Trrr... Trrr... came the 2 short bursts from the silenced 556 caliber I was holding, hitting the commander with the confused look square in the chest.

Marcus. Marcus. MARCUS!

"Comeone, let me sleep..."

"No, wake up." Said my mother as she walked through my small room heading for the window and opened the curtains.

Blinding light pierced through the window, making me wake up wether I wanted to or not. "It's a fine day today, go outside and play Marcus".

"5 more minutes mom." "No,I will have none of that laziness go outside now." As my mother said that, she grabbed my bedsheet while I had part of the sheet clamped in my hands and pulled hard, making me fall down on the floor.

As I grunted my mother said in a cheerfull tone "Now, go wash yourself and then have breakfast, make sure you brush your teeth after."

"Alright." After I washed my myself, I went to the kitchen as I took a seat my father peeked up from his newspaper, seeing me wincing he went back to his newspaper and said. "Good morning, son." "Good morning, dad." My father was tall man around 1.85 cm in height had black hair blue eyes and a rough beard, my mother however was quite slim and smal being around 1.63cm in height with black hair and blue eyes.

I grabbed a slice of bread and some cheese and a slice of chicken of the table and made my self a sandwich. As I was eating my father asked "Any idea what you are gonna do today?" "I don't know, I guess I'll hang around with Ghadir."

"Alright, just make sure to come home before 5:00 pm."

"I will dad" I said as I kissed mom on the cheeck and went outside to Ghadir's place.

Ghadir was standing outside waiting for me. After playing with Ghadir for some time I left to go home since it was close to 5:00 pm. As I was coming closer to the village I heard shouts and gunfire, hurrying as fast as I could I arrived

at our home and saw the scene in it's entirity. An entire group of men armed with rifles were shouting and shooting at people all around me. They were grabbing the children and throwing them into the vans, not wanting to believe that what I saw was real I ran as fast as I could to my home not caring about the armed men in the village surely in spite of what was hapenning thinking, praying that my parents were alright.

Once I came closer to our home and saw that the front door was open, scared I ran inside shouting "MOM?" "DAD?" I stopped once I saw the scene before me, it was truly something so gutwrenching I could only stare at it and the smell was so vomit inducing that I could not help my self and puked.

What I saw before me was my mother lying on the floor, clothes torn off, beaten and bruised with a bullet hole in the front of her head and bits of pieces of brain were strewn around the floor, as I came closer to her body I saw my father's body slumped down in a pool of blood.

My mind was completely blank. "W-who... would... w-why.. WHY!?" As I screamed I felt a hard object hitting me on the back of the head. As I fell down all I could think was mom and dad as darkness took me.

Trrr... Trrr... came another 2 short bursts from the 556 caliber I was holding hitting this time the two men grabbing for their guns, one was shot in the chest and the other one in the gut looking at me with fear and confusion then gasped as what remaining life left him.

Quickly I made my way through the hallway closing in on my objective, my mission, my purpose, my only reason for exsisting.

Ha...

As I regained conciousness I woke up to the sound of weeping children screaming for their mother's and father's, I couldn't see a thing in the dark musty room I was holed in with the other children. As I tried to bend my head to the left I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head grunting in pain I tried to hold back my tears, thinking of mom and dad how they died, seeing mom's body and the pieces of her brain, I felt a strong urge to throw up whatever was left in me, but I held it in.

As I was sitting there sitting on the cold hard ground my eyes grew accustomed to the dark and I was able to make out that most of the children were at the age of 11 or 12 and some were even 15 I tried to look around for Ghadir but it seems he wasn't there meaning he was probally dead or maybe he survived I hoped.

Suddenly the door opened as light shone in the dark room, all the children stopped sobbing fearing for what might happen, a tall man of about 1.95 cm I estimate with black hair,black eyes, a big beard and wearing a long sleeved one piece dress witha black band surrounding the top of his head stepped inside the room. As he did so the children started sobbing and crying again.

The man watched around the room as his head shifted from the left to the right as if sizing up what they had captured. As he walked through the now barely lighted room he started talking. "SILENCE!" The children stopped crying once they heard the man shout silence. "Today you have been chosen, you should consider yourself lucky for being chosen to be in god's army, to drive away the evil that has invaded our land."

Everyone was watching the tall man with open eyes filled with fear,hatred, confusion and sorrow. As I was filled with a sudden rage for the loss of my parents I wanted to run up to the man and grab his gun then shoot his brains out, one of the bigger kids stood up and ran to the tall man throwing a punch with his entire weight behind him, the tall man easily sidestepped the punch and grabbed the big kid's arm twisting it and pushing the kid to the ground, in the meanwhile grabbing his gun and saying "I have no use for mongrels that will not obey." and shot the kid in the head.

Blood and brains splattered over some of the children and they started crying and screaming.The man looked around him again this time the children that were crying and screaming stopped for knowing what would happen next to them.

"My name is Al_Soranhis Elkul the one that leads this army" As the man continued he said "The trash you called families as of now do not exist anymore, we are your family now and as in a family you must obey to your parents or end up like this disobedient child here. You will start to train in the art of warfare and learn the Koran for we are your family and you must do what we say. Now sleep for you will have tough days ahead of you."

