In a world of war

Devils Project

Twelve years have passed and I'm now thirteen. Although, my real age is thirty.

I have spent my entire life under Commander Henry. Yes, he was promoted to the role of commander but not without a cost. We had lost our previous commander which was a heartbreaker to us but the moment Henry was appointed as commander, the army started to excel because his comrades adored him.

This only made things harder for me because Henry trained me more and more, through vigorous training that could break ones mind. And this all happened when I turned six.

Henry put me through the education of a noble and taught me proper etiquette but of course I didnt need it since I was previously a royal.

When I had turned seven, all of the children that were taken in by soldiers met up again. They all had happy expressions when we met up but it slowly started to fade over the years.

Every single one of us developed in ways of battle but our progress was too rapid  so they had done research on our previous Kingdom and found out something but kept it in complete disclosure.

It was a problem to find out that the information they had gotten would affect our lives to a traumatic extent.

Instead of living in our rooms and eating with our masters, we were kept in cells and received torturing if we asked a question. The one time I received my beating, I knew then, never to ask again but I didnt know about the children.

I had later received news from Henry, telling me that two of the children had been lost due to their non stop questioning.

I had asked him if it was a threat and I received a compliment for being smart.

That was when the beauty I saw in him had completely vanished. He was a monster inside out.

I had adored that man my whole life but as the eldest amongst us, I could not let the children that were lost to these monsters go unavenged.

The audacity he had to tell me the lives had been lost but not the names of those lives shocked me.

I could not wait until the day when our masters would bring us forth and we would compete to join the imperial army.

That was the day that I would...

Kill Henry!

For now, I have one role and that is to pretend to be a puppet.

A betrayal hurts more the more you trust and that is exactly how I want Henry to meet his end.

The time is five forty eight but he still hasn't come to open the cellar for training.

Is he just mentally weak? Training starts by five.

He shouldnt be taking so much time.

And I can't just break out of the cellar cause that would mean losing his trust.

I need to train harder because I still can't summon my wolf. I mean, it's not that big of a deal because the other children can't either but it would be a liability if I couldn't.

I wonder why we can utilize all the abilities of a wolf but we can't transform.

Snapping me out of my thoughts, I hear footsteps approaching, I am in joy because those are the sound of Henry's footsteps, a sound that I won't hear in four years time.

His footsteps pass the cellar and then stop.

"Yes, the Devils Project is almost complete, sir!" I hear Master Eric say.

He is the master of Melanie, our youngest.

"So you found the replacements for Melanie and Serenity and you are sure they can match their pace after just four years of training." Henry says.