We got back to the Marshalls amidst our songs of joy and victory. I was not really into it, because it turned out to be a nightmare and horror for me. Mercury was badly injured even though it wasn't visible. She had internal bleeding and was also taking with the others for proper medical attention. That night, the soldiers made camp fire by putting woods over each other and burning the Shallomes flag, marking their victory at the field. My sister looked everywhere for Asher. But she couldn't find her. She went to look at the names of the soldiers admitted to the hospital and there was no Asher Jackson on it. She knew without being told, Asher didn't make it. I felt so guilty having her find out about it that way, but there was nothing I could do. I couldn't stand to tell her how I saw Asher die and couldn't do nothing. I came over to where she sat crying and hugged her, she rested her head on my chest as she sobbed uncontrollably. I just sat there as tears dropped from my eyes too, all

Going up the stairs as carefully as I could, I found out the stairs went on and on in circles and the building at that time seemed to have no other persons other than the people already in the ongoing operation, the fact that I don't know where they brought me is overwhelming. I had to take the elevator and according to the guard, they are at the last fucking floor and the stairs seemed to have no ending. Entering the elevator, I looked for the last number, I could have been damned. It was floor 22. When I got out of the elevator, I made for the next door, but something drew my attention, I abruptly stopped, raising my head and looking at the top of the wall, I saw the now familiar but yet unreadable Vikings writings. I felt horrible not being able to comprehend it. Then someone came through my back to strangle me, but one thing I got from my mum is the instinct to sense presence especially when it is coming behind me. I waited for him to approach very well pretending I didn't notice.

Mercury had fully recovered and was sent back to the Marshalls. She also came back with a new eyes aid. I was so happy she was alive and kicking. That night, we both took some natural flowers from the garden and a whiskey Asher had been saving up for dry days. Yuvonne came with us too as we set out for the war grave where the soldiers that passed on at the field were laid to rest. We took our torches and set out as we sang Asher's favorite song, Ballad of the green beret on our way. Reaching the war grave,We searched for her stone as we saw her epitaph which bore her data; Asher Jackson. 20 years, etc.Then we held our hands as we dropped the flowers.Mercury started,"Asher, you fought like it was a personal war. You gave it your all. You were brave, fearless and courageous. I know I was so scared and shaking but you patted my back and said to me. *You are more than what you think of yourself.* You have always been a great friend and although my time with you was small. I will never

"Okay. Hel, you totally lost me. Who the fuck is Karl Sullivan?" "Have you ever asked yourself the full meaning of KS? That is the man who owns this Marshalls if it's not a government body. I mean, we already heard it from the General, if the President's brigade is not from the KS Military, then the KS Military is a fucking body on its own. Gosh! What took me so long to notice?" "OMG! Then the people that died in the war, they didn't die for the country, they died for one strange man? Ok this shit is getting complicated."Mercury said, removing her glasses. "There is something we absolutely are so blind to see yet. Mercury I am getting the Bible, let's know what the verse in Hebrews has to tell us."I went in and covered the bible with a blanket as I made out with it. I took it at the back of our camp where Mercury sat waiting for me. Yuvonne was not in the room when I entered. If not, she could have asked the heck out of me. "Okay, so. We will be looking at Hebrews chapter six ver

I guess I have never talked much about myself. I don't know how you must have perceived me but I guess this will put you in the right track. I am Helion Mary. 5 ft 8.7 inches tall. I have a blonde hair, but my mum is a brunette together with my dad. So, when I think twice about my dad, Paul not being my biological father, don't blame me.I don't have much of a great story because my life since I have known it has been a heck of bumpy rides and it made me tougher. I use to have a very long hair in school, some liked it while some bullied me about it, they are just jealous I know, but it made me a loner because I had no friends then and I didn't matter. But since I became a Marshall, I have enjoyed my hair well trimmed, some inches above my neck, military rules you know. Sometimes, I feel like I was not planned to be born, but sometimes I feel like I have a great purpose to fulfill. I don't know which it is. Then I had a sister, a cute little girl, with a very big blue eyes, Yuvonne. W