Prologue
She never knew how she would impact our fate. She saved us from ourselves, you could say. We own a lot to her. But this story isn't about her, it's about all of us and our struggle to escape what the powers that be had planed out for us.
We were all soldiers you see, very elite soldiers, top of the class. But had we ever been given a choice to be something different? No. We were what 'they' made us to be.
They told us that we were pure bread fighting machines. There was no other place for us in the world. Some believe and some didn't. I didn't, I knew I could write, write allot better than most people.
So I'm writing this now. This is a story of struggle through mental and physical. A story where the 'bad guys' have a chance to change and become what they want to be, not what the powers that be chose for them. There are no 'bad guys' in the real world. No one's innocent. No one's right. No one could have changed our destiny.
No one except her…