blueprint and a dream. But the road to victory is long and complicated, and many may yet give their lives for a cause they no longer fully believe in…cannot fully believe in. The very existence of two races hang in the balance, and those who wish to save them must move quickly.
"Anyone can be faster than a shadow—we are always outrunning shadows. But to save our worlds, we must be faster even than light, faster than those who bear their own torches, and bring the light first…"
A/N: Here we go! Fair warning, this story will do a bit of jumping-as I hinted in the summary, Racing Light will focus on three groups rather than one, and several other teams will be mentioned or make cameos...which means I need more Mews. I'm rescinding what I said in Project Mew's prologue, so anyone who has already sent me a Mew can send me another one if they like-but I'd like scientists and Cyniclons too, since they're just as important. Just remember, the profile format is on my profile page, and I'd hate to reject anyone's OC just because they didn't use the right format.
Anyway, the next bases to show up will be the San Francisco Mews, the United Kingdom Mews, and the Sydney Mews. San Fran has a Second and a Beastmaster; UK has a Techno, and Ace, and a Tactician; and Sydney has a Second. Other than that, all positions are open.
For the old readers, some stuff I left ambiguous in Project Mew will be clarified, but things will get even crazier. And, wolfwingsbrenna, that thing you noticed? It's intentional. I'll explain it all later.
As a closer, I'd like to thank everyone who helped me with Project Mew and welcome the new readers. Thank you all-you are my reason to write.