Prologue
A lone figure walked through the swamps of an unknown town. The human figure bore a black jacket that seemed to be a tad bit too big and had gloves with dull claws on them. The figure had on two different color boots, one green and the other black. It appeared to be a women who could be no older than nineteen and she had scarf around her neck. Her arms wrapped around her. She appeared to be swaying a bit as she walked. She tripped over a log and into a small puddle where she finally collapse face down. She slowly turned over and breathed heavily. She cracked open her eyes and saw a bush move. She was in no condition to fight right now. At a closer distance you could see her clothes were torn and looked like they had been in a war. She tried to get to her feet, but was unsuccessful. She heard a twig snapped and she turned around to a bright light and guns. She heard the man speak some gibberish she could not understand and saw one of the man with the shot gun come up to her and hit her up against her temple.
A small light shined on her face. It was the sun coming up. She immediately sprung up from the wooden bed she was on and into a battle stance.
"My aren't we the hostile type?"
The girl glance over to her side and saw a young tanned women sitting, drinking a cup of tea.
"Where am I?" demanded the girl.
The women offered the girl some bread and tea and commanded for her to sit down and relax.
"You are safe within my household." She said in a soft voice.
Suddenly the girl's eyes opened wide eyed.
"Now I remember."
"My father and brother 's group found you in the swamp area while they were on the nightly watch."
"You poor thing. You looked tired and beaten, were you caught in the crossfire? You must have been scared!"
"Crossfire? No, I was…"
"That's strange, what's a young lady like you doing out here in India with no man to protect you?"
"I can protect myself just fine thank you. I was looking for something…one."
There was a bell that rung above the village.
The women bowed her head and said a few words from her country and kissed the rosary on her necklace.
"Sorry, it is our daily prayer," she got up and took the plate and cups to a sink. "We must leave soon, the war grows closer every day. Just the other day, we found a bullet that belong to the war."
"That's terrible, can the village do something that can prevent it from coming towards here?"
"We've tried to talk to them, but it has ended in simple bloodshed. One side says it is here to protect. The other says they are here for domination. It is very confusing."
There was a chime and a cool breeze was let in.
"Mother are you home?" A boy with a gun in hand and bag swung over his back into the room. He seemed to be covered in some camouflage.
"Here my brother she is sleeping."
The boy blushed when he saw the girl and bowed to her and said several things incomprehensible to the girl.
"Um…ok?"
The women chuckled a bit and patted her brother on the back.
"She doesn't speak that language little brother! My brother says he is sorry for as your kind would say 'Waking you upside the head with his broomstick'. He thought you were one of them."
"Oh… that was you." The girl touched her head where she was clocked and found bandages wrapped around her.
"My mother's work. Oh and Father Lucas prayed for your health to return."
"Thank you….um-"
"It is our home you wished to ask correct?"
"Well if you don't mind."
"Not at all, the war is moving close as I said earlier, and so we must depart from our birthplace. It is simply too dangerous for our small village to try to hail up two armies."
There was a knock at the door it was a tall man dressed in black with a rosary around his neck.
"Father Lucas, what pleasure is this?"
"No pleasure I'm afraid Julie, we must leave now. We can hear the gunshots from the hills."
"I thought we had a week to prepare!" exclaimed the boy.
"There has been a change in plans, we must quickly-"
There was a crash and a device smashed through the window.
"Cover your eyes!"
A blinding light was shown and soon it disappeared. Smoke bombs started to follow through the window and someone was banging at the door.
"Adrian!" screamed the Julie.
"Go I will get mother. We will meet up at the docks! That's where father is!"
"Come lady we haven't got much time!" Father Lucas grabbed the girl's arms and ran out the house and into the sandy streets of the village.
The girl pulled her arm away from Father Lucas.
"Girl, we must leave now!"
"Go on without me, I have to pay a debt on my card!"
"At this time!"
The girl return to a burning down house.
"Adrian!"
She ran into the house and saw Adrian and another body cut up and dismembered in a corner.
"Adrian." She whispered. She turned around and dropped kicked a guilty soldier.
"Your moves are good, but your times up girly!"
"Russian eh? I was born there!" She then preceded to counter his knife wielding self.
"You move different from your squad."
"What squad?"
The girl then punched him in the gut and sent a green blast of energy toward his way.
"That was for Adrian."
The house was falling apart, the fire was getting closer, she had to escape!
The girl jumped through a broken window and found herself in an outright war. One group bore blue and white while the other was black and yellow.
"FOR THE ALLIANCE!" screamed a figure in snow attire who then preceded to snipe down several of the other side in yellow.
"FOR ZE GERERATION!" A sheet of ice spiked up from the ground and killed everyone in its path. Alliance, Generation and civilian and anyone else who fits in a different category.
"This is inhumane!" said the girl.
"No child, this. Is. War!" A blinded man in black and yellow jumped off from a burning cliff and brought down a mighty axe.
"It's also you're damned doom." He swung for her head and she ducked just in time.
"For a guy with a big weapon, you sure do move fast!"
"That's nothing!"
The axe suddenly lit up in flames and he slammed it down and created cracks of fire.
"That's a cool trick, but I have a cooler color!"
The girl's hands lit up and she server the gruesome figure a heaping blast of hurt.
The girl bent over holding her stomach.
"I got to be careful not to release so much energy in this form."
"How bought you'd be careful not to get yourself killed!"
The girl turned around and saw a grenade head her way, only it didn't look like a normal bomb. Sure enough it exploded and an electoral field of death surround the area. The girl couldn't move, it had exploded right at her side and she had no time to prepare for the blast. She gasp as she felt a dagger rip through her stomach.
"Gaw!"
Blood dripped from her lips as she tried to shake her attacker off of her.
"Die you bitch! How dare you join a fight you're not part of!"
The dagger was twisted sideways then a full three-sixty degree.
"Stop, you're killing me!"
"Wake up human, this isn't a game anymore! It's come to the big screen and you've been cast as the girl that dies at the hands of the infamous Hollywood Mercenary!"
"Muwahahahaha…huh?"
The dagger was melting and she was being burned.
"Eat plasma you attention whore!"
"Aaaarrggghhhh!"
Hollywood was blasted off the bleeding girl.
"Retreat!"
Retreat? Who's retreating? I thought these sides were badassess!"
"Gotcha you hiding snake!"
"Hold your fire Snow!"
"What why?"
Are they talking about me? What's poking me, I can't open my eyes. I'm too beat up.
"She's not part of them."
"Chelsea bring the captain over here!"
Am I going to die?
"Not if we are with you."
Soft warm hands cupped my face.
Did I say that out loud?
"She's not human, she's been mutated in some way, but by nature, not force."
"Does she have a name?"
"It's strange. She has two minds. Both have different names, do different things. And yet only one seems to know the other."
"Bring her. We'll fix her up and maybe get something in return."
"Yes sir captain!"
Wha-what's happening? I zoned out there for a moment! Is someone carrying me?
"Hang in their cub, we'll get you well."
Can't…fight urge…to…sleep."