They came, all in the same tight black suits, marching into the small elementary school in Rockford Minnesota. They took ten of us, leaving everybody else to have there memories wiped. They said we would be taken to Alaska, where there would be others like us. We were all five at the time. This happened ten years ago. The commanders dictate us, forcing us to train and fight each other each and every day. Every day we grow stronger and fiercer. Why? None of us know. In fact the only thing we do know is all of this has been in preparation of one thing. Division Day.