So I'm rewriting my chapters of Rebellion cause I want to. Maybe I'll continue writing and finish it too. Maybe even without Ninja. We'll see what happens. I honestly think this new version is a lot better than my last one though.

Rachel's POV-

There was once a time of happiness. It's not a happiness that most people think of, but happiness within one's self and how it affects the people around them. I was happy once, but I never thought I'd be thrown into the consequences of someone else's actions.

A shaking stumbled me out of a deep sleep. "Rachel, wake up! Wake up!" My brother Rob whispered, his voice trembling. He rocked me back and forth as I comfortably laid in bed. Struggling to open my brown eyes, I groaned. I glanced over towards the ticking clock, realizing it was four in the morning. Everyone else must have been asleep. So... tired. Sleep. Sleep. I attempted to close my eyes again, but Rob shook me once more, harsher this second time.

"Rob, what is it?" I murmured in response, curious of the reason my brother would wake me up so early. There was nothing going on that day, well unless he wanted to play a prank on Parker or something, which usually I was down for. I opened my eyes up a bit and noticed Rob already dressed. His short brown hair was brushed back, but it looked like it had been done very quickly.

"We're leaving."

Those two words slipped right through my mind as my eyes fluttered close. "What'd you say again?" I groggily asked.

"Rach, we're leaving."

Leaving?! I instantly sat up in shock, and blood rushed to my head, making it ache. My hand went directly to my forehead as I tried to rub out the pain. "Ow." My silky brown hair floated down past my hips, which I didn't quite understand, since I'd just been asleep.

In a hurry, Rob got up from kneeling on the ground next to my bed and pulled open my one of my clothes' cabinet drawers. "Hurry up. Get out of bed. Put on some clothes and pack the rest of your stuff as soon as you can." From the tone in his voice, he was dead serious.

"W-why?" I questioned, my voice slightly shaking. My eyes darted from side to side as Rob pulled out my clothes one by one and stuffed them into a bag I had lying around. "Don't you like it here? Why do I have to go too?"

"Don't ask why," my brother snapped in distress. I jumped back, not used to Rob so aggravated. My bed creaked. He stood up and shook his head. "I'm sorry. It's early and..."

"You're upset," I blatantly replied, keeping my eyes on him.

"Yes, I'm obviously upset." He kept his attention on the air seeping in the room through my window. The window had been open the entire night, so I was surprised nothing had crept in while I slept.

I sighed and continued questioning my brother. "Can you at least tell me where we're going?"

There was a deadly moment of silence. Rob shot me a glare which I hadn't seen from him in years. "The base of the Power Moves Army." In a swift swoop of the wooden door, Rob exited my room. My mouth hung open in shock, my eyes glued to the now open door.

The dreaded leader of the Power Moves Army, also known as Mitch, was my brother. I knew little about what Mitch did in the Sky Army, but I clearly remembered a regiment in the Sky Army that he created alongside a bacca hybrid named Jerome. My brother and Jerome were highly recognized generals of the Sky Army, and were known for their amazing PVP skills.

Then there was the "ultimate battle," as people called it. This was the most infamous battle versus the Squids, the Sky Army's worst rivals, in history. Less than three years ago, Mitch and Jerome's regiment had been accidentally left behind while fighting the Squids, and Mitch blamed the event on Adam, the Sky Army's leader. At the same time, Mitch was in the process of convincing members of his regiment and their closest friends to build the Power Moves Army, aka the PMA, to isolate themselves from their former friends back at the Sky Army.

Rob, my eldest brother, told me several times that Mitch held long vengeances against his enemies and was not a force to be reckoned with. Following the "ultimate battle," Rob make it clear that he did not appreciate Mitch's actions during the fight and would not be joining the PMA. Mitch, however, had other ideas. He wanted Rob to become his most trusted general, but my eldest brother refused the position. To settle the score, Mitch sent out a death threat against Rob and I.