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Once the man left the room the men outside of the door closed it. After some time of crying silently to myself I finally went to sleep ignorant of what was to come of me in the days ahead.

Trrr... I shot the man that was running at me in the legs, that made him fall down then I shot him in the head, blood splattered over me but I did not care for I was used to gore and death like it was bread, as I hurried up the steps getting closer to the office of my objective I saw a glimps in the right corner of my eye down the hallway, unconciously without even thinking I aimed my rifle at the man and shot him but not before he was able to loosen a few rounds, one that hit me in the left leg.

As the bullet hit me I whimpered, but I still kept going ahead for it was close, too close, I would have my revenge even if I had to die for it.

Ha...

The training was absolutely brutal, we would wake up at 4:30 in the morning and pray to allah, at 04:50 till 06:00 we would receive lessons in the Koran I did not believe in god but I had to show them I believed or else I would die, if you did not learn earnestly you would be whipped and beaten then dragged to a small chamber where you would be left to rot for 3 days and not receive food.

06:00 to 09:00 we would be receive physical training ranging from how to fight with a knife to unarmed combat if one did not do well they would be beaten with a stick, of course being completely blue and bruised at the end of the lesson. 09:00 to 09:30 we had breakfast wat was the only thing and if you did not have decent table manners you would again be beaten the shit out of you.

At 10:00 to 12:30 we had military training, learning tactics and how to wield guns and shoot them, we used for practice ranges actual human bodies that were already killed some time ago, as to train us to get the feel when shooting a person. 12:30 to 13:00 would be time for lunch.

13:00 to 15:00 we would be receiving lessons in the koran. 15:00 to 19:00 was time for military training again. 19:00 to 21:00 we had some free time but there was not much to do except talk with the other children or sleep since you couldn't leave your room.

21:00 to 21:30 would be dinner, after that was time to sleep. Day after day of brutal training and studying, getting brain washed to make us believe that this was our family, some of the children were actually believing and agreeing with the assholes that had killed our families.

But I would not, I would remember day in day out that these bastards had killed my parents and I would take revenge no matter how long it took, this was the only thing that kept me driving forth in this god forsaken place.

As I kept limping through the hallway, having finally reached the office of the leader behind this whole operation I would finally have my vengeance. After reloading my 556 caliber I opened the door seeing two armed men talking with Elkul in that moment they turned around, I shot the left man in the stomach then pointed my 556 caliber to the man on the right and shot him in the chest but in the ensuing exchange he shot me right in my gut.

I felt the bullets penetrate my stomach as I cried in pain, every inch of my body wanted to go down but I kept myself against the wall. As I pointed my 556 caliber at Elkul he was shocked and there was a glint of fear in his eyes "Marcus why... would you shoot your brothers, your family?"

Over the course of years I had in the "family" I was tought how to kill in all kinds of ways, how to torture and how to resist torture, how to set mines and defuse them, how to speak different languages and most importantly I was over the course of years turned into a monster, able to kill in a hardbeat without blinking wether it be soldiers, children, women, old people it did not matter, if I was commanded to kill I would the only thing that kept me from going insane and shooting my head off was the thought of revenge, even if I had to drench myself in blood and gore I would kill him and end all of this.

A lot of children had died over the years proving to be weak or had no luck or were to nice to be able to adapt to this harsh life style but I preservered. After finally turning 18 I was given a 556 caliber as a present and was allowed to keep it with me at all times since I had proven to be a most valuable and trusted soldier after I had killed so many enemies over the course of years. The commander around 1.90cm in height with black hair, green eyes and a full beard, told me to test the 556 caliber out by handing me some ammo in the form of magizenes as I loaded the 556 caliber I attached the silencer I had kept in preparation for this day.

The commander gave me a confused look wondering why I had a silencer in my pocket. Well he would find out soon.

"I spit out blood as I screamed "WHAT FAMILY? YOU KILLED MY FAMILY AND TURNED ME INTO A MONSTER." Elkul looked at me with eyes full of fear "Marcus, don't be rash whatever this is we can solve it, ju..." TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.. as I completely emptied my magizine into Elkul's body he slumped down onto the ground. I finally let my rifle drop and slid to the ground onto a pool of my own blood that was dripping out of my stomach and leg.

Finally I had achieved all that drove me forward the goal that drove me with every fiber of my being left me as I quickly was losing conciousness nearing death I started laughing softly but then loudly with blood spitting out with every laugh "hahah hahahaaha HAHAHAHAHAHAHA" after I stopped laughing I heard footsteps and men screaming but I couldn't make out what they were saying for I was losing conciousness. "Mom, dad I'm finally coming home... It hurts...It hurts so bad *sob* *sob* I'm afraid *sob* *sob*." Then as darkness took me in it's clutches I let go.

In the complete darkness I was in it was warm, so warm so good that I could sleep for all eternity.

But as I woke and opened my eyes the first thing I saw was a face of a man I did not recognize that was holding me gently in his arms like a baby.