A couple hours later, the hovercraft reached the burrow, lowering itself down through a hole in the roof of the hangar. It was only when the craft fully landed that Kanan let go of the armrests.

"That…was…crazy." He said.

Tris chuckled: "Don't worry we were all like that at first. Flying is a very much rediscovered technology for those outside of our burrow. Now come on, I gotta show you to Commander."

Helping him unbuckle the straps, Tris led Kanan down the ramp into the hangar, and Kanan's jaw dropped in awe. This burrow was already nothing like he had ever seen. Hovercraft lined the floor of the hangar. As they kept walking, Kanan suddenly stopped as a large robotic suit walked by, carrying a few heavy loads of ammo.

"I had no idea technology like this still existed," Kanan said.

"In most other parts of the world, it doesn't," Tris agreed, "But we've managed to salvage enough, modify it, and stay ahead of the game in the technology industry."

"Amazing."

"You should see the city itself."

They then took an elevator out of the hangar and down into the city itself, and as the doors opened, Kanan gazed out into the most technologically advanced burrow city he had ever seen.

"Woah…" he said.

"Yup," Tris said, "Welcome to Cyber City."

…

As they walked through the city, Kanan marveled at the technology the people possessed: all kinds of robotics and machines he had only read about were everywhere. Then, he saw something else; it was a group of people and mutes working on lifting a sign up. Suddenly, one of the people turned into some kind of bird and lifted the sign, flying up to where the sign was going to, where a rat mute hammered it in place.

"Uhhh, he just turned into a bird." Kana said.

Tris nodded, "Some people are like that. We call them Hybrids, humans with the ability to take on mute-like features. Granted, not many exist, but the majority of them live here."

Kanan looked down at his now scaly, clawed hand and asked, "You think I might be a Hybrid?"

"I'm pretty sure. Bunyan pointed out your hand and explained everything, and all the signs point to you being one. What kind, however, is what I'm not quite sure about."

"Kind?"

"Not all Hybrids are alike. They're all powerful in their own ways, but it's so diverse that we decided to use the hurricane category system to rank them all. Most of the ones here are category's 1 or 2 because they're not too dangerous."

"Any category 5's?"

Tris shuddered: "No, thank goodness. I haven't seen anyone above category 3 to be honest."

"But you must have some way to handle a Cat. 5 should it show up."

"We do. Extreme safety protocols were set up, but I don't want to get into too much detail there."

"Look sharp you two," Slitherus said, "We're here."

"Where?" Kana asked.

"The Commander's headquarters. If there's anyone here who knows how to help you, it's the Commander." Tris said.

"Is he friendly?"

"Moderately. If I'm being honest, there are times when she can get a little harsh, but it's nothing too major. Relax, Kanan, you'll be fine."

After speaking with the guards at the door, Tris and Slitherus led Kanan down a hallway and into a larger room where a massive table, projecting a holographic image of a jungle, sat in the middle, a group of people surrounding it and talking amongst each other. One of them, a taller woman with black hair looked up and noticed Tris and Kanan entering.

"Hello, Tris. Back already, I see." She said.

Tris nodded: "And we found someone too," she said, gesturing to Kanan, "This is Kanan. We found him in one of the abandoned towns in sector 5."

"What the heck was he doing out there?" one of the other officers asked.

"I was exiled from my burrow," Kanan explained, "I was framed for something I didn't do, but no one listened. So I've been living there, just trying to survive."

"Ouch, that's a bummer, dude." Another officer said.

"What's more is that THIS recently happened." Kanan continued, holding up his scaly hand for them to see. The Commander's eyes widened: "You're a Hybrid?"

Kanan nodded: "Apparently so. Tris said you might be able to help me with this."

"I can. My daughter is right about most things concerning Hybrids."

"Wait, your WHAT?"

Tris facepalmed: "Really, Mom? You have to say it here?"

The Commander shrugged: "I see no harm in it. Now, Kanan, you are welcome to stay with us in Cyber City; I always believe in a second chance. I'm also sure we will be able to help you control your Hybrid powers. If I'm not mistaken, I'd say they're just starting to surface, so we have time to get them under control before anything too extreme pops up."

Suddenly, something on the table began beeping as a red dot appeared on a part of the jungle.

"We got Scarlemagne activity, Sector 7." On officer said.

The Commander turned her attention to the board: "Do we have any squads that can get there in time?"

"6th squad is the closest one."

Kana leaned over to Tris as the officers talked: "Who's Scarlemagne?"

