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Chapter 2: The Headquarters

~ 6 years later ~

"A.K.S. please come to the main office. I repeat A.K.S. please come to the main office." Great, what did I do now?

I take my time walking down the hall as I let my mind drift off to dark thoughts.

"Mama!" The four year old me yelled towards my mum with a innocent smile, my sparkling glasz eyes looking around the playground in excitement.
I grasped my mums fingers in my chubby hand trying to drag her to the swings with me, " Come on mama! Push me! Push me!" I yelled as I try to get in the swing-

" A.K.S. focus," a sharp voice pulled me out of the depths of my own personal hell. As my blurriness faded away, I saw the Commander standing in front of me with a hardened expression on his face but a tinge of worry in his eyes.

Even though he was the boss around here, he was a father figure to me, he raised me as if I were his own.

When he found me I was sitting on a tree branch about 15 ft. up in the air and with nothing tying me down, I was sent tumbling in the man's arms.

Still asleep, not knowing that my life changed completely.

Focusing on the task at hand I raise my cold eyes to meet the deep hard steel orbs. I then nod my head quickly to show that I'm listening. Grabbing a manila folder from his mahogany desk, still looking into his eyes, stood up from the chair and walked out, breaking the connection.

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After the incident at age nine, my mindset completely changed. I was no longer the innocent little girl anymore.

I've seen life and death battling right in front of my eyes. Me being apart of most of those battles. I now knew the world as a mass of cold blooded killers lurking in every shadow instead of a bright hopeful land with good people.

I started having vivid, and horrific nightmares at night and random flashbacks during the day. A year later I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder at the age of 10.

I was soon out in a foster home since my relatives didn't know or want me. About 2 weeks later I ran away from the family that I was staying with. I ran out into the woods until I came to a shack like structure.

And that was where I met my partner in crime, my best friend, and my 'sister'.
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Hey my little Kira's! Sorry this chapter is so short it was supposed to be 600 words but sadly I only got 436...this sucks...and I would also like to apologize for how long it took me to post this chapter...gomenesai...
Any ways...Chao!

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