Katyusha

Chapter I

Hello everyone, before we get to the story, I'd like to say something real quick. First, I'd like to thank you for taking an interest in the book here and wanting to check it out. Secondly, I'm hoping to hear some feedback from everyone; there are two ways you can do this, which will significantly help, first by voting it's like thumbs up to me, and commenting your thoughts, opinions, or ideas. I love to read the comments on my posted work, makes me feel better and want to continue on :).

Also, so people won't get confused or ask, yes, Katyusha was the name they've given to their rocket trucks, however. Katyusha is Catherine in Russian, and if I remember correctly, Katya is Kat in a nickname similar to Kate.

Lastly, this book isn't perfect; all books aren't perfect (You may believe what you want :) ), so being an intermediate writer that's learning, there will be some sentence mistakes and grammar mistakes that I've missed in the final edit. By bringing that to my attention you'll be giving me a big hand, hope you stick around to read this through my good fellow, happy reading!:)

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June 22nd, 1941, Brest Russia

Katyusha Alexandrey was a young woman at twenty years of age, and she stood around five foot six inches tall. She always had the mindset of wanting to get her nails done nicely, yet she wanted to see or blow something up too. She never really fancied the thought of being a girly girl, she preferred being a tomboy more so that way she could play games with the boys as she grew up.

However, she had to stay ladylike around her Grandmother, or she'd be in a fit and chewing her ear off about how a proper young lady should act. Her Grandpa always took Kat's side only to get scowled by his wife too, wanting her to be herself, and since she was the only child, Grandpa was secretly happy that she's not afraid to get dirty.

Being sent out to pick up some needed items at the general store, Kat sighs a little, looking around at the bustling streets of Brest. Early in the morning with the warm breeze blowing in, she smiles a little but frowns, hearing thunder in the distance, and she looks up.

"It doesn't look like it wants to rain.." Someone comments as she looks over at the older lady curiously, but there's a horrible screech followed by an explosion that rocks the earth. Panic erupts, and people begin to run as the opening bombardment is occurring, the skies start to fill with loud thundering engines as the German dive bombers, and fighters are beginning to make their bombing and strafing run on the town and the running civilians.

The screams of people are thundering and Katyusha's in flight or fight mode, gasping in some air as she runs as fast as her legs can take her with her only thought on reaching home. With the shells raining down, she weaves out and about finally reaching the yard and home where she can hear her Grandmother calling out for help.

When she spots Kat running up, her voice is gripped with panic as she yells out, "Katya!!! Yuri's trapped under the rubble, part of the roof caved in!" Grandma Alisa yells as she's trying her best to move the dense rubble burying her unresponsive husband, with tears starting to run down her face Katyusha quickly runs over to give her a hand but to no avail.

There's another sound of a terrible shriek, and knowing what it is, she looks up and quickly yells out, "Grandma, get down! Hurry!" She yells over the terrifying sound of a bomb descending from high up, but both of them aren't fast enough.

The massive shock wave from the 500-pound bomb explodes, shattering the windows and taking out a part of the house and sweeping both women off their feet to hit the ground hard.

With her ears ringing, slowly and painfully, she stands up and winces, removing a larger piece of broken glass from her finger and quickly she calls out for her Grandmother while going to the cabinets and quickly finding something to bandage and stop her finger from bleeding.