Yet another story I'm working on I'm excited for this one especially since I totally love the relationship of the main character and her lover. Enjoy!

"C'etait une fois-"

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like, I'm telling the story."

"'Once apon aTime?' Really?"

"I'm trying to make it more interesting."

"It's already interesting, and what's with the French?"

"I'm doing it in the old language, gives it more class."

"One, you're German. And two, how do you even know French?"

"I looked in that dusty old languages you have."

"Why you little-"

"Hey there could be children watching."

"HOW. This is a recording, that will later be put on paper in case all computer data is destroyed."

"Okay princess, kids could be READING."

"Stop calling me princess, It's annoying."

"But your reaction is so adorable."

"Shut up and tell the story. How it actually happened."

"It all started with six kids, a Danish bully, a pretty Spanish girl, a loyal Japanese boy, a wimpy Saudi, a Mongol hottie, heh rhyme, and a strong, handsome German who saves the world in the end-"

"That's it. I'm telling the story."

"Wait I was kidding! Don't you know a joke when you hear one? Please let me tell the story."

"Ugh I can't believe your eighteen. Fine… Strong and handsome? Now we know where your sister got her ego."

"I told you I was kidding, I'm not that vain. Now the actual beginning."

"Talk about before so they what's going on. We have no idea how much anyone who reads this knows about the war and the economy going on then."

"Yawn, politics are sooooo boring."

"I'm going to have to delete this recording and start over if you keep doing that."

"Doing what?... Ow! Alright, alright. No need to hit me sheesh. So, we all come from different countries on three of the ten continents. The ring of ten they're called. Old dialects like French, German, Arabic, English, etc. have died off and we now speak one language, Pagesh. Well they haven't completely died off, like we use traditional names from the countries we come from, and we speak some of the language that we learn from out parents-"

"It gets passed down from generation to generation but still slowly the language is lost. So people acquire 'language bibles' like mine. They are basically all the language dictionary's rolled into one and have the Pagesh definitions so it's easier to learn. But nowadays the government has made them illegal, so mine is a secret."

"… Can I speak now?"

"Yes, please continue."

"As I was saying, we are given traditional names from our country that the government-"

"Later changes to a new name that tends to be an emotion or personal attribute we show in our personality."

"… How about we both tell the story since you keep interrupting me."

"It's not my fault you leave stuff out."

"That's because you interrupt me before I can finish."

"Fine whatever, we will both tell the story."

"You go government, I'll do the war 'kay?"

"Okay. So anything after the invasion, that he will go over in a moment, the U.S. proposed an idea that every country unite and fight our enemy. Why are you laughing?"

"Heh heh, the UNITED States wanted all of the countries to UNITE. Ha, you made an unintended pun. Heh."

"Idiot. The countries across the globe joined the U.S. in the battle and used genetic testing to find famous warriors' and warlord's offspring. They then took those of the 'great' people that won wars and trained them to fight in battle to win. And once the war was over, America was AFRAID the buggers would come back so they kept on training cadets, but LIED to them and told them they needed to act quickly which leads them to do TERRIBLE things that they never would have done in the first place!"

"Whoa there princess just calm down and take a deep breath."

"Calm?! I am clam!"

"Wow you must be upset to not even mention-"

"And don't call me princess!"

"There it is."

"Is everything a joke to you?! They lied to our faces and you don't even care!"

"Ouch that hurts. I'm just trying to cheer you up."

"I'm sorry. It's just… THEY just… Okay, okay, I'm calm now, just explain the war."

"You got it princess."

"Grrrr…"

"So it all started with the alien invasion. We call them buggers… Who came up with that name anyway, a five year old."

"You're getting sidetracked again…"

"Right sorry. Anyway, the buggers attacked once we pulled out our guns, which had little effect on them. There were many innocent deaths, the continental pact, yada yada, she went over that. Then the was a 'miracle.' Mazer Rackham, the man who sacrificed himself to save the planet. He destroyed an entire fleet, not that anyone ever new how because-"

"They LIED!"

"I was GOING to say because the video ended after he crashed into the mother ship or whatever they called those things."

"I suppose your answer works too."

"You SUPPOSE? Fine, there is no point in arguing. Their fleet was destroyed and the Earth hasn't seen them for thirty-four years. But the paranoid Americans kept up the training for when they came back."

"If you ask me those Americans are jumpy."

"Maybe it's all the hamburgers they eat."

"But hamburgers are tasty."

"I never said they were gross. I just meant there are a lot of hamburger places. I mean, have you been there, they are over."

"Wait, why are we talking about food. Continue."

"Um… Where was I, I forgot. The talk about food made me hungry."

"You were talking about how the Americans continued the training."

"Oh yeah. They kept training the cadets for when the buggers come back. Which is where we come in. Just not yet. Our story starts in Mongolia, in one of the many fight schools for the decedents of Mongolia's best warriors and warlords preparing for battle school. But we shall focus on one girl in particular… Bathroom break!"

"WHAT?!"