The Rebels decided to have a day to show kids how they operate in their way. They wanted to show the weapons on display and teach them one on one combat.
You heard about this and decided to take your daughters there and see if they want learn combat. Which they did wanted to know.
You came. The first thing that your two daughters wanted to do was close combat.
You went to that section and there was only boys and fathers there. You guys were going to walk in until one boy came up to them and said to them, "We don't need any weak people here. Why won't you go play with ponies or whatever you girls do."
The kid laughed in their face but your girls wasn't crying. One held the boy down and the other girl was punching him in his stomach. I ran to stop them.
"Girls. Girls! Stop beating him up. Let him go!" They let him go. Then someone grabbed my arm then turned me around.
"What kind of parent are you? Raising children like this." The man said to me like I was doing something wrong.
"I should be asking you that. Your boy sure has a way of respecting girls."
"Shut up. My son is perfect for combat."
"I'm sure he would like to prove it. We can take three more people." A soldier said to us. My girls went and his son went.
Everyone was watching and cheering on everyone that was on the stage.
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Your daughters won and it was getting late. Since they passed all the techniques, you treated them to some ice cream.You went to an ice cream store and stayed there for awhile. We were having fun until waiter had to ask you something.
"Miss, there is someone outside who wanted to talk to you. I'll watch the girls for you because it might take a while."
"OK. Thanks."
You walked outside and saw two soldiers of the rebels.
"We won't take much of your time then we already have. Please take this." They gave me a letter and told me not to open it till tomorrow. I looked at it and it had a name on it.
Lars Alexanderson
'Why is it that I know this name before?'
The next day I got up and went to wake up the girls so they can get ready for school. They brushed their teeth, washed their faces, and walked to school.
I sat down and watched 'Criminal Minds' on my tablet. I don't have work today because my boss gave me a week off.
I thought about that letter that those two men gave to me yesterday. I feel like I remember that name before. Just as I was thinking of opening it, someone was knocking on the door. I walked to the door and looked through the peep hole.
I see two men standing side by side like they're in salute. I don't know if I should open the door. I was going to walk away and pretend that I never heard it until another person walked up to the the door. His hair was spiked up in a swirl. It looks really hot, and so does he.
"Is she here?" "No one answered the door. I'll knock again."
I opened the door. "No need to. I was doing something. Can I help you?"
"Miss. (L/N)? Our leader needed to talk to you, please?"
I grabbed my things and followed them to a van. The two soldiers sat in the front seats while me and their leader sat in the back. When he looked my way, I looked another way.
"Do you have any idea who I am?"
"Not really. Should I?"
"Did you have a brother that joined the king of the iron fist tournament?"
"Yes. Sadly he was killed before he started."
"I knew your brother. He told me that he wanted to join because that was his way of meeting me. He wanted to join the rebels and thought that the tournament would be the best to show what he can do."
"He never told me this."
"It was supposed to be a surprise."
"...then why are you talking to me?"
"Whoever killed your brother is probably after you as well."
To be continued
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