The Crimes of Being Yourself

Chapter 2: Tsubasa

It had all happened in an instant. I was being taken to the interrogation room to be questioned of things I didn't know the answer to. On the way there I saw her, at first glance I knew it was her. With her ash-brown hair and blue-grey eyes I knew it was her. Valerie, the girl I have been waiting to meet. I was about to say something to get her attention, but our eyes locked on each other and then she fell over. I tried to go over to her and see if she was alright but the guard with me just pushed me forward. Though I did get one glance back as we entered the interrogation room. That's when I saw all the bruises running down her arms and legs.

Before anything could process in my mind I was thrown into a chair and got hit in my side. I twist to look up at the man inside the room with. I knew him all to well, Officer Ota, my grandfather. I hate him with all my will, nothing could ever bring me to like him, let alone love him. He's a man of great influence and must always be on top, so he left Japan years ago. My grandfather had always hated Japan, he hated everything about it. So years before I was born he left and came here to Russia. He then joined the army and ended up here during this war. He doesn't care that I'm his grandson, I get severely hurt every time I don't have an answer for a question he asks. Actually I believe he enjoys that much more just because I am his grandson. I have always known he was a twisted man from the way my mother had talked about him, but I had never thought he was twisted enough to punish 14-year old teens for not knowing anything about the war. It's wrong but it's how the world I live in now works.

After I get sitting in a more comfortable position on the chair a strong fist hits me hard in the jaw. The guard the had walked me here has left and is now standing in front of the door, so that no one is to come in. I try to look up at my grandfather but instead get another fist to the face. "Don't you have to question me before you can throw punches I can't defend myself from," I say with a smirk. Anger flashes across the old man's face, I'm sorry I couldn't help and I get it from him.

"Shut up you little brat." I get a strong kick to the stomach and I start to bend down but am stopped by him grabbing my hair. He then pulls my face up so that I'm looking directly into his dark eyes. I know I look so much like him, and it haunts me every single day.

"Well at least I'm not an asshole," I say and spit in his face. This get's me a

punch to the face, but it was all worth it. My grandfather hates me almost as much as I hate, so our "talks" usually end up like this. I would spit vile words at him and the he'd punch me back harder every time. I don't understand why I still do such a thing, but I love seeing the anger that flashes across his old face, he deserves it anyway.

"I did the exact same thing to that girl you admire so much." He brings his face so close to my ear that I can feel him breathing down my neck. She cried so hard that I had to shut her up." His words bring terror to me, I know he can't damage her to munch, she's too valuable to lose. So his words are all lies, but I can't control my actions after he speaks.

"You wouldn't dare," even though it hurts like hell I get up and threw a punch at him. Because of the pain of being punched and kicked so many times I miss terribly and he gets my right in the stomach. I double over and clutch my stomach to stop the increasing pain. He then grabs my bruised arm and throws me into the chair I had been in earlier.

"Now just sit there and be a good boy," he says with a smirk I hate. A light turns on from the camera that sits in front of me. I try and look up at the camera and show that I still have strength left, but my stomach hurt so much and I can't lift my head even an inch. My grandfather start to speak Japanese into the camera but I don't bother to listen. I just sit there and stare at my dirty feet. I don't like being here, in fact I would have escaped years ago, if it wasn't for her. Valerie is the last hope of the world surviving this war, but she needs me. Without me she is just an ordinary girl that was in the wrong place at the wrong time. My grandfather and the scientist here don't know how to trigger her, but I do, and the world better be ready for when she goes off.