There's nothing Val Velocity, leader of the fashionably functional Ultra V's, hates more then authority. Ever since the party at the Nest ended, the V's and the other teenage gangs of the desert are made homeless and lost. They need a leader. They want revenge. They've got Val. But with paranoia oozing from his designer leather jacket, and his sights set on the color red, is her really the one to keep the desert the free and peaceful place it once was? Or is he no better than the suffocating BLI?