Your country had been plagued by war ever since you knew it. And it finally wrecked through your city. For weeks, all you saw and heard where screams, explosions and fire. Soon, your city was part of No Man's land.

You were alone, scrambling in look for help. Eventually, you saw a soldier in the distance and approached.

Another soldier ran to the former and they started fighting. You barely had time to hide behind a box before it got ugly.

...

Keegan was used to this.

You see an enemy, you approach the enemy, you kill the enemy.

What he wasn't used to, was to find out a child watching this kind of brutality. You, hidden behind a box, trembling after watching a murder.

"Oh my- kid- are you alright?"

Keegan threw the box away, kneeling in front of you to look less intimidating.