Italics: song
Bold: Leo
I know that the beginning is at the end i put it there cause it makes sense with the story.
Disclaimer: Don't be stupid! :D I don't own the song either :(
I'm a soldier, 'til it's over
You and I fighting for the art of war
I'm a soldier, up against the wall yeah
It was pouring and everyone was in side but one teen. Leo Valdez was leaning up against a humongous oak tree in the middle of fall so there were leaves littering the ground. The tree was in front of a small now abandoned playground.
When ever he was down he would come here to watch the lively children play, dream, They had no worries in the magical worlds. They could just be happy. Yet when he was that age he was running from the foster homes and the abnormally nice people. Trying to survive another night. Fighting to survive. "I really am a solider"
I'm a solider, 'til it's over
Live and die fighting for the art of war
I'm a solider, I will never fall
I will never fall
I will never fall
I will never fall
I will never fall
I tear leaked out of his eye and slid down his face onto his chin. Which trembled slightly. "If I'm a solider why am a here crying?" The thunder seem to answer when it rumbled. Shaking the earth and the broken teen on it.
But you know me
I wanna go back but I can't back down and
You know me too well
'Cause
I refuse to give up. This is not how mom would want it.
I'm a solider, 'til it's over
Live and die fighting for the art of war
I'm a solider, I will never fall
I will never fall
I will never fall
I will never fall
I will never fall
The rain can only do so much to mask the tears running down the young face. He may be young but he has faced so many hardships. That if you look closely you can see the pain always in his eyes. It's buried with jokes and acting but its still there.
Follow me into the dark and I will lead you to the light
Formless, soundless, fearless, hearts keep holding on all through the night
I miss my childhood. When my only worries were, Did I color in the lines? Or did I set his on fire or was that the oven? I miss that. I miss mom.
I was just a kid then skipping stones
Innocent and so alone
In a sense we were all alone
You can take my heart you can take my home
But you will never break my soul
No you will never break my soul
He said with such determination you could almost believe him. That's when he stopped felling the rain on his face. He looked up. A elderly dark woman with a kind face smiled down at him holding and umbrella. "You are very wet I can see, come to my house I get you cleaned up" she said with a crisp British accent. I could not help myself when I smiled back. "Sure" I replied. As I stood up. Following her. The playground and memories forgotten.
A/N Song: Art of War by We The Kings
Hope you enjoyed chapter two!
!Any recommended songs review and tell me. Needs to be a bit depressing!
-Heartring123
