My life

Russia my home.
I loked around at the burned down houses. I saw an assian trying to get away, but I threw a Grenade at him. BOOM he exploded. I laughed, my heavy russian voice, scratchy and dry. I looked at my nails. 10years of dirt still clumped up in them. I could barely see them. There was blood all over my hands, half my blood, half almost veryone else in Russia. (or what was everyone else....

I hid behind the half-burned down house, my sniper ready to shoot anyone who got too close, aware of me or not. My pants were covered in mud, but I slid down anyway, putting my hand to my forehead. I had been in the army for months now, training, and my first real job is here in Russia, the same place my dad's first job had been.
There was a girl standing in the center of it all.

I saw an american. And my heart filled with rage. I screamed, and took out my 32 calliber. I first ran, and sreamed. Then I spotted her sniper. (nice) i thought. I stopped and looked at her. She looked so familliar......

Wait. Did I know her? I lowered my sniper and looked her in the eye. I couldn't possibly have met her before she was a Russian. But she looked so damn familiar it bugged me. What would my father have done in a situation like this?...

I noticed a little, tiny, totally not notice able if you're not a russian scar on her neck. I knew her. She was the little girl i met when i went to america. She was tiny and cute then. But she carried a gun when she was seven. I can't really rember how i met her tho....

Oh. It was that girl I had met back in America. Right after I had fallen off the swings and got a huge cut on my neck. Heh, I thought I was going to die. But she had a band-aid with her, and gave it to me. Then my dad took me to the hospital... I had to get stitches, and boy was it painful.

chineko wasnt so suprised at the demolishion in front of her. she was sitting in a birch tree munching on an onigiri when she picked out her target. a male. it was always a male. just because she was a used to be gesha doesnt mean she cant kick female butt too. but this girl sniped the guy and there went her moolah. ever since she left japan it was like this. asassination. "well since im free for the day, better just watch the show." she put her hands behind her head and watched with amusement.

A bullet knocked off the wall right next to my head. I looked around wildly before finding the; a man in his fourties or so, who looked to be a Russian troop. I ducked behind the wall some more, pulling the Russian woman with me, aimed, and shot. Bullet after bullet flew until he finally fell to the ground, dead. "One more," I whispered to myself. "I'm one more closer to finding my dad."

I looked at her quizically, and then looked towards a tree, there was a girl in there. She looked japanese. I wanted to shoot her but curiosity got the best of me...........

"Who the hell is that," I muttered, seeing the girl wearing a kimono. I kept my gun by my side and crept out from my hiding place, checking to see if anyone was around. No one was, unless you count the . I ran up to the tree. "Who're you?" I shouted at the girl.

I watched, and stood my ground as The girl walked over to the tree with the japenese girl in it. My flowing white hair traveled with the wind, as i felt someone behind me.

The Japanese girl said nothing. "Well?" I demanded. "Are you going to tell me or not?" Just then I saw a form in the corner of my eye. I whipped around to see another man sneak up behind the Russian girl, a small hand gun pointed at her.
"Freeze or die," he said in an evil voice. "And drop your weapons."

I looked at the coner of my eye, i saw a man. I smiled and then turned around. I shrugged and then pretended to drop the caliber, but then i shot him ni the leg. I said Oops in rusian and said "clumsy me." he yelped thenn droped hi gun grabbing his foot and hopping. Then Serena shot him right at the heart. I gave her a thumbs up, but she looked at my thumb, like i was a freak.

"crap" i said in japanese. "he was my target!"

I turned my gun back to the Japanese girl. "What was that?" I asked hotly.

she tried searching for the english words for that sentence. she talked with a horrible accent. "i said: crap... that was my... target." she wrinkled her nose. she hated the smell of blood.

"Well, you've got to be quicker in war," I told her, moving my sniper to my shoulder and tucking my short hair behind my ear. "I learned that the hard way."

she tried to talk in english but the words were lead in her mouth. "i..know..to..i just..prefer..to...sit.." she pulled away the shoulder of her kimono. there was a huge sword slash. it looked a few years old.

I frowned. "Did you get that treated?..." I asked. Heck, I didn't even know her name and I was acting like her friend!

chineko nodded slowly. and replied a little quicker"my..names, Chineko." (chee-nee-koh-) she pointed at the girls name tag. "i cant read...english."

"Oh, heh," I laughed drily. "It's Serena. I work for the US."

chineko's eyes got big in fear. "yue...ess?!" chineko turned around and jumped up on the birch tree, then jumped on another branch. all the way up to the top of the tree. she yelled in japanese. "dont kill me!! dont kill!!! i swore to the red flag that i wont die!! not untill i fufil my goal!!!" she said the last word in english.

I frowned. "I won't kill you unless you try to kill me first. Soldier's promise." I put my fist on my heart.

her eyes narrowed. she spoke in english. "a man named dorchet said that too. mad same handsighn. i trusted. then he threw me in plane, flew me to america where i was gawked at." she shiverd at the evil memories.

"Well, you trust me or you don't. If I can't make you believe me, that's you." I laughed suddenly. "I probably wouldn't trust me either if I were you, considering all the people I've killed."