On the winter I turned nine, I was able to become a master at the physical work outs. That year, I was taught to use all types of weapons. My sister already mastered them all. One night, a strange woman with silver hair and ice blue eyes came wearing a dark coat. She spoke with my father briefly and left. My sister told me that she was to be our queen, our leader, our master. It wasn't until this woman came that I noticed a change in my sister. She was a robot, never showing any emotion. She always looked guilty of something, though, I never knew what. Not until one night when I woke during sleep and found her sneaking in. she smelled like wet soil, sweat, and blood. She lay down on her bed and mumbled the number six to herself. Shortly after, the woman and my father entered. Father carried my sister May away, but the woman shot me a glance. She knew I was awake. After that night, my sister told me that if I became as skilled as she was, I'd be reunited with her once again, then she said goodbye. So from then on, I trained extra hard every day.