Rob was clutching my hand as we got off the train which was crowded with children. Luke, Sally, Rob and I were the only ones getting off the train at this station. We were told to wait for my father or an other army member to come and fetch us.

" Sam, why did we leave mummy and daddy all alone in town?"my four year old half brother asked.

"Well you see Rob, there are some naughty people who want to hurt the nice people. So mother and uncle, who is your father, sent us away with Sally and Luke to my father's house so the naughty people don't hurt you." I tried to explain my half-brother.

I was thinking about what had happened during the past few weeks. First of all, there was the first attack where people died by hundreds. It was the day in which Sally's and her twin Luke's parents were killed. It was the day where every kid in this country lost the innocence with which they were born. It was the day when absolute terror started. It was also the day in which the government did an unforgivable decision: train the children to kill and fight a war.

16 years old and older boys and men were requested to fight the war. Girls and women were given the choice. Younger kids were scattered all over the country so they weren't killed in attacks. They were also being trained to become soldiers and to torture. They were also being taught how to resist torture. Well, that's what they told us.

All the kids were obliged to do this except four kids. The four kids were under the king's and the chief of the army's protection.

The four kids were: Sally and Luke Winston-Smith, Robert/Rob and Samantha/Sam Bracknel.

The four kids were being trained to become the ultimate weapon of this war