"Daughter? DAUGHTER?" His pace quickened and his forehead formed thick stress veins. He glared at mother, his eyes were like poison of a sort. I pushed my watch up my wrist, the previous position left a blood circulation mark. I grunted under my airy sigh and removed my fingers from the edges of the door. I skipped down the hallway and up the steep oak stairs.
"Pff, I can be better than some damn son" I mimicked, throwing my hands into the air and pulling a pathetic wrinkled face.
Right so... I'm Scar - No not that type of 'Scar' I mean the nickname. So um, technically I was a mistake but a preferred one. I guess my story starts with sexist insults being fired at my face from my dads cave-for-a-mouth. I mean, I'd gladly be a male but I just hate my father for calling me a mistake and a punishment to him.
He never wanted a child but he wanted a male, to run the army training and field commanding as the new General Holmes.
I want to prove to him I can do that.
I want to prove to him that any gender can be a first-class fighter slash ass-kicking machine.
I guess he doesnt believe that.
So thats basically it. My whole life story explained by only a few sentences.
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Fanfiction[NO LONGER UPDATING] Maybe Scarlett has more coming, Yeah well more hate and hurtful comments from her father about her being a weak female, but you know what? Her life isn't like others. Other life stories are the old same thing, Parents die - the...
