Alice

Two groups have fought for decades. The Rebellion and The Empire. Both run very differently, but are at par in strength. The Rebellion gives each one of their members a number which is imprinted on their skin for the rest of their lives. They depend on cruel tactics to get what they want.
The Empire treasures all things with meaning, holding on to every piece of symbolism they can. They are more civilised with their citizens. Even so, they have a powerful army.

029 is a smiper from The Rebellion. Fraus depends on logic and reasoning, he's from The Empire.
The two meet when Fraus is sentenced to death by The Rebellion for invading a Rebellion ship.
029 saves him.
Then their story began.

"Why are you helping me?"

Asked Fraus. The girl shrugged, and was about to send him off when he gripped her wrist.

"What's your name?"

His grip tightened. She sighed, opening her mouth to answer the question.

"02-"

She was cut off.

"The one that your parents gave you. If I wanted to know your number I would've just looked at your arm."

Her blonde curls reached the front of her face as she pulled his hand off her wrist.

"Alice."