Hey guys! Long time no see! I'm gonna start my rambling with an explanation about 'Anything For You', 'Before The Dawn' and 'The Princess and the Pauper'. Fact is, I have completely forgotten where I'm going with them. Seriously I must have been sitting in front of each half done chapter thinking 'this is boring as hell where did my creativity go?' so I decided to start a new story.

If any one has any preferences for what they want to happen in Anything For You especially, let me know

Anyway, I have been playing a lot of Resident Evil lately and I love how everyone speaks in awesome one-liners so this is going to be loosely based around one of the games, but I'm not going to bother telling you which one because it is so loosely based it's basically completely different.

…. K fine, it's Resident Evil Revelations

AND because I'm still doing the Evanescence thing, this story is named after the song 'Made of Stone'.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I am no one.

Made of Stone

"Flora, I don't think that's suitable for a young girl like yourself, how about we go look at the Barbie dolls over there." The young brunette girl huffed and held the plastic machine gun- designed for rough and tough boys, not sweet and dainty girls- tightly to her body.

"But how will I protect myself from the monsters under my bed?" she murmured.

"Imagine if I let you get this, what would you're mother say?"

"Nothing, because she's never at home."

It was Flora Linphea's seventh birthday. Her parents were away on business on opposite ends of the country: they both had high positions in the G.D.F.: the Global Defence Force. She wasn't sure exactly what they did, or what the company even did, she just knew it meant that they were away so much that she had be brought up by people she had no blood relation to.

"Don't you speak ill of your mother, Miss Flora, I report back to her every night." Andrea, the current au pair said.

"I don't believe that." she muttered, "It's my birthday and my mummy said I could have anything I wanted. I don't want a stupid doll, I want this M27!"

"How on earth do you even know what it's called? You're barely seven years old!" Andrea sighed and took the gun from the minor. She felt sorry for Flora, coming from a small home with too many people within it's walls she couldn't at all relate; she couldn't imagine waking up in an empty mansion. She sighed, flipped her short, curly red hair and knelt to Flora's level. "How about we get both: the Barbie can be a decoy," she winked. Flora gave her a grin.

"Now you're talking."

~. Nine Years Later .~

"MUM. It's MY life, MY decision. I want to join the army!" Sixteen-year-old Flora yelled into the phone.

"Flora, sweetheart, now is not the time. I'll be home in two hours, we can discuss it then. I'll show you so you can understand why joining the army is the worst possible career path, especially for you."

"Like you will! Whenever you come home from God knows where you spend all your time doing paperwork and sleeping. You've never had a say in my life before, and you can't demand one now!" Flora slammed down the receiver and screamed out in frustration.

On the other side, Flora's mother sighed and pressed 'end' on her phone. Flora was right; why did she even bother having a daughter? If she couldn't make her feel loved then what was the point? She dialled her husband's number and waited until he picked up.

"Honey, hi," he said, sounding tired.

"Hey, listen, I just got off the phone with Flora,"

"How is she? Is she alright?" he asked.

"She's fine except… Well, she's sixteen, she's going to start thinking about career choices and universities and…"

"Julie, what's wrong?"

"We really missed everything, didn't we? I barely know who she is. She was telling me that she wanted to join the army. The bloody army! And here I was thinking she was still the timid little flower I remember." she said sadly.

"We can't have her joining the army, that's for sure. Imagine, the daughter of two senior members of the G.D.F. joining the army-,"

"They'd probably demote us." she groaned.

"If she's so eager to fight, then why don't we set her up with a career in the G.D.F.? Just as a trial run, to see if she really does have any potential." he suggested.

"Are you crazy?!" She exclaimed, "We haven't worked in combat for years- have you forgotten how dangerous it is?! The G.D.F. hunts terrorists down in their own territories. We met in a terrorist lab for crying our loud!"

"Precisely! She's our daughter! She must have a thirst for danger. Maybe if we put her in the training program she'll realise that it's scarier than it is exciting."

"… Okay, you may have a point."

"Excellent. I sort it all out and you break it to her. I'll see you tomorrow." he put the phone down.

Once Flora's mother got home it was late, almost midnight, but Flora was sitting at the bottom of the staircase still wearing her school uniform. She stood up when she saw the door open.

"You're late." she stated.

"Sorry, honey, my flight was delayed."

A silence followed.

"So…" Her mother croaked nervously, "Are you still thinking about the army?" Flora didn't say anything but pulled a form out of the pocket of her skirt. "I'll take that as a yes."

"I'm going to do it with or without your support."

"I'm sorry Flora, I can't let you do this."

"Didn't you hear me?"

"Come to my office Flora, there's something we need to talk about."

~.~.~

"A training programme?" Flora questioned, sitting on a rich leather chair opposite her mother (as a passionate vegan, a chair that she had always complained about).

"That's right. It's a prestigious programme designed to train people from the age of 16 intensive research."

"What the hell is 'intensive research'?"

"It's what we call breaking and entering to get information." Flora's mother cracked a smile, remembering the first terrorist she ever shot. At the time, it haunted her but she soon got over it when another twelve were dead by her hand. "Flora, people work hard for years to get into this programme, your father and I have the power to put you in right now."

"Mum… What does the GDF actually do?" Flora asked.

"You'll find out. Just remember that we're the good guys."

~A/N~

Prologuey thing over (was super quick I know), next chapter will probably be sometime next year (joking… I think)

Look out for the final few chapters of my other stories- they should be up soon

And look out for the next chapter of this one! Who will Flora meet during training? Will thy take kindly to the girl who had the opportunity handed to her on a platter? Probably not- I should know, I'm writing this mofo.

Let me know what you think! xox