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The chaos in my mind was insane but the insanity on the outside was reality. The war had just started and the Japanese were already dropping bombs (sorry if this offends anyone). No, this was not World War 2 but World War 5. The other World Wars were minor to this one. Though, Japan had conquered all of Europe and Asia, we still resisted their rule. "We" are the rebels. The United States had fallen during World War 3 but those who stood for their freedom joined us. We knew we would be wiped out but it's better to die trying than die cowards.

I was appointed the commander of the rebels, even though I am a woman. My name is Commander Lee. I have been at this position for over a year now. I have ordered the spies to go into the Japanese camp a mile from where we were positioned. Just then I heard me walkie-talkie crackle to life.

"So you thought you could steal our weapons? Eh rebels?" came a sinister voice over the airway. The British had been forced to teach them english around the turn of the century.

"Who do I have the privilage of speaking to?" I retorted.

"Ah, but I can't tell you that, dearie." he said.

"Then what can you tell me?" I said, getting agitated.

"Just that your minions are being brainwashed into killing you." he said. "And we have left their memory, too, so that they can find you."

I mumbled curses under my breath. "Everyone it's tim and e to pack up and move out!" I called. "And load your guns!"

I through the walkie-talkie on the floor, in case they had a trace on it or it was bugged, causing it to smash into tiny peices. I grabbed my pistols and put them into their holsters. I slung the belt around my hips.

I reached for my shotgun and walked out of my office. Everyone was packed and standing in a line, ready to leave.

"Alright! Let's go, Ladies!" I said to make them move faster. There were only two other women in the group, They were the wives and only cooked the meals, washed  our clothes, and stayed together.

I always got strange looks from them, like they were trying to say I should be helping them. Sometimes I just wanted to tell them, "Get over it! I'm the one that's going to save our butts and destroy the Japanese!"

Ha! That would be great! Anyways, we hightailed it out of there and went to an old broken down U.S. fort that hadn't been used in an over a decade. The men started to clean uo and patch the fort.

I started making a private office in the back for my stuff. After a few hours, it was set up and the fort was fixed. We sat in front of a fire as the women passed around the food. "Here!" said Mrs. Harper, the wife of Private Harper. She shoved it into my lap causing it to go all over me.

I jumped up and was about to go after her because I was sure she had done it on purpose, when Private Miller grabbed me around the waist. "Let me go Private!" I screamed in an angry rage.

"Sorry! Can't do that, Commander!" he said. "You'll rip her to shreads."

"So?" I said, kicking him in the shins. "She did it on purpose!"

He turned to the other men and said, "I'm going to take her to her office and then we'll come back out when she calms down." He lifted me, still holding onto my waist. I looked over at Mrs. Harper, she had a smirk on her face. I kicked harder trying to get Private Miller to let go.

He pulled me into my office and shut the door behind him before letting me go. "Why didn't you let me go after her?" I shouted. "I wanted to wipe that smirk off her face."

"That's why!" he said, calmly. "You would terrorize her!"

"So?" I spat.

Private Miller sighed and sat against the door so I couldn't get out. "She did it on purpose!" I wailed.

"And who's supposed to be in charge?" he said.

I glared at him and sat down on my mat in the corner, staring at him.

"Well, have you calmed down?" he asked.

"NO!" I growled as he rolled his eyes.

"What's your first name, Private?" I asked.

"Why do you want to know, Commander?" he said.

"Just wondering. . ." I mumbled.

"It's Cody." he said, grinning. He got up and sat next to me. "What's yours?"

"Mine's Jenny." I said nonchantly.

"So. . .Jenny Lee?" Cody said. "I like it!"

"Well don't think you can start calling me that!" I said. "They'll start thinking somthing is going on between us!"

TO BE CONTINUED