During that time, I had been living with Rob in a fancy suite of the Sky Army base. I had some friends, but I wasn't very close with any of them. No one seemed to know who I was and where I'd been. Rob, on the other hand, was very generous with the other recruits and also skillful at PVP, like Mitch, which soon earned him an open position as a Sky Army general. Everyone liked him, even Deadlox and Jason, two of Adam's highest generals.

Before we could get caught by the PMA, Rob hurried in one day and told me to pack my things from our suite. We fled as soon as we could without any noticing. Adam and his generals didn't even realize we had gone. Soon enough, Rob and I encountered members of the Cube, an ally of the Sky Army located in a small house outside of the rivalry boundaries. The Cube didn't care much for controversial drama but sided with the Sky Army in any situations, so they were ecstatic when two new members asked to join. When Graser and HBomb, the two creators of the Cube, let us in, they questioned the upcoming rivalry between the PMA and the Sky Army, which Rob suggested they stay out of based on the safety of their members. He also mentioned that we were being hunted by the rebellion's leader and his followers, but none of them seemed to mind because after two months, no one came. I supposed Mitch had been going on with his life, and so were Rob and I.

For two years and eight months, I'd been living alongside the funny, kind, and talented young men and women in the Cube, who treated us with the utmost respect. I became close friends with Straub and Bee within days of arriving, and they treated me as we had together for years. I spent some of my best moments with those two. Around the Cube, people called us the "Sweet Trio."

When Bee and Straub weren't around, there was Parker. I could consider Parker and I closer than any of the others were with each other even though I'd only known him for less than three years. On the daily, Parker and I played games, laughed about not-so-funny jokes, sang until we would loose our voices, and at night, lay out on the grass while the shining stars came out. He even took me to the Cube Prom both years because I didn't have dates. Truth be told, I liked Parker more than a friend. I really liked him. So just leaving him burned a scar in my heart.

Throughout those three years, I hadn't once thought of Mitch or asked about him to Rob since I'd been having such a great time with Parker and the others. However, as I packed up my clothes, memories of Mitch floated in from the back of my mind. What will Mitch think when he sees me for the first time in three years? What about Rob? What changed so drastically which is forcing us to return? I could definitely tell Rob was hiding something important from me that gray morning, but I couldn't dare to ask. I couldn't make him angrier than he already was.

I wiped my forehead of early morning sweat and hastily placed my clothes into a backpack which Rob sat on my bed before he left. With every piece I pushed into the bag, my heart dropped a little bit more. The short, beautiful sky blue dress Rob helped me pick out when Parker took me to the prom three months ago... the wooden bow and arrow set I trained on and fell in love with... the picture Tomahawk took of Rob and I after I won an archery competition... my horrible drawing of Rusher's cow... audio clips of Bee and I imitating other Cube members... moments I never hoped to forget...

Within seconds I dropped to the floor in tears.

"Are you almost ready?" Rob hastily opened the door to my room, and saw me crying. He took short and swift steps inside and leaned down to my side. Rob wrapped his firm arms around my upper body and rubbed my back. He smirked and joked around with me, which usually helped when I wasn't feeling well. "Rachel, don't be so loud. You'll wake everyone up."

"Parker... and Straub and Bee..."

Rob smiled and hugged me tighter. "Everyone here will understand. I already told Graser. He'll let the others know as soon as they wake up..."

"It's not that..." I sniffled and wiped tears from my cheeks. "I just don't want to leave."

Rob chuckled. "Let me see that pretty smile." Just from his comment, the sides of my mouth lifted upward. Rob grinned to show his teeth and held me gently by the shoulder. I glanced over to see his shining face. Even though he was stressed out of his mind, at that moment, Rob was the perfect brother. "See, you and I... we'll be okay... I'll make sure you're okay. Now, come on. Let me help you finish packing."

He pulled me to my feet, and I wiped off excess dust from my knees. We spent the next ten minutes going through my stuff, choosing what I wanted to bring with me, and what I had to leave behind. Eventually, Rob and I cleared out everything in my room. It was time to depart from the only place I'd called home.

