Voices in my head. They keep me alive but also kill me quietly. I look like a normal teenage girl but I'm far from it. My Father is in an asylum just as I will be one day. Speaking in perfect harmony the voices lure me to do things I never in my dreams would want to do. My name is Desi and this is my story.

Riza Evens is just your average everyday woman , with a slight twist. Not only was she raised and trained by her veteran father , she also happens to be a long range bad ass. After becoming of age for enlistment, she joins the most elite group of snipers and begins her journey. Upon their first deployment something goes tragically wrong leaving Riza alone and stranded in a snow covered hell where she comes to find a special friend with a tragic past...

"So," He said. "Are you always this mysterious?" His eyes full of curiosity under a dark mask. "That depends." I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at him, "Are you always this nosy?" He blew out a little bit of air through his nose and smiled, "Touché." "And I'm not mysterious." I added. He tapped on my own mask, "Who are you then?" I swatted away his hand. "And if you're not mysterious," he continued, "then what are you?" I rolled my eyes, "I'm a runaway princess from the land of far away." I put a finger to my lips, "But shh, it's a secret." He chuckled lightly. "You didn't answer my question. I kept my mouth shut and didn't say anything. He honestly can't be serious. There's no way that I going to tell him something like that. Like dude, seriously? "You know," he said casually, interrupting my thoughts, "Secrets don't make friends."