It was a few days after the incident at the junkyard. Rumors were spread around that a meteor had crashed, that it was a message of more hostile alien life, coming to declare war on the planet. None of this was proven, but still people were on high alert. Especially the residence of Undertown. But not the young adult Colby. He was more worried about today. His first day of college.

He had already packed his things the night before. His guitar, his comic books, his posters, and extra clothes...and his clothes. It was all lloaded into his race car.

"Do you really need to come with me, mom?" the blonde teen asked the woman walking beside him to his car.

"Yes dear. I need to see this place for myself." she explained to him, opening the passenger door, getting into the passenger seat. Colby followed, jumping into the driver's seat.

"Okay, I'm fine with that." Colby replied, grabbing his keys and putting it into the ignition switch. "Just...try not to make a scene there. Will ya?" he twisted the ignition, the car engine.


It took up to 45 minutes to get from the garage to the college. A good thing actually. He ain't that far from his job now.

Colby steered his car into the end of the parking lot, closet to the dorm, which was 5 minutes away from where they were.

Colby and his mother had walked out the car into the main building. They both walked to the main desk, to a woman crossing her arms.

His mother had everything covered at the desk, so the blonde teen had time to roam the grounds. He walked through the building. Not much. Some ATM machines, that was all. He continued to wonder around, trying to grasp the campus.

He reached the sports field, outside the buildings. Home field of the Academy team, the Bellwood Hens. He looked around at the not so deserted area. The basketball team were just finished on the court, and the soccer team were just in the middle of practice. He saw the flag of the college, a blue bird, close to a falcon. He didn't take his eyes off it, walking backwards like he would when he was younger.

He turned back and immediately ran into another person, causing him to fall. He laid on his back looking at the sky nonchalantly. "Not many clouds today. Nice...and bored." he raised his head to see the person he ran into. Something he kind of wasn't fully expecting today.

It was a girl, a girl in an orange unzipped hoodie and jeans. She seemed to have orange looking hair and freckles covering her cheeks and nose, her eyes shining green like a diamond.

"Sorry mister!" she exclaimed, quickly getting up and extending a hand to the teen. "Need help?"

Colby grabbed her hand, pulling on it rather quickly, expecting her to pull him back to his feet. Instead he had pulled her down to him, making her fall into his arms. They looked at each other, right each other's eyes. Both blushing. Something was wrong though. The girl had felt something touch her chest. It was Colby's hand.

Both their faces turned a dark shade of red. The blonde looked down at his hand, as it made contact with her rather impressive bust. The lady on the other had a more visible face of embarrassment.

They had both gotten to their feet, the girl looking down covering her chest. Her face was flushed red.

"Sorry...I didn't mean-" Colby started, before being interrupted.

"How was it?" she asked in a light, gentle voice. It was an odd question to ask, though.

"It was...nice. Firm at the least." he replied, looking at the hand he used to make contact. "But listen, I didn't mean-" he was stopped again by her.

"I'm sorry, I need to go, now!" she stated before starting to run. Bumping past him in the process. The young man only sighed.


After the sign in was completed, it was time for the young adult check out his dorm. He was in Co-ed dorms. As in, male and female, which he really didn't care about. At least, not to much.

He opened the door to his new room. He was in room 20A. The man's side of the building. He looked around his new residence. It had a bed against the windows, with a nice view of the campus, the other bed was against a wall, next to a desk with a laptop. He set his boxes down below the wall bed, resting on it and staring at his left wrist, to the green and white watch. Pondering what had happened the night he equipped it to his body.

He looked to see how he turned it on before. He saw a green button on the inner side, and pressed it, causing the wheel and the hologram to reappear. He turned the wheel, changing the hologram. He stopped at a hologram with four floppy wings and what looked like no mouth.

Suddenly a guy with brown comb over hair and broken glasses walked in, looking around just like Colby. He looked at him, curiously. Colby had his left hand in his pocket, as so no one could see.

"Uh...hey." the blonde greeted. He didn't let much show, but a look of fear was expressed with what he said. "I'm Colby Carsen. You are?"

"Bragen Mitchell. Pleasure to meet you." he greeted back in a rather monotone, yet hyperactive voice. He grabbed the young teen's right hand, shaking it vigorously.

