Your ears ring as you lay on the cold dramp grass in the middle of a war zone. You shouldn't have been there. You were too young. Only a child. Makarov child to be exact. You thought it would be funny to sneak in his van when he left. How that backfired.

And yet here you were. Going through the after effect of a bomb that you had been too close to but not close enough to die.

However you thought these were you last moments as you laid your head down and closed your eyes. Your whole body tingling from being thrown back onto the ground with huge force.

Just then captain price came running to you, he quickly scooped you up into his arms and took you into a secluded area. "Hey kid!" He tried to wake you up "come on kid, you can do it."