touch tank || Tory Nichols

prologue

December 18, 2010

a/n: the bad grammer is intentional considering a 7/8 year old is speaking

i look up at my mom, confused "why are at airport?"

she kneels down to my hight sadly "your going to go to another country bella, dont worry they have nice food, music, anything you'll ever need" she rubs my hands assuringly

i frown "why do i got to another country, is robby going?"

she shakes her head "oh no sweetheart, robby isnt coming, but dont worry i have a friend who is willing to have you."

i furrow my eyebrows "what country mommy?"

she smiles reassuringly at me "south korea"

i stare confused, having no clue what that is.

she notices this and hugs me tight "i love you Bella, remember that and so does your daddy and robby."

i frown, close to tears "but why cant they come mommy?"

she sighs "you know what your daddy is like, Bella."

she then pushes me gently through a door "you have to board the plane, darling, i checked who your sat next to and its a kid your age and their mom, row 4 seat 15 okay?"

i nod, trying to be strong, like she is "bye mommy, will i be back soon?"

she smiles, at the time i didnt realise, sadly "by Christmas next year" she promises

i nod and board the plane, not knowing that she was lying and will come back 8 years later, to a karate war with my father on one side and his old enemy on the other.