I spent six months pulling myself together when I was not helping some of the other refugees with the kids.
A lot of them had been made orphans, including the little cream and grey wolf, and many of them had been hurt or mentally scared because of it.
I made the mistake of mentioning that I had a sister who went through the same thing to the one in charge of the orphans and they threw me to some of the refugees that were trying to comfort the orphan kids, with the orders to help them out, which was a bad idea.
I objected to some of their methods and they objected to mine, we butted heads over everything and a few of them reopened a few mental scars of my own.
It got to the point where we had to be transferred to different bases to cool down.
It was the distance that made me realize that I was acting like a kid myself and that I had been selfish, all of us wanted to help the kids but we made things worse for them, because we couldn't agree with each other.
War can bring out the best and the worst in everyone, it's what you decide to do with what it reveals that shows who you really are.
We soon were transferred back to our original base, where we started over again and we worked together to help the kids.
One of the counsellors was a refugee from another city, they had lost their arm during their tour of duty in the base that they had been sent to, because they refused to retreat when a fellow member of the resistance was in danger.
It made me think about what had happened in the City, when it attacked the group of fighters there. I had lost my powers while this person had lost an arm but they still wanted to go back out their and fight and what was I doing?
Hiding behind a brunch of kids.
I stared at myself in the mirror before I punched it, destroying it and my reflection. I was being a coward because if a powerless civilian can gather up the courage to go out there and try to made a difference then a civilian who has lost their powers can do it too!
I will not run away again because this is my world too, isn't it? And that means that I have to fight for it, even if it kills me, because there are some things that are worth the pain that you go through for them.
"Mō nigenaidarou..." I muttered. "Kore wa watashi no sekaidesu... Watashinoie... Soshite watashi wa tatakai nashi ni sore o akiramenaidarou!"
Kai is bilingual so there will be times when she speaks in another language, any translations can be found here and if they are wrong, please forgive me, I used an online translator to translate English into Japanese.
"Mō nigenaidarou..." (I won't run away anymore...) "Kore wa watashi no sekaidesu... Watashinoie... Soshite watashi wa tatakai nashi ni sore o akiramenaidarou!" (This is my world... my home... And I won't give it up without a fight!)