Here is the next chapter, hope you like it.
(Chapter 3: The Plan)
"Can I see your helmet," Kisra asked her brother her arms outstretched?
"Um, Um, why," Azuma asked?
"I just want to see how heavy it is," Kisra answered back, her voice trembling at the thought of what she was about to do. I can't do this¼I have to.
"Okay, I guess, but be careful, it is very heavy," Azuma gave the helmet over to his sister, he could see she was trembling really badly, she must be very worried for me, he thought.
Surprised at the heavy weight of the helmet she was holding, Kisra had second thoughts, but the she told herself to just do it, it was for her brother after all.
"Azuma, you know I love you, right." Kisra looked down in sorrow.
"Yes, of course I do, why would you ask something like that," confusion showing in his eyes Azuma jumped as Kisra swung the helmet at his head. What was Kisra trying to pull.
"Sis, stop that, it's not funny, you could have really hurt me," panting Azuma dropped to his knees, thinking that it was all over, that his sister had just been joking with him to lighten the mood. Oh, but it did anything but lighten the mood, what was she thinking, Thought Azuma.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Azuma," cried Kisra.
Looking up Azuma, saw his sister standing over him, the helmet raised up above his head. "What, are you doing," he screamed as the helmet hit home.
"I just did it for you, I wanted to save you, this was the only way I knew how," Kisra bent down to kiss you brother goodbye, relived that he was still breathing she stood up and took the knife that she had found a while ago and cut all her hair off. Now she really did look like her brother.
"I really do love you, that's why I willing to take your place," dragging her brother to a dark corner where nobody would see him, Kisra took a final look at Azuma the left to go meet up with the rest of the soldiers.
(Well, that's the end of this chapter hope you liked it)