You were a slave in the deep South of Texas. And because you were young you were often used for trade. Now you were traded to the confederate army. What the army needed a slave girl for you could only imagine. But when you got there you were treated like a maid, which you were glad for knowing that it could be way worse.

You often watched the soldiers train as you cleaned. Learning how they fought. But one of the soldiers caught you watching. "Oh looky here boys. Looks like we got an audience." One of the soldiers said. The group of men circle you and you backed up. That's when one of them roughly pulled your hair. "What thinking if you watch us fight, you can get your way out girl. We'd shoot you before you'd even get the chance." The soldier said pulling at your hair. "Enough!" A voice said, deep and commanding. You looked up to see a tall man, a soldier with honey blonde hair.