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Freedom comes in many forms, all of them illusions.

They'd finally escaped the Facility for a life together that promised security and something like peace. Sorta. Maybe.

The three soldiers didn't have to go to war any longer, but being hybrids meant there were those in the world that hunted them as if they were all animal - not just some cells. Now, Affie, Zeb and Peter are building a family together - the kind of life for themselves they've dreamt of for years.

Hate and fear of anyone different or other is learned, often taught through generations.

General George Carver sat in an office in the Pentagon with Secretary of Defense Vogels. They had been going back and forth for over an hour.

"George, I understand your passion for this project, but I am not going to authorize troops to be used against our own citizens," Vogles said.

"They're no longer citizens," Carver replied. "They've been mutated into something inhuman."

"They're your sons!"

"Not any longer," the General replied.

The attacks keep coming and time is running out to keep the compound – and all hybrids – safe.