The sound of explosions and gunshots filled the air. Monsters, PSICOM Soldiers, you name it, they were there, doing everything they can to push back the N.O.R.A rebels. Leading the rebels was the infamous Snow Villiers, a tall, strong man with long blond hair topped with a black bandana. He wore a long trench coat unbuttoned with his muscular chest peeking out from under his unbuttoned shirt. Beside him stood his younger sister of 18 years. Her hair was short and wavy, reaching just barely past her shoulders, her eyes almost white they were such a cold blue. In her right hand she held a long one handed sword, and on her hip was a whip rolled up and hanging from her belt. She looked down quickly to adjust her long white skirt, which covered only once half of her bare thighs. Her shorts were so short they may have been called panties. She rubbed her dirt-covered face to get her hair to separate from her sweaty cheeks. Her right arm was covered by a long white puffy sleeve, while her other arm remain bare and her chest donned a red and black leather top which was cut down the middle to reveal her belly, only held together by one strap right above her belly button.
"Madina." Her big brother said. She looked up, eyes wide and trembling. "Yes, Snow?" She asked shyly.
He looked at his younger sister. How he wished she wasn't forced to fight here. He just wanted her safe at home, not introduced to the painful gunfire and death. He hid his pain and handed her a grenade with a smile. "Try this."
Madina took the grenade with a small smile and pulled the clip off, throwing it into a crowd of soldiers and blowing them to smithereens. She smiled at looked at her big brother, looking for a nod of acceptance, and he did just that although he beneath the guise was a hint of sorrow. "Good job." He said, ruffling her hair.
"Yuj!" He called out. Within seconds a boy not much older than Madina appeared, his hair blue and teased in different directions. "Yes, Snow?"
Snow smiled and rubbed his thumb against his own cheek.
"Tell the others to get ready, we're going in!"
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