This is the story of a brave young girl in the middle of what would soon be known as the bloodiest war of her planet.
Her name was Angus Fitzgerald, and she died on October 30, 2013 on Earth.
Rappaport was a small industrial planet that had been taken over by humans once planet travel was possible. Angus was born fifty years after the government was built and life was about keeping up with mining, creation and labor while still juggling with the very essence of being human.
Her grandfather told her stories of Earth, how beautiful the sky was at sunset and how spirited he felt when the sun rose. These stories were all she had as a child; her father barely remembered his home planet and therefore could not help her hunger for knowledge of the place. For Angus, Earth felt truly like a home that was erased from people's minds in her community. The older folk, like her grandfather spoke of it highly and with such magic, until the war began.
The Razbunator War was horrible. Fathers and brothers left in the early morning and few returned in the evening. Women and children were taken, families executed as a show of rebellion. At the age of fifteen, if strong enough, you were hauled off in army trucks and taught how to fight… how to kill.
Angus was the only girl in a home filled with sons, four elder brothers and two younger brothers. All of her brothers were sent off for training except for Declan and Michael, the youngest. Once she turned fifteen, they came for her.
She is now twenty-one years old, and she's going to meet the most important man in the entire universe.