Jaz is a young Unaltered girl, living in a world ruled by rich Modified and controlled by vicious Mechanics. She embarks on a interfallacting journey to raise enough money to undergo the process that will turn her into a Modified, but she ends up in a desperate fight for her life where she finds out more about herself than she'd ever thought possible.


2. Chapter I

Chapter I




My bags are nowhere near packed, and I am nowhere near ready. Two more days until the flight leaves. It is Monday. My nerves are shot. 

Apprehension and excitement fill me, and I can't pay attention in class. The Unaltered and Modified are separated for some classes, but allowed to mingle at recess and lunch. We are separated in the morning when the Modified do gym, art, music, science, all kinds of things depending on what carrier they want, while the Unaltered have two hours of history then one hour of health or math, depending on what day it is. In the afternoon we mingle, for an hour of biology and an hour of technology, the Unaltered excelling at biology, the Modified fascinated by technology. 

All I can think about is the journey I'm about to embark on, and the effects it would have on my life. 

Deep down, I wanted to stay Unaltered. I didn't want those metal parts, circuit boards and gears stuck in me. The Modified walked around, displaying them proudly. Some bore computer chips on their wrists. Some metal plates on the back of their necks. 

Some even had gears and wires swarming around an arm or two. It was disgusting to the Unaltered, beauty to them. 

"Jaz! Pay attention!" My teacher snaps. He is Modified, a large circuit panel donning the side of his head, gleaming in the artificial light. This class is one of the combined classes.

"Sorry, Mr. Lixang..." I murmur, still distracted. 

"I know you have a big trip coming up, that could possibly change your life, but you will have a much better chance at success if you pay attention in class. Not that you have much chance at all." He says, earning snickers and even a few full-out laughs from the Modified. My cheeks redden. 

"What did you just say to her?" One of the Unaltered challenges. I look over to see Nik, a surprisingly handsome Unaltered with pale skin, brown-blond hair, blue eyes and a spattering of freckles across his nose, leaning forward in his desk, glaring at Mr. Lixang.

"I told her the truth. A pitifully poor student, bad even by Unaltered standards, had little chance of amassing enough money and credits on that trip to do anything with, much less get the operation." 

"Okay. Insulting my friend was bad enough, now your insulting my people." This time it is Kit who speaks up, a petite brunette with watchful jade green eyes. 

"Your people are filth. They deserve to be insulted. They are an insult to the human race."

With this, a bunch of the Unaltered students leap to their feet, jumping out of their desks. Kit, Nik and I among them. The Modified snicker, looking at us with their judgemental eyes, most the dull blue-grey of lens implants used to improve vision, some their natural colour, greens and browns. But it was the Unaltered's eyes who were the best. 

Decades of being unprotected from the sun's harsh UV rays, stronger then it had been a century ago do to thinning of the atmosphere, had done damage to the eyes of the Unaltered, but had also caused interesting changes in the iris. 

The blues held multiple shades, from grey to sapphire. The greens ranged from vivid emerald to yellows jade. The browns had rich honey hues and dark streaks.

My own eyes were incredibly fascinating, as they were violet, and hauntingly pale. A light shade of lavender that made my vibrant violet hair seem even brighter, and my skin, pale as it was, appear almost completely white, devoid of all colour. 

I curse myself for getting so off topic with my train of thought, thinking about eyes. When I snap out of the day dream I see a sight I'd yearned for for years. 

Mr.  Lixang is tackled to the floor by Nik and one of his buddies, Zac. Together they knock him off his feet, dragging him to the floor. He screams at them. 

"Get off me you filthy Unaltered scum!" I am frozen. I want to go help Nik and Zac, but I do not want to make enemies amongst the Modified. For one, they are stronger then me, and I may be joining their ranks and do not want enemies. For two I am weak and will be of little use. 

Two of the Modified race forward and pull them away, dragging them kicking and screaming out of the classroom. I sit down, tears blurring my vision. Mr. Lixang scrambles back to his feet, and the room starts to spin. 

Suddenly I can't take it anymore, I leap to my feet and sprint away, needing to get out of the school. 

"Jaz! Miss Cayan!" He shouts. "Come back here now!" 

I pay no heed to his calls, fleeing the school as fast as I can. 


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