Chapter 1: Her Battle Cry

Taz is fierce in battle.

Though you've probably already figured that out.

I tell ya, there's nothing more amazingly beautiful then Taz throwing a grenade and walking away as the flames rage behind her. She looks like (For lack of a better word) a war goddess. If they could, the robots would've shit their metal pants.

Before she goes into battle, she sits alone, whispering to herself. "Mama, Papa, Andreas, Maria…" all the names of the people who died on her fifteenth birthday, all the people she's fighting for. (And I don't know if I'm just imagining this, but I think I've heard her say my name a few times.)

Then, when we charge in, she lets her battle cry. Sometimes it's a long stream of words in Spanish, but most of the time it's just a sound.

But in that single sound is all the passion and anger she keeps held inside every day. All the pain, the hurt, everything. When the new guys hear it, they get scared. But the rest of us, the ones who have been fighting with her from the beginning, we let it inspire us. Let it remind us what we're fighting for.

Not that I'd ever forget it, though. How could I, with her battle cry still ringing in my ears long after the fighting is over.