Here's the second chap! It took me a while to make it though. Next couple of chapters will have much more fighting, deaths, and all that other happy stuff! XD Enjoy!

Flash back chapter:

Kita was sleeping out in her garden. Her parents had told her she was being annoying, so she went outside to take a nap. People almost never went by their house, because it was in the middle of no where.

It was a tiny house that her father had made out of logs for her mother before they got married. Then they had Kita. Their house was surrounded by forest, creeks were everywhere, and birds and other animals were their only neighbors.

Kita jumped up from her spot on the ground and walked off into the woods. She sometimes found animals there, and they would watch her to make sure she wouldn't hurt them. After a while they would either leave or walk up to her to see if she had any food.

She heard whimpers and cries from some kind of animal, and birds screeching. She took off running and ran towards the cries.

When she broke through a clearing, there were at least six birds clawing and pecking at something blue on the ground. She flicked out her switch blade and lunged at the birds, making them scatter. One started to attack her and she stabbed it through the heart. The bird fell to the ground, and Kita turned around to see what the animal was.

It was a wolf. A baby wolf. It was very tiny. When she reached down to pick it up, she realized that it was so tiny that three of them could fit into the palm of her hand. It's mother had probably thought it was going to die and left it.

She gently picked it up and sat down. She set the blue wolf down on her lap. There were black stripes in its fur, and she hadn't really noticed them before because it's fur was matted in it's blood.

She pulled out stitches and bandages. When she got down stitching it's wounds and wapping the bandages carefully around the stitching, she placed the wolf inside her pocket. It's tiny tail wagged happily, and it poked it's nose out of her coat pocket to watch her.

She laughed and gently tapped it on the head, and it licked her hand. It had emerald green eyes. When she got home she showed how small it was to her parents. They told her to get rid of it, that it would die. She told them she would make sure it didn't, and they let her keep it, but they were worried that it would die and break her heart. But it didn't. It grew and soon it was as bigger than a normal male wolf.

Kita's parents were surprised that it had lived and how big it had gotten, and soon they could no longer feed it. It had gotten to big, and they didn't even have enough meat to feed themselves. Kita had gotten skinner and skinner, and she had gotten sick. They saved up so she could see a doctor, but there was no medicine, and other children were getting sick too.

A few weeks later Kita slowly got better. Other kids did not. They died, and their parents grew angry at Kita's parents when they found out that Kita had lived. Her parents went out every morning, and people at stores always asked how their kids or whatever were. And they always pass it on to other people.

Of course no one's gonna come look for someone to murder! So lets give out everyones adress and all that lovely crap! Kita thought bitterly.

She hated the people in town. They always had warm cloths, food, they got education, friends. Kita didn't have that. She had torn animal fur as blankets, stale bread, no friends, only animals, and no education. Her parents taught her how to hold a sword, use a gun, use blastia, and they borrowed a few books on the worlds history and taught her how to read and write. But that was it. She didn't know math, how to make friends, other stuff like that.

Kita's hair was short when she was little, making people and other children think she was a boy. So they treated her like one. A man had walked by her when she turned twelve and told her parents how she should have been in fighting classes by now for the knights. Her parents talked to the rich man about it had found out that ot didn't cost much. So they took her every day to the classes.

She made one friend, Kimura, a girl with firey red hair that went down to her waist but was tied up in a high ponytail. Her bangs were clipped back with a pin that had a black rose on the end of it. She wore a hoodie, jeans, and combat boots. The sword master had agreed to let her join. By that he meant she had threatened to slit his throat and forced him to let her join.

But she was a good fighter just like the guys. Her and Kita were excellent fighters, and they soon became top of their class. Kimura was the only person there who knew about Kita's true gender.

"Guys are so sexist." Kimura said one morning while she was sitting in a tree.

"They are." Kita agreed. "They think their the only one's who can fight. I can shoot a bow better than them! I think girls are better at paying attention then men, but that's not really true to for all women."

"Hahaha!" Kimura laughed at her joke about some women not being able to pay attention. It reminded her of her mother.

"Can I ask you about your parents?"

"They died when I was little. A knight had killed them when they refused to pay their taxes. The king and queen had already made an agreement with my parents that when I got better they would pay the debts they couldn't pay for now. The knight had gotten angry and killed them."

"I'm sorry...My parents almost died once when I was sick. Some guy had tried to run them over with a car on purpose."

"People are idiots, and I don't trust them. Some don't have any common sense, but then again, I don't believe in common sense." Kimura said quietly.

"Sometimes things are just to ridiculous to believe." Kita agreed.

When Christmas came around Kimura came over with cake and presents. Their parents talked to her for a little bit and then Kimura and Kita went hunting with her father. He had agreed to take them out for the first time since they were old enough to start getting drafted. The day that everyone was petrefied of. When they might not see their family or friends anymore. They would never see their smiling face or their voices anymore, if they didn't die then it seemed like forever. Kita's brother had died in the last drafting when he was eighteen. And the way the monsters in the forests had been acting then they were going to have to draft lots of good fighters for this.

Kimura and Kita both agreed that if they were getting drafted then they would have liked being the leader of their team. They would make sure that everyone came back alive to their families, even if that meant their families would never see them again. They would rather die then see other people get hurt, even if that person hated them.

The day of the drafting came, and Kimura was sitting beside Kita's mother, clutching her hand. Kita was sitting acrossed from them, leaning back and staring at the numbers on her slip of paper. Her father was hunched ovef, staring intently at the radio.

2678, 6325, 9346, 1298, 6543, 8909...

The numbers kept coming, until those two certain numbers had been called.

Welp, that's it. I don't own the media down below. I got it from the anime Naruto. The two tails looks a little bit of what Kuromaru (Kita's wolf) looks like. Here's a sneak peek of the next chapter!

"My brother died here, and I'm going to make sure everyone of us makes it back alive!"

"How the hell did you get here, runt?! Your about as tiny as a potato!"

"What is that thing?! It's huge!"

"I wonder if there are any mages willing to come here from Aspio."

"The city of Scholars?"

"I won't let you die! I won't watch any more innocent people die because I couldn't save them!"

"Guilds, huh? Sounds interesting!"