A/N: I am so incredibly sorry about the long wait but it was hard for me to 1) find the time to write this chapter..ah the life of a college student and 2) be able to describe the scene accurately in written from as it was in my head..on one of the easiest things to do. Anyways I thought I'd let you guys in on something...no its not some big secret from the story but I think this will be the longest story i have ever written. I normally don't go much above twenty chapters and I just don't see this ending around that time..so yay!

Also I have something for you guys to do. In a few chapters Sophie is going to meet Spinelli and well I need a nickname for her actually I need two. The first one is before he knows that she is a Zacchara so I want something that not be related to them and also be slightly geeky because well Sophie is a bit geeky. The second one well I was planning on using Vixenista...I know not very original but I have a reason and well its because Sophie is slightly like a mini-Claudia but anyways I thought I would get your opinions. This nicknames has to something like the other Zacchara nicknames to keep it cohesive but it doesn't have to be like Vixenista. Now anyways on with the story with i hope you enjoy and please review because they make my day so much better. :D

Chapter 11

"On their birthdays most girls get to dress up in pretty dresses and have their friends over from school. They get to blow out birthday candles, eat cake, and open presents. That was never my not on my tenth birthday. On my tenth birthday Roberta brought me outside of the base, the building itself. To the side of the base that faced the forest. There's these double doors that I had never seem opened before opened, and the double doors like twenty four feet away from them opened too. She brought me in front of the doors facing the forest, gave me a nine mil, and told me to run.

"I didn't move, I didn't understand, but then I heard footsteps behind me, they were running. So, I ran and I ran fast towards the forest. One I reached the entrance of the forest I heard gunfire. TH e bullets hit the trees around me by some miracle I didn't get shot. I ducked through the trees running as fast as I could. I didn't know what to do I was shaking so hard I thought the gun I had would fall out of my hands. I just kept running blocking my backs with the trees but eventually I failed. I had run for what felt like hours and the sun was starting to set which mean I had. I remember getting hit in the leg and just falling to the ground on my stomach. I pain it was horrible it was like nothing I had ever felt. Granted it wasn't the worst pain I had ever felt but it was very strange different.

"I had ended up with the gun in my arms under my body which I had been lucky that in the shock of being shot and failing I didn't shoot myself. I don't know why he approached me instead of just killing me off I've always thought it was odd. It was a huge mistake one that he shouldn't have made but he did." I looked at John he was being far too quite a part of me wished he would speak I just wanted a reaction. "He squatted down and grabbed my arm as if to turn me over onto my back and I let him. Before he could do anything to me I shot him in the head." I looked at him again having looked away from him to continue my story. In his eyes I could see shock, confusion, angry so many emotions but his face, his face was emotionless.

"He fell on top of me and I, I couldn't move I was completely frozen. Truthfully it's said my reaction to what happened I should have reacted better. I pushed him off of me and got up off the ground I realized I was covered in blood, his blood. I freaked and ran, as far as I could, as fast as I could. I was never more scared in my life then I was then I had killed a man. How could I have killed a man and I felt nothing wrong like what I did was completely normal. Then this small part of me felt this guilt inside but it was immeasurable to the part of me that felt no guilt. Truthfully that's what scared me more than anything.

"I think the sun was rising by the time I could think I had run into the cement wall that surrounds the compound. I remember clawing at it to try to get over it, to get through it or something. I was crying so hard that the blood from the man that tried to kill me turned my tears red. I was scratching and clawing at the wall trying to get over it anyway possible. It was so tall truthfully there was no way in hell that I would have been able to get over it without some kind of help and there were no trees that I could have been able to climb up to get over the wall. Actually now that I think about it there were no trees around the wall it was unnatural. I guess it was to prevent anyone from trying to escaping. I was hysterical, crying, screaming, and clawing at the wall I didn't notice the people walking towards me until they were relatively close.

"I turned around with my gun aimed at Roberta…..Landry the woman who had sent me out into the forest to die. She, Marco and one of their guards had been looking for me for hours since they had found that man's body. I remember the guard threatened to kill me but Roberta wouldn't let him. Of course I threatened all of them and eventually I did shoot the gun……..I forgot to count the bullets. I didn't realize that I had used all of them to defend myself earlier. I had no choice but to follow them back to the base and be completely the good little soldier girl they wanted. I guess though I did have another choice, I could have chose to die, have them kill me but I fought so hard to live already I didn't just want to undo all that. Sometimes, sometimes I wish I had and maybe just maybe if I knew what they had planned for me in the future I would have." John was completely silent taking in everything I said but I could see the horror in his eyes. The horror of what happened to me, the horror that they had turned his little baby sister into a killer but what he didn't know was how bad it really got.

"Those 'exercises', that's what they called them, and god they had them so often it was crazy. Sometimes you had different weapons or you wouldn't get any or you weren't allowed to kill one another or I wouldn't be allowed to kill the ones trying to kill me. It was horrible the things they made us, me do. It got worse as I got older but it wasn't all bad."