One Second Delay

Her

      A good soilder follows orders no questions asked. You follow orders like a drone, enough consciousness to comprehend but not enough to question. I didn't mind my orders, they were simple enough, kill The Killers, a group that invaded two years ago. I had no problem with my orders like I said, it was Her orders I couldn't stand...

      I'm Nara a 15 year old boy with black hair who lives outside Japan in a closed off community. My father had built it for people who didn't like the city living like him and my mother. We don't have anything modern, we live like people did in the feudal era.
      After The Killers invaded we were on high alert. The Killers are a group of four that no one has ever seen or at least know they saw them. They are worse than a pack of wolves, at least wolves travel togeather. The Killers travel alone but attack togeather, they are very skilled and they never leave a trace.
     When the Killers arrived I started having visions of Her. A young girl of maybe 14, she is so beautiful. Her hair is like the stars, white and glowing, but her eyes through me off, they are black and empty looking, like she has no emotion until she talks.

      "Please, Nara! I need you!" She always needs me but I never can come with Her. I am holding her, her face against my chest. Each one of her sobs shaking not only her body but mine as well. I can never talk to Her, I just listen, holding her.
      "Nara we came here to get you, I didn't know they would kill everybody! You need to come home with me and they will come with us," her sobs, each one breaks my heart.
      "Who are you?" This is the first words I can say to Her. She stops sobbing to look up at me. Her face is soaked with tears. Her eyes flicker with something I can't name but then they're back to sadness,"You have forgotten me!" Her cries are even louder.
      I knew her? In my dreams!
      "Do you speak of the Killers?" She must.
     "We are not all Killers!" She shouts pushing me away. "It is the others! They are giving us a bad name! You would know if your so called mother wouldn't lie to you! Nara," she says voice now soft,"I loved you, and you forgot me. I loved you and you sided against me. I loved you and you loved me. I still love you Nara, but you need to show me that you still love me, meet me at the tree of ravens." Tree of ravens? What a peculiar place to meet.
     "Wait!" She turned to face me with a new set of tears running down her face, "You never told me, what do you called yourself?" She almost laughed and gave a half smile.
    "I never had a name until you gave me one. I am Bo, of the Ravens."

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     I hope you people enjoy my story! I have fallen in love with the worlds I create with every word as I hope you will!