"We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial-I believe we are lost."

-Remarque: A Soldier From WW1

Today is a good day. We get bread and water for our trip in a couple of minutes so that means we will have food for the rest of the day. As I get up out of my tent to receive the rations, I see a sick girl lying in the middle of the dirt road leading to where they are serving the food.

I walk around her.

There is no point in helping her. She will die soon, the signs are already showing; the lips falling away, her mouth becoming larger, the teeth sticking out and looking as though they were made of chalk. The flesh melts, the forehead bulges more prominently, the cheekbones protrude, the skeleton is working itself through. The eyes are already sunken in. In a couple of hours it will be over. I've seen it enough to notice. We all have.

As I walk to the serving table I notice how the soldiers seem to be gathering their things. That means we will be leaving soon. We live in a portable barracks, my comrades, the soldiers and I. ever since I left my village I've been living with the soldiers, learning from the soldiers, fighting like the soldiers. It is all I know now and all I will ever learn.

My name is Tsunayoshi. I am an Everborn.

We Everborn are special. Only one is born every generation or when the old Everborn dies. We have special abilities which allow us to live longer. Our survival instinct is heightened even when we are not in battle. Whether it be swords or daggers or learning to shoot a bow and arrow, we excel in all that can aid in our survival. That is why we are feared. I don't know what happened to the one before me, not that I really care.

This environment really suits me. The soldiers don't fear me like my former village and I get free food and sleeping quarters. I get to use my power to protect myself without being looked at with disgust.

I grab the food from a fellow soldier and give him a smile of thanks. I head back to my tent when the alarm blares out.

The time for fighting has come.

Already I feel my senses heightening even more; adreneline is suddenly in my veins, in my hands, in my eyes a watching, a heightening alertness, a strange sharpening of my senses. My body, in one bound, is in full readiness.

I run to my tent while shoving a piece of bread in my mouth. I reach inside and shove the rest in my backpack and grab my sword and bow and arrows. I run in the direction the soldiers are running and pass regulars as they run to take cover.

"This is what I'm here for"

I chant over and over in my head

"This is what I was born to do"

Running faster and faster

"It is all I will ever know"

So why is it so hard for me to believe it?

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I know I know. New story when I should redo the other one. Sorry….but I think this one is better! Im working on the other one right now! I promise. Im going to redo the 1st chapter because it's crappy and also the second one because I never knew how hateful sakura sounded to her bro/sis….cant remember its been so long XD…and also it reveals to much of sakura's past when I was going to make it a mystery which will steadily evolve into her sad life story. So yeah hope you guys like and au revoir!

Killerninjaz