"Ready?" Rob asked. I hesitantly nodded. We carried our bags from our respective rooms and made our way to the entrance of the Cube house. While Rob walked towards the bundles of spruce trees bordering the large house, I took one last glance over my shoulder and spied through a small window as our former friends woke up for the day. From my view, I could see only living room, that was furnished with vibrant red velvet couches and chairs, a television set that played videos on a continuum, and small bright flowers in clay pots that gave light to the space. Then there was a wall-sized window past all of the other furniture, overlooking a stunning green hillside. I spent my evenings on that patch of mowed green grass that laid right outside the window, looking up towards the shining stars, Parker right by my side...

Sighing, I forced myself to push those memories away in order to leave the front lawn of the Cube house and meet up with my brother.

My first impression of the PMA base was not at all what I expected. From the view from outside, scrawny yet resourceful recruits scrambled all over the place, grabbing equipment from large crates in the middle of a dirt area. Tall wooden walls boxed off the camp from intruders, and so did the suspicious troublemaking boys that stood at the front gate.

"Names?" One of them asked Rob in a soft Aussie accent. The boy flipped his shaggy blonde hair from covering his clear blue eyes. One of his hands moved around the handle of a diamond sword that was slung into his large gray belt, which his other hand held tightly on. He also wore a red hoodie and black jeans.

"Rob and Rachel Hughes. Siblings of Mitch," Rob emotionlessly told the boys.

The other boy stared at me. His brown eyes and short, friendly appearance caught me off guard. He seemed too nice to be a guard for the PMA. His blue shirt had a red and blue diamond on it, which symbolized something, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Upon hearing our names, the boy with the diamond shirt faced Rob with a grin and acknowledged him by a single nod. "Glad to have you back, Mister Woofless," he told Rob in an British accent.

Although slightly distracted by the increasing humor, Rob remained straight-forward with the two boys. "Don't call me that, Vik."

The blonde chuckled, "Come on, Vik, lay off the professional stuff. We need to be gentlemen to the little lady and her brother." The tall boy leaned down and kissed my hand. I instantly pulled my hand away, shocked by what he was thinking. He lifted an eyebrow at my fast and unexpected reaction.

"Don't be darude, Lachlan," Vik mocked his friend.

Still having his eyes locked on me, Lachlan shook his head. He then turned to Vik. "You and your jokes!"

A booming voice called out, "Boys, boys, what are you two going on about?"

And there he was, the mightiest of them all. My brother Mitch stood in front of Rob and I, decorated in full enchanted diamond armor, and carrying a Lucky Sword at his side. His brown hair peeked out from underneath the helmet, and the sleeves of his red and black hoodie stuck out under the chest plate. Mitch's brown eyes displayed a sense of pride. However, as I glanced towards Rob, I could tell my brother saw right through them.

Mitch completely ignored Rob as he cried out my name and ran over to give me a hug. "Rachel!" I froze in my place, wondering how to react and scared of what might happen next. "I've missed you, sis! You're definitely welcomed here!" Mitch then shifted his eyes to Rob. He frowned before moving his index and middle finger back and forth, directing Vik and Lachlan to do something. It was almost as if he thought I wasn't looking. As Mitch regained his enthusiasm and lead me into the base, I noticed Rob and the duo heading off toward another direction; Rob struggling to pull his arms from Vik and Lachlan's grasp. Afraid of losing Rob, I glanced up at the brother I hadn't seen in three years, the mighty king dressed in diamond.

"Where are they taking Rob?" I peered over Mitch's shoulder to get a better view of the action. Mitch flinched as if I said something I should've have.

"Robert looked exhausted. He's just getting special treatment," Mitch explained. He took me by the hand and led me further into the dark, dense camp, "Meanwhile, you're joining me on a deluxe tour of the base! Of course with surprise visits from Jerome and Ashley... Rachel, did you know that..."

Mitch continued talking, but by that time I had completely zoned out. My attention was focused on the crowds of people chatting amongst themselves and practicing their weapons. Muscular bodies shot arrows from bows crafted from iron; people connected the tips enchanted iron swords with loud clashes; they ate small slices of vanilla cake. These recruits seemed almost... constrained and restricted. Some glanced from their tables and practice to watch Mitch and I. Breathing heavily from walking for so long, I looked back at them. I couldn't recognize one face. "I... I've never met any of these people..."

