Blood And Water Ch1

We were only four when the world went to hell. I can still remember it all, the fire erupting from nothingness, the sky alight with it as it turned to dark suffocating smoke. I remember the screams and the gun shots, as my family ran.
My farther carried my brother; Ash, while my mother carried me. We were twins you see, both still too young to be able to run fast enough. I remember my farther turned down into the new underground tunnels they had designed a few years back, my father was an architect, he designed these tunnels, knew them backwards so it was no surprise when he suddenly turned, a turn so sharp no one knew it was there.
I remember him telling us it would be alright as he pushed the metal panelling that covered the walls aside revealing a small thin passage way. He placed Ash on the ground and told him to hug the wall and to start climbing down the small hole at the end of the corridor. I cried and held my mother close but she looked me in the eyes and said “Everything’s all right sweetie, everything’s going to be okay.” And I believed her. I let go as she placed me in my father’s strong hands just before they grabbed her.
My father screamed out her name placing me on the floor. The soldiers came for him dragging him out the way desperate to reach me.
The last thing my farther said to me was to run, to run and never look back. So I did. I ran for as long as I could my brother by my side, we fought and killed and we survived the Great War. But it never really ended, the enemy simply changed, now rebels fight the government, now known as the Alliance, two sides wanting something very different. One to control, to enslave, to take away all choice. The other wanting freedom, to give a person the right to decide.
And this enemy was worse. No longer could Ash and me run. We had to fight. But they got to him. And now I refuse to run. I will fight, for my mother and for my farther, I will fight. Even when winning means I lose everything.
My name is Juliet Byrin.
I am the only one left of my family.
I am the leader of the rebellion.