(Discontinued) A Story with Mistaeks - Chapter One: The First Mistake, Part 2

Of course, there was the day I had to leave to train in the arts of bushido ([art of the samurai] since the capital is full of Japanese originators), USMC tactics ([United States Marine Corps tactics] because the country had been the dominant one up until the Utopian Truce was signed), and FEAR ([Fast Encounter Ambush Resistence] since I must be a Major one day, I would have to know when to set up an ambush and surprise the enemy when they least expect it; very effective against the natives on the planet as they're dependent on light guerrilla warfare). After years of training and when I turned 15 years old, I knew everything of the aforementioned arts, as well of how to speak Japanese and Periculum:acriter ([fiercely danger, in Latin (makes no sense)] the alien language of the natives of Planet 5-3).

When I returned home, it seemed that something had changed, including the faces within. Of course, everyone looked older, except for Ella since her kind ages slower than humans, but everyone still had the same talk and personality. There was only one major difference in the household, excluding myself, and that was my sister. She spoke to me more often, and had seemed to learn Periculum:acriter in order to have conversations with Ella. It turned out that my sister's name was not "my sister", but rather it was Alician, the name of an astroid belt that the I5-3MC owns. A suitable name for her, since she is quiet and the prison mines there have few miners since there weren't many people who had committed large-scale crimes on the planet, so the mines were quiet.

Overtime, Alician, whom father and Ella called Alice, began speaking to me on a daily basis. We spoke about small topics, such as how the weather was, the latest news, how the frontline was faring, and so on. Sometimes when we saw each other and began another conversation, I would give her a paper bird, star, or firework and she enjoyed them very much, it seemed. Ella and I would also have frequent conversations, speaking in her language, and we would discuss the topic of the Acriterians (the designated name for the native aliens, sometimes called Critters), talking about the culture, politics, and such of them. I also learned, although already knew, that the Acriterians were only fighting for survival. I mentioned to Ella that as long as we've existed, we humans have been fighting for expansion, even against ourselves. Ever since the Native Americans were moved out of their land, the Indians were made slaves in their own homeland, the Chinese made drugged workers in their southern provinces, the Africans were made slaves after they lost to an enemy tribe, and many more, we have been greedy.

But, one day, many activities changed after Alice was assigned at the age 11 (the age of annoyance) to marry the son of the Major of 33 some years after the proposal when she would be 15, Area 33 being a large island in Planetary (the name of the single ocean on our Planet 5-3) used for solar-capturing and genetic enhancement research and tests. The soldiers there are lazy but strong, not having to fight since the Acriterians don't have access to boats. Anyways, that means that this Major-kid will be a lazy, good-for-nothing boy that'll try to disrupt our house with his enhanced abilities; he also was more than just a disruption to the manor. That was the week that the story really starts. That was the week of the second mistake: Ramar.

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Chapter One: The First Mistake, Part 2

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