The deal is to protect her, but I'll do more than that. I'll save her.
Jennie: I can't remember that last time I saw Earth. All I know now is red sand, cruel aliens, and silence. Getting sick from some alien virus damaged my vocal chords, and it's painful to even say yes when my captors ask if I'm hungry.
I don't know what my future holds, but I've always had a sixth sense about things. That's why I know when the blue alien with orange hair and black gloves meets my eyes, that my life is about to change. I just don't know if it's for better or for worse.
Fenix: The only way I've been surviving through the chronic pain of my mutation is the drug, Kixx. I hate what the addiction has done to me, but what I resent the most is that I've had to barter with a lowlife Rogastix for my supply.
One day, he shows off his new property—a human female. He makes me a deal to protect her until he can exchange her for a healthy supply of Kixx of which I'll get a lion's share. But I'm a Drixonian Warrior somewhere beneath my melted skin and raw nerves. Now matter how badly I need the drug, I won't let her be sold. I'll get her to safety, even if it costs me everything.
Contains mature themes.