My brother paused. "Oh. You'll meet them soon, don't worry," he reassured me. We came across a short stone building, although constructed in a more elegant style than the other buildings. "Everyone is very excited that you've returned, Rachel. I am too. There is so much to do here that you won't be able to stop yourself!" He let out a hearty laugh while I chuckled just to keep him on my side. I wasn't sure what Mitch did with Rob, but knowing my brothers for 16 years, I recalled them constantly in a rivalry.

Something attacked Mitch from behind. The thin figure grabbed onto his shoulders and jumped onto his back. I leapt back to keep myself from falling. It eventually settled down upon seeing me, and placed its feet on the ground.

That's when I heard a female voice. "Mitch, who is this you have at your side? My replacement I suppose?" Apparently the thin figure was a girl. A very pretty one too.

Mitch replied for me, since I didn't know her. "Ashley, this is Rachel, my sister."

She had auburn hair shaped in a big "poof," and deep blue eyes. Her red shirt revealed her oval-shaped shoulders, which she wore with blue jean shorts with two large gold button sewed into her two pockets, and black converse were strapped onto her feet by clean white laces.

"It's great to finally meet you, Rach!" Ashley gave me a friendly hug. I froze yet again, remembering that Rob called me that nickname as well. Upon figuring out I hadn't hugged her back yet, Ashley placed her hands on her heart. "Poor thing. You're scared,, aren't you? I know... it was hard for me to make the move too... but I bet you that you'll get used to it. We're all willing to help with anything you need!"

I didn't care about staying with Mitch in the PMA. I didn't really care about what Ashley had to say. The only thing I wanted to do was to get away from it all. I bit my bottom lip, wondering if I should ask her about... "I have a question..." I said. Mitch stood up straighter, ideas of what I could ask swirling in his head.

"Yes?" Ashley questioned, a sweet smile appearing on her face.

I held my breath for a few seconds. "Where's my brother?"

Ashley chuckled, showing pearly white teeth, and pointed to Mitch with her index finger, "He's right there."

Shaking my head, I glanced toward the ground. "Not him. My other one. Mitch said..."

Mitch harshly stopped me mid-sentence. "We have to get back to the tour. Sorry, Ashley. Love you babe." I glanced to my left, where Mitch gave Ashley a kiss on the cheek but kept his eyes glued to me. He did not seem impressed with the stunt I attempted to pull.

"Oh well. I'll talk to you soon!" Ashley smiled and bounced off towards a large stage a crowd of recruits were beginning to circle around.

A bacca hybrid in full enchanted diamond armor stood dead center on the stage, holding a microphone to his mouth. His furry brown hair stuck out from every section of his body, besides his arms, which were covered by a fancy black suit. Several more people stood by his side in regular diamond armor, including a young man in polyester Batman suit, a lava creeper hybrid in a suit similar to the bacca's, as well as Vik and Lachlan. Wait a minute... I thought... If Vik and Lachlan were here with the other recruits, where's Rob? I couldn't pick him out from the people in the audience.

The bacca cleared his throat before speaking. "Recruits of the Power Moves Army!" he announced. The people hollered and clapped as the bacca continued, his voice powerful enough to hear from back where I stood. "Recruits! We are going into battle against the Sky Army!" The people cheered another time. "We must unite and fight for independence!" The crowd hysterically cheered louder this time. "Mitch and I have prepared you for this one moment! Do not let us down!"

"Kill the Sky Army!" A recruit, who was most likely drunk, shouted through the chaos.

"No!" The bacca declared. He shook his head, attempting to turn the soldiers against violence. "We will not do harm to our enemy! It only shows our weaknesses!"

My focus had been so attentive on the bacca, I didn't notice that Mitch had grabbed another microphone and walked up on stage beside the furry hybrid.

