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Chapter 10

I held my sign up high. On it read: SAVE THE RAINFOREST! in many bright colors. Yes, I have to admit, I loved my planet Earth. We need to save the rainforest. This issue has been going on for, like, ever. So, you better save the rainforest, too.

Janet didn’t approve of me always marching around, holding up signs that read stuff like: “Save the Rainforest!”, or “We have an Earth Day, so let’s use it!”, or “Litters Bugs should go to jail!” Janet said I should use my time to train for the war instead of protesting.

“Wars cause destruction and damage!” I once argued. I never wanted to fight in the war. Janet made me. She said that I would make a good soldier.

Janet is not my mother, aunt, grandmother, nor sister. She adopted me. She was like a mother, but she could never ever be my mother.

My mother died by being shot by M.M. (Moon Military) soldiers. My father, too. I saw everything. I hid the whole time. I wish I could have done something. I saw my father fall into the lake, as my mother also did. It was a reason that I didn’t want to be a soldier. I didn’t want the soldiers’ families to suffer, as I had and am.

I made a friend. His name is Jason. I have allies, but I wouldn’t really call them friends. Jason is my ally as he is my friend. Jason is studying karate for the war. Cory: computers, Matt: explosives, Mark: sword fighting, but I don’t know what I was studying.

“What do you want to study, Vi?” Janet asked me, the day after we had gone to see what the others were studying.

“I want to study everything,” I remember saying.

“No, that’s too much.”

“Then I will learn what Apollo can do. Shooting arrows.”

“Very well.”

I mastered that very quickly. I learned how to make arrows and bows out of objects very quickly. I learned how to poison arrows, and how to set explosives in them. I had mastered the art of archery, so I spent most of my time, instead of training, protesting and saving the earth.

Then the day I feared came.

“Vi, I sorry to say, but you can’t protest for maybe a couple of days,” Janet said. It was not that that I feared. It was what was to follow that I feared. “You will be leaving for the moon, so that you will save these ten people. It’s a mission.”

Mission was a word of great fear. It was a word that I never wanted to be said to me.

“Ten people. Got it!” I said it as if I wanted to go.

The ten were people who were caught by the M.M. were rebels. All of them were trapped in the prison on the moon.

Prisons have a lot of guards and protection around them. I dressed as a female Moon Lt., and walked right in. I showed the guard at the list of ten people, and said that I was taking them out for a “little talk.” I had learned that “little talk” was code for “kill.”

“Aren’t you a little young to be a Lt.?” He asked.

“How dare you accuse my age?!” I yelled, although I wasn't really angry. I was a good actress.

“Sorry, miss,” he quickly said.

I entered, and the ten people out. They didn’t trust me much, but they were proud people and I said I was going to kill them, they held there head high, and follow. I told them to enter a space shuttle.

“Can anyone here pilot a shuttle?”

“I can,” an old lady said.

“Go.”

“I thought you were going to kill us,” said a young man with cold, ruthless eyes said.

“Well, I’m not. I don’t want to kill anyone. My name is Violet Yen, daughter of the late David Yen and Madeline Yen. I was told to free you people and bring you back to Earth.”

“We could have gotten out ourselves,” he said rudely. “And how do you expect to win this war without killing somebody.”

“I don’t expect a thing.”

“Then how-“ he started to say.

“SHUT UP!!!!!” I screamed. He chuckled.

“Miss,” the old lady said, “there are battle ships following us.”

We were entering the earth’s atmosphere by then. I had no idea what to do. Maybe I should have trained more.

“I’ll get them,” the man I was talking to earlier said.

“We don’t have any weapons,” I said.

He ignored me. “Everyone grab a parachute, and jump off. I’ll take the controls, lady.”

I ran in front of him. “NO! You jump off! I was to save you people. I am taking the controls.”

He has a serious voice, “You’ll died.”

“It’s a mission. I was trained to die.”

He laughed. “I was too. I’m not going anywhere.”

He didn’t jump. I was not afraid. He could have not been more then sixteen, three years older than me. How could he not be afraid?

He gave me a parachute, and pushed me off. I couldn’t tell weather I completed, or failed my mission. I just knew one thing. I wasn’t going to protest anymore.

Chapter 11

My name is…I don’t know my name. I have no idea who I am. I call myself Kingo Fe Vil. Something somewhere told me to call myself that. It’s as if, I’m not controlling myself.

I am the Moon Leader. I guess I want to rule the earth. I don’t guess, I know.

I wish I knew my real name. I came into power at the age of 17. I have been in power for 20 years now. I killed the old leader and I took over. I laugh at you stupid people. You people who don’t have any power.

Nobody knows who I am, except the people who work for me.

These days I am hearing rumors about young people after me. They plan to get me out of power. They plan to make the moon part of the earth. They want me to join the U.N.!

I don’t have much of a past, but I have a future. I plan to take over the earth, so that the moon controls everything! Some people say that I am mad. Insane even. I know that I am not.

The earth shall kneel on its knees, and beg for mercy!!!

The war has been going on since 2132. Wars are wonderful. I laugh at the fouls who dare challenge me, but those young people…

Who are they? I want to meet them. I want to fight them and show them the true power that the moon holds.

The people of the moon have found a new kind of stone. It’s called Kikidaa. It is very valuable. More valuable than all the money on Earth. I am richer than the Earth!!!

Don’t worry, Earth! You will soon know me. Everyone will soon know me. So, you will beg for mercy at my feet!!!!!

A/N:Yes, I know this is short. Yes, I know it may have made no sense what-so-ever. No, I don’t know what his real name is. No, he has not been alive since the war started. Perhaps I should think of a real name for him…but no. You can image what his real name is if you want. Also, his past is a mystery, so you can think about that too, if you what. If you want you can even e-mail me about you strange idea of his real name and past. Have a nice day!

Chapter 12

They completed their missions. Violet was still unsure about weather of she completed her mission or not. Violet had just finished her mission, and had just arrived home.

“Janet? Janet? Hello? Is anybody home?”

“We’re-I mean-I’m in the living room!”

“Ok.” Violet went to the living room.

“Welcome back!” Everyone called.

“I wish I had a party when I finished my mission,” Matt said.

“You all had you missions at the age of 13 or 14, since Vi is the youngest, she had her mission last,” Janet explained.

Violet started to cry.

“What’s wrong, Violet?” Jason asked.

“I think I failed my mission.”

“That’s nothing to cry about!” Jason said. “There are plenty of other things to cry about, ya know?”

Violet laughed. “Of course.”

They had dinner, and then Janet and her sisters went off to talk about life. Violet and the boys sat in the study.

“You all look very different,” Violet said.

“I know,” Cory agreed.

One by one they each shared what happened in the time between the last time they saw each other to now.

Cory had created a new software for younger kids. Matt had made a new kind of bomb. Jason got a blackbelt. Mark learned to be compassionate. Violet learned to fight for what’s right.

“Kingo Fe Vil is the leader of the moon,” Mark said.

“If we’re going to beat him, we’re going to have to work together,” Matt said putting his hand out. The others put their hands out too, except Violet. She put out her pendant.

“I once said that you were all not my friends, but I know I was wrong.”

The others smiled and held out there pendants too. About a week later they enter a space shuttle, and flew to the moon. They had the plan in their heads, and the weapons in their hands.

“Mr. Vil is gonna meet him doom,” Violet whispered.

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