#cedrick

Not quite knowing what to make of their altered ages, Cedrick, now eighteen, discovered with amazement that he had claws, four fangs, and was even slightly taller than Spiral. Beside him, Betrayus had reverted to the form of a child, and with it, lost much of his memory of the past sixteen years. He didn't know what he was doing there, or why he was wearing that strange bracelet Sir C had implanted in him. (In reality, little Betrayus was completely harmless, although he could become rude if provoked.)

Pacster and Spiral, trying to help, lent Cedrick some of their clothes and some sneakers in his size so he could walk around more comfortably. Meanwhile, they dressed little Betrayus in Cedrick's clothes, which surprisingly fit. Cedrick, restless and curious, wanted to go out and explore the city, although Cyli, suspicious, initially didn't allow him to do so until Sir C or the President returned from their business.

But, of course, neither of them paid attention. Cedrick ended up leaving anyway, accompanied by the innocent little Betrayus, and together they walked through the streets of Pacopolis. Very soon they began to attract glances: some filled with disgust, others with open contempt. Cedrick didn't fully understand that the golden-skinned inhabitants still harbored resentment toward the white-skinned, even though the real Betrayus had been arrested long ago.