You were a kid walking around in no man’s land. God knows why.

Until all hell broke lose and a fight broke out. You got caught in the cross fire. And as you thought you were done for after someone had grabbed you.

They suddenly stopped, their voice gruff but not unkind. “Elias, we found a kid.” The others of the team stopped, putting their gun down slightly. When the man named Elias stepped up. “A kid?” He kneeled down to your level.

“What the hell are you doing out here?” He put a gentle hand on your head