“If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles!” Sun Tzu said that”

Your father stood up straight and tall, he began to walk again.

“If you want to be great and strong, you must start working towards it, maggot!!” He poked a finger towards your chest. Unable to bring himself to be harsh tho.

“You are not just my sweet child. You are a fighter! A warrior! Do you understand??!”

You couldn’t help but ignore his rantings, wishing you were playing with scout instead. He had promised to play baseball with you.

But instead of going outside where scout was to play, your dad was taking you outside to run

“C’mon maggot! Run till I tell you to stop! Stopping is for losers! And the weak!”

He pushed you, watching as you stood there defiantly, longingly glancing at scout who was playing baseball with sniper, criticizing him. “Youse sucks at this! I could beat youse in ma sleep!” Scout giggled

It ached you to see him have so much fun while you were stuck exercising with a dad who never knew how to take a joke or have fun.

But as soldier shoved you to run, smacking you back with a firm hand, you ran, until you felt a pair of strong and familiar arms wrap around you, picking you up.

It was your mom, Zhanna. Who was probably just as crazy as he is. “Husband! you’re working kid too much. Running is not good exercise!” She walked back over to him with you dangling in her arms. “Kid needs to do something stronger like fight bear!” She put you down. Ruffling your hair roughly.

Beginning to discuss and talk to your father. Their attention was now on each other.