Chapter 2

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10 years post-blackout

Blonde curls where bouncing up and down in the garden of Independence Hall also known as the Matheson-Monroe Militia headquarters, those blonde curls belonged to none other than Miles Matheson the Head of all the militia's daughter Charlie she was a vibrant young girl, Charlie was wearing a blue dress with a pink ribbon in her hair her mother, Nora made her wear the dress even though the 12 year old put up a fight she still ended up wearing it. Miles watched from his office window as Charlie picked azalea flowers that were blooming, Miles smiled and then returned to his desk to finish his paperwork so he would make it to the big dinner being held tonight where he would propose him and Bass' plans for the Repiblic.

"Charlie come on your parents will kill me if we are late for this dinner lets get a move on" Bass Monroe said to Charlie as she re-braided her dirty blonde lockes.

"Well your the one who's stupid son threw dirt in my hair uncle Bass" Charlie retorted referring to Connor who had gotten angry at Charlie and thrown two handfuls of dirt in Charlie's hair earlier.

"Char I'm sorry about Connor he should be leaving for training in few days" Bass said as he and Charlie made their way to the dining hall where the dinner from hell would take place.

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