"We only harm when necessary!" Mitch declared in a tone much vigorous than Jerome's. The crowd went silent. A grin crept onto my brother's face. "My friends... the Sky Army will fall to us! They may have more in people and supplies... but the PMA has one thing they will never have..." Mitch lifted his index finger to indict the "one thing." He paused, giving a the recruits a reason to listen on, "A democracy!" Confused, the bacca snapped his head in Mitch's direction. Once again, Mitch paid no attention to what was right in front of him, his eyes only on the recruits in the audience. I never realized how great of a speaker he turned out to be. Mitch could control an entire population with the point of a finger. "The power of the people! For the people! With this democracy, Jerome and I will lead you all to victory! We shall bring down Sky and his followers before they take us down with them! Equality and justice for all of Power Moves!" After Mitch's speech, the crowd went wild and gave a roaring ovation. I quickly guessed Jerome was the bacca who now shied away from my brother as his co-leader increased the volume of their audience. I recalled Jerome acting confused when Mitch mentioned democracy. Were the leaders lying about equality and justice to all?

"Are you new here? You're not with the rest of the group." A voice from behind made me jump. Upon spinning around, I was met with a helpful pair of hazel eyes. He gasped and helped his hands up. "Oh... I'm sorry... I..."

"No, it's fine," I told the boy with the hazel eyes. "I'm new anyways."

"Uh... well... Nice to meet you. I'm Noah." Noah ran his hands, which were layered with jet black gloves, through his short black hair. Red over-ear headphones with green insides covered his ears. A black shirt with short sleeves showed underneath his teal short-sleeved shirt with purple shoulders, and his purple jeans made everything else pop. He smirked when I ran my eyes down his outfit. This soft noise made me fix my eyes back on his. "Can I have your name?"

"Uh... R-Rachel." I stuttered, almost forgetting my own name.

"That's a pretty name."

I faked a smile, wondering why this random boy would want to talk to me out of all people in the camp. "Thanks."

Noah took a step closer. He started examining the detail of my hazelnut eyes from a short distance, which made me uncomfortable. I looked away. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah." I took one step back, but he took one step forward to make up for it.

"Where are you from?"

"The Cube..."

He stopped me and asked another random question. "What do you like to do?"

"Uh... I guess... archery... and singing...?" I could barely manage to speak.

When I spotted Mitch leaving the stage and being surrounding by a small group of recruits, I thought of an excuse to withdraw myself from our awkward conversation. My attention returned to Noah. "I have to go. My brother is coming."

Noah lifted an eyebrow, confused. He then scanned the premises in front of him and behind his shoulder for any suitable contenders. "Who's your brother?"

"Uh... Mitch. Great meeting you, Noah. Bye!" I quickly ran off to meet up with the leaders, who now were being overwhelmed with determined and battle-prepped recruits. My hand flew straight to my forehead, thinking of an explanation for everything that occurred in the previous twenty minutes. Before I knew it, Mitch grasped onto my arm and pulled me towards him. I let out a short yelp and widened my eyes.

"What happened?" he questioned, seeming more demanding than caring.

My eyebrows tensed up and all my thoughts turned into one giant mess. I could tell I had started to shake. Not this again... Rachel... don't have another one of these... "I... I... Rob..."

As soon I calmed myself down, I tried to say something before the unfamiliar man in the Batman suit who was on stage earlier stepped forward. His brown eyes shined of confidence. "Rachel?!"

I turned my attention towards the young man, "Do... I know you?"

As if he expected the man to recognize me, Mitch grinned, and took my right hand in his. Mitch placed my hand into the man's left hand, who in turn grasped onto it as quickly as he could. The young man placed his other hand on my lower back and drew me closer to him. I was confused as Nether, wondering why these strangers were all of the sudden interested in me.

Mitch summed up the man's actions with one sentence. "Sis, this is Ryan, your fiancé."

Fiancé?! As in marriage?! This can't be happening to me. I've never met this guy before. I'm only sixteen years old! I stood motionlessly in one place for at least two minutes, unable to properly absorb what Mitch had just told me.

Wasn't that crazy?! Rachel is getting married to Ryan? What is Mitch's plan?! And where is Rob?!