War..the cruel word that everyone fear yet they cause it.

Looking for your parents, crying in pain and fear,unable to feel your parents under your hand as you wander on a messy street,lost and scared. Your parents left you behind when the war started,and now you were left alone, starving in hunger and enduring the pain you got during this war, leading you be blind.. You are no older than 10.

Hands in the air, looking for any support you can get, finally you feel something hard under your palm, raising up and fall down with every heavy breath.

"A kid? Where are your parents?" A rough,raspy voice was heard in front of you. Grabbing your jaw, forcing you to look up,he froze in place when he see your eyes being grey fading into white,blood under your eyes due the tears you let to fall down your face. A blind kid in the middle in a war, wandering around an abandoned and ruined city.

"Come on..it's not a playground there.."Ghost muttered, letting go of your jaw and take your hand gently,his gloved hand dirty but he can't care less right now,he needs to get you somewhere safe to treat your wounds and make sure you would be safe.