Love's Sorrow

Prologue

Tselinoyarsk, Russia

Spring, 1962

It was hard to believe, but the man that stood before her was once a comrade, a friend, and her fellow solider. The one she looked up to more then anyone else, but now this man was her enemy. But why would he trade sides so easily? Looking into his pale hazel eyes, the answer just seemed to escape her. He was always so logical, he was always was the one to know right from wrong, but why fight on the side of the communist party?

Face to face with The Sorrow, Boss asked herself these questions over and over again, but really she was stalling. She didn't want to do it… Maybe there could be a peaceful resolution to this whole mess, but it seemed doubtful.

"Boss," The Sorrow said with his normal calm voice. "You have to shoot me."

"I can't!" She said with tears welling in the corner of her blue eyes.

"Shoot me!" He demanded. "You want to finish your mission don't you? Then you'll have to shoot me."

"No!" She said with her hand trembling.

The Sorrow knew that he would have to take matters into his own hands. She had to finish her mission; he loved her enough to make sure she would not fail, even at the cost of his own life. He always wanted her to be a great success. It was one of the many things she fought so hard for; to disprove to anyone that she incapable of being a solider because of her gender. And now she contemplated throwing it all away over the feelings she carried for him. He couldn't let her do this.

Using his psychokinetic powers, The Sorrow seized control over The Boss. However she was no fool; she knew that he would try this, so she attempted to block her mind. She tried to keep herself focused so he couldn't delve too deeply inside her mind, but it was a futile effort. The Sorrow took complete control of her, and forced her to raise her arm. The Boss was trembling hard as her hand firmly griped the handgun. Why was he making her do this? She didn't want things to end this way. The tears poured from her blue eyes as she felt her finger claps around the trigger.

"The spirit of the warrior will always be with you." He said in his most sweet tone. "Don't be sad. We'll meet again someday…"