Year 0 – Month Five – Seven Months Pre-Apocalypse
'Daria, we have a problem,' Adam sighed in my mind as I woke up and groaned at the six am time on the digital clock.
"Go back to sleep," Nexus whined half-asleep, rolling over to face me and pulling me into his arms.
I laughed, feeling the ticklish warmth of his mouth against my neck—I've never felt this before. Small moments like these put a lot of my life in perspective when they overshadow my stupid five-year relationship with Rain.
"Adam says there's a problem," I mumbled in explanation, watching his eyes fly open and the sleep flee from his eyes.
"What problem?" he muttered, shuffling around with me until we sat up against the headboard.
'Most teachers and students from Second High are on one of Craver's lists. Stark difference to the ten percent from Destro Academy,' Ad replied, and my eyes widened in shock.
My mouth moved automatically, repeating Ad's comment and the list of suspected powered people.