"Yeah..." Colby paused, releasing his hand from Mitchell's grip. "So, which bed are you choosing?" he asked what could only assume to be his own roommate.

"This one." he replied, gesturing the bed the blonde was sitting on. "Or, is there something wrong?"

Colby shook his hand moving towards the window. "Nothing at all." he looked out the door seeing the girl from before, carrying her boxes into the room across from them.

He walked out the door across the hall, and knocked on the door of room 20B. The door opened as the orange haired woman peeked out her head, a look of surprise on her face.

"Hey..." Colby began, waiting for a reaction. "I just wanted to apologize for what happened earlier..." he rubbed the back of his head, looking at her gain a pinkish color on her cheeks.

"Oh, that?" she asked, confusing the young man. "Yeah I remember now. I was a bit overwhelmed by what you did. So let me say what I wanted to then." in an instant she had slapped the blonde in the back of the head, knocking him to the side as she began to rant. "How dare you! You should know very damn well not to treat a woman like that, you savage! Didn't your mother teach you any manner?!"

The teen blonde got up, looking at her, smiling. "Get that out your system?" he asked, making her groan in slight annoyance. "By the way, what's your name?"

She looked at him, sighing. Seeing as they're gonna be neighbors, there's no point in not introducing themselves. "The name's Ashley. Ashley Sparks."

"Colby Carsen." he introduced himself, extending his hand. She took it and shook it, giving a slightly sinister, but warm smile. "See you around or something?" he said as he began to walk back to his room, only to be stopped.

"Really?" Ashley questioned him, leaning against the wall with her arms folded. "You really think like that, apologize, and bam you're automatically forgiven?" she tilted her head slightly raising a brow.

Colby sighed, turning to her. "I knew it wouldn't be that easy..." he smiled to her. "How about a date then? Does this Saturday work?"

She only shrugged. "Sure. Works for me."

"Awesome!" he said walking back to his open room door. "It's official!" he stated quickly closing the door. Ashley only shook her head.


The day slowly trailed into the evening. The academy was quiet, the blonde was rested beside the windows. But something awoke him. His watch was beeping a low tone. It was distracting him and his dormmate from sleeping.

"What the?..." he slurred his words, turning his head to his left wrist, sighing. He looked at the digital clock on the counter, where his family picture was. It was 3:05 in the morning. Great.

They both heard a loud alarm blare, and it wasn't the alarm clock. They both got out their beds, groaning while they covered their ears.

"What is that?!" Colby yelled, as he couldn't hear anything through the obnoxious ringing in his ears.

"It's some type of emergency siren!" Mitchell yelled back, reaching the door and opening it. They both saw a crowd of students walk in one direction. They decided to follow, trying to keep up to the best of their abilities.


It didn't take long for the two students to be consumed by the swarm of teens and young adults. When the crowd stopped, they were at the college lunch lobby. Most were panicky, as you could expect, but not Colby. He was just...confused. Bragen however...was being himself: almost motionless.

"Attention. Attention. All students, please calm yourselves." a teacher said, standing on a lunch table, so that others could see him. Everyone had calmed themselves to the best they could. "No need to panic. There is an event happening in the business district of the city. All people and aliens around are being told to get to safety until further notice."

"Business district? But my mom lives there!" he yelled, but it was muffled by the hundreds of voices in the dining area. He looked around, and saw an open door, leading to the bathroom. He turned to his roommate. He gained an idea.

"Bragen, I need to go to the bathroom. Could you stall for me if someone asks?" he requested of Mitchell.

"Okay. Although I doubt anyone would asks something specific like that." he replied in his usual monotone voice. Colby then ran for the door and closed it upon entry.

The boy fiddled with the watch vigorously, until the wheel and hologram popped up. "Okay. You helped me once...let's see if you can do it again." he pressed the check mark on the wheel, and like before, the top moved itself to the side, showing the green and black cylinder popping up. He slammed it down, being covered in a green and yellow light. His skin started to turn pale white, his eyes turning completely green. Grey and black patches appeared on his arms and knees as he started to form moth like wings on his back.

The teen sprouted his moth like wings, stretching them about. He looked at his long fingers, confused at what to do now. "Oh...yeah. Now I have to get out of here...but how?" he questioned himself. he began to lean on a sink, but his hand had turned intangible, making him fall to the ground in a big thud. "Ow...wait..."