"A mute whose been a bit of a tyrant lately," Tris said, "He's bent on conquering all of Las Vistas; we've been the only thing keeping him from expanding his borders."

"Can't you just attack him where he is and be done with it?"

"It's not that simple. We're supposed to be the symbol of peace between humans and mutes. Plus, if we showed ourselves in full force, there's no telling what kind of tech the Scarlemagne can get his hands on, not to mention Dr. Emilia."

"Who?"

"A crazy scientist bent on killing all the mutes. We haven't been seeing much of her lately, to be honest."

"This is already hurting my brain."

"I know how that feels. We should go get you set up. I know just the thing for you. But first, let's see what kind of mute exactly you are."

…

Taking a trip to the city's mute laboratory, tris had Kanan's DNA tested for mute genes, which obviously came back positive, but it was the first step in how to find out what kind of mute exactly he was. After a few more tests, the scientists concluded that it was some form of dinosaurian creature; one they had never seen before. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make Kanan feel somewhat relieved. Next, Tris and the two mutes took him to the armory, where they looked for a suitable outfit and weapon for him.

"If you want to live here, you gotta know how to fight." Bunyan said. About 30 minutes, and around 15 outfit changes later, Kanan decided on a black suit of tech armor with a helmet that looked like some kind of darkened dome.

"That is one of our stealth based armors," Tris said, "Hit that button on your left arm."

Kanan did, and immediately, the suit began shimmering, becoming practically invisible.

"Okay…now THAT'S cool!" Kana said, de-cloaking.

"And now, for the weapon," Slitherus said, a hint of pleasure in his voice; if there was one thing the lizard mute enjoyed, it was weapons. It was difficult finding a proper match for Kanan, as most of the weapons were either too heavy or too clumsy, but they eventually decided on a standard hunting rifle with a laser scope and an automatic pistol to start him off. After that, Tris led him to a series of surprisingly large apartments, much like the ones he lived in in his old burrow.

"I talked with Commander when you were trying on outfits. She says you'll be staying in one of these," she explained, "We'll start your training and see if we can get you on a squad tomorrow."

"A squad?" Kanan asked.

"Hybrids with powers like yours are practically built for combat. The Commander thinks this may be a good opportunity for you to help fight back against both Scarlemagne and Emilia. You'll be protecting all the good people still out there in the other burrows."

Immediately, Kanan thought of his dad and his sister; they had lost their mother when Kanan was very young. He decided he was not going to lose anyone else, and idea came to his mind.

"I appreciate it," he said, "But I would much rather go it alone."

"Alone?" Tris said, "You sure?"

"I've been independent for most of my life. Besides, I have this crazy stealth suit now."

"In his defense," Slitherus said, "there are a few solo operatives in the field."

Tris thought for a moment, then said, "I'll talk to the Commander about this, but I don't see any trouble in it."

"Well, it's something," Kanan said, "Also, why do you refer to her as the Commander and not your mom?"

"It's not something I'm comfortable with putting out in the open, okay?"

Kanan put his hands up apologetically: "Okay, sorry."

Tris calmed down: "Your apartment is the one with this number on it," she said, holding out a card holder with a number on the front to him. Taking it, Kanan thanked Tris and climbed the stairs to the apartment. Walking inside, he saw the apartment was decently furnished, even having a rack on the wall in the bedroom to hang up his guns, which he promptly did. Sitting down on the bed, he sighed as he went through all the crazy events that had happened in just that one day; he met new friends, almost got killed by a Beak-Beak, learned he was part dinosaur, and is now living in the most technologically advanced burrow/freedom fighter force he had ever seen.

This was certainly a lot to think about, but then again, his luck had turned for the better as well; he didn't have to try and survive anymore. Now, since he might be going on solo missions in with all this new gear, he also realized he may still be reunited with his family, which also warmed his heart. Seeing something out of the corner of his eye, he turned to see a guitar propped on the wall in the corner, and lit up in a smile; his family always was big on music. Picking up the guitar, he played a few notes his dad had taught him. He soon realized he was tearing up as the memories came flooding into his mind about his old life; how he played these same songs with his dad, or when he played calmer music to help his baby sister sleep.

He quickly wiped the tears from his eyes. I'll see them again, he thought, I hope. Putting the guitar down after a few songs, he laid back on his bed and closed his eyes; he had a big day tomorrow and he knew he was going to need all the rest he could get.

Author's note: For you Call of Duty players, Kanan's outfit was based off of Spectre from Black Ops 3, but slightly more streamlined.