Blood forged

Introduction

  Scarlett was trying to figure out why so many people wanted her dead, when she found out that her younger brother had abandoned her boyfriend to the whims of a power hungry cult.

  I'm sorry, was that too abrupt? Let's back up a little…

  I'd like you to meet Scarlett Johansson. She's sixteen as of last week, overly fond of guns, and has literally never left her home since the day she was born. She's a good friend of ours, (though she isn't aware of that fact,) and will be with us for the better part of our story. Scarlett, reader, reader, Scarlett. It's a pleasure, I'm sure.
  Now that you've made your acquaintances, you should get back to the story. And if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go back to my third person narration. This personal talk is a pain.
  And yes, I did say that she doesn't know about our friendship. (Don't think about it too much, okay?) Now stop interrupting! I have a story to tell…