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Zedger: Edge of Zion (Hybrid Genesis, book 1) by E. L. Strife EPUB

War is in their DNA. Marci, ex-commander turned rebel, aims to destroy the Astral's hybrid genesis program which captures her people and builds them into soldiers for their armies. Astrals, those of High-born blood, not mutated from the toxins and radiation, rule from their protected cities with savage weaponry and the ranks of redesigned Tellurians.

Commander Marci:

I escaped the experiments of Project Zedger, which alters us for the Astrals’ bioenhanced military, Occupational Cybernetic Corps. OCC protects Zion from other Astral countries, but it also maintains order within its boundaries. Us soldiers are mutated, spliced with animals, or cybernetically restructured to do the most damage without objection. I was one once, Bravo class, a cybernetic hybrid, a commander.

I hated that my kind died because of my orders, Genesis's orders. It's why I broke free.

Genesis Hub controls everyone. It consumes your thoughts and controls your actions through a splay that squeezes the back of your brain. It makes us kill our own kind. Tellurians dwindle in numbers with every passing day. Project Zedger must burn. Genesis must fall. Only I have the skills and potential to make that happen. The others who have different minds like mine are all still in service.

Levi, my recently rescued Crisper, is in desperate need of a regulator to control the massive amounts of Cerithymite nanotech the doctors pumped into him. He was dumped not far from where I live with a piece of my old splay in his head. It's a message from my designer. My hideout has been discovered by OCC Snipes. My time is up. Ingrid is on to me.

I have a plan that just might save Levi and free us all, but I risk Ingrid gaining control of me and another mobile army. I've already taken more lives than I've saved. I won't help her take over the world.

Levi:

My memory is a mess of fragments from my time in service. All I know is Commander Marci saved my life, and I can't get too far away from her. Something about her calms the storm in my blood. When she leaves, I am inundated with pain, like a million stinging ants clawing their way out of my skin. I hope she can figure out what I am. I hope she can fix me. If I live, I swear, I will protect her with my life.

Sergeant Mason Cage:

I've monitored Marci for years under the orders of a rebel Astral. I don't think Marci remembers me. Zedger screws with your head, stirs up your concept of identity with too many synthetic thoughts. You start to wonder what's real. It's why us Disconnects and rebels have to stick together. I wish I could talk to Marci, tell her everything, tell her I'm sorry for getting us both into this. I don't want to go back in to get her out, but I fear I might have to. Astrals love to torture us. They mutated me to like pain, to crave it in battle. I'll do what I have to, to protect her. I owe her that much, at least.

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