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CHAPTER ONE

She stared down at the grave stone as a lone of tears ran down her cheek. Her loose hair flying in the air, the ends of her black trench coat fluttering against her knees, she should have felt calm and happy. She should've loved the humidity that was in the air of Georgia. But alas, she didn't feel anything. Standing in front of her father's grave, with fresh white carnations clutched to her hand, she didn't feel the cold air on her face nor did she smell the dead flowers on some graves.

Her father should've been here today. It was an important day for her.

Dropping on her knees, Taani Shekawat sniffed a little as she glared at the stone with her father's name carved on it.

Major. Tarun Shekawat

Died during war in Afghanistan,

Brave soldier, left the world during saving many others

Also, a loving husband and a father.

Taani hated the way the flags beside the grave fluttered so freely. It was unfair of how everything had turned out to be, eventually. Taani sighed sadly, as she kept the white flowers on the end of her father's grave stone. And reaching up, she undid the belt of her coat, and grabbed the dog tag pendent that had her father's initial's imprinted to it. Caressing the "TS", Taani let out another sniff trying to force back her tears.

"This is an important day for me, Dad," Taani whispered lightly, "I'm finally going to do what I wanted to do, what you wanted me to do. Today's my first day in training, and it sucks that you are not here. You should have been. Why'd you leave me alone and go, Dad?"

A gust of wind blew on Taani's face as she finished her speech. It was as though, her father was willing for her to be strong, and was telling her how proud he was of her. Shaking her head sadly, Taani wiped the last of her tears and stood up to her feet. Whispering a last goodbye to her father, she turned around and walked away, the wind still blowing through her hair.

~.~

Taani threw the keys to her rented apartment on to the small desk and looked around the empty flat. She was leaving, she was moving. She was parting with the place that had been her home for many years.

After running away Seattle, she had come back to Georgia, where her father had been cremated. Her mother didn't come running after her to find her, and honestly, her step father couldn't have cared less. He had a reputation' to uphold, a status' to continue, and that status and reputation had been questioned and laughed at after his step daughter had run away from home.

It had been a blow to their ego, but it was also a matter of Taani's dreams.

Up until the age of 8, she hadn't been like other normal girls, who played with barbies and doll houses. No, in fact, she would dress up in her father's baggy army uniforms and hats and would go around tripping all over their house. But by the time she was to be 9 that had been taken away from her with her father. One night, her father had gone on war to Afghanistan and had never come back home. Her mother, Sarika, still broken over losing her husband while he was in the army, knew of her daughter's dreams of being in the army after seeing her father and had tried to take that away from her, telling her how ruthless the army people were and how an innocent heart like hers couldn't take such brutality.

Seeing her mother in that state Taani was forced to push away her dreams, while her mother tried imposing things that Taani didn't want to do. Sarika had tried to make Taani into a businesswomen, a fashion designer, an artist and many other things but nothing seemed to interest Taani for more than a day. Eventually, Sarika had given up forcing her daughter.

During this course of time, her step freak father, Aadarsh Gupta had entered their lives and Supriya had instantly fallen to his charming smile, and loving nature. He being extremely rich was just another added bonus. Marrying to Aadarsh, Supriya became Supriya Gupta from Supriya Shekawat. Taani, still hurting over losing her father and having her dreams being taken over from her, had straight out refused to change her last name, and continued to carry out her father's name. Supriya didn't like this decision of hers but never said anything to her.

Taani rubbed her forehead tiredly as she walked through her home, staring at the large amount of boxes that were lying around the apartment. Taani had decided to move to Arizona, since her army training was to be conducted right outside the outskirts of the city. She had already bought a tiny house where she would be shifting her stuff to before she left for training.

Clearing her throat, Taani started to undo her coat, when suddenly her hand hit hard against one of the boxes, sending it tumbling to the floor. Wincing hard as a shot of pain went up her arm, she looked down to see that a couple of photo albums had fallen out of the box. Sighing tiredly, Taani bent down to collect them and picked one up, staring at the cover of the large book. The words "High School" stared back at her with vengeance. Almost as if she had no control over her body, Taani opened the book and settled herself on the floor, with her long legs crossed.

There were pictures of her sitting on the staircases of her old, Roosevelt High School, one of the top school in Seattle. There were pictures of her with her old friends, her old school and her old memories. Flipping to the last few pages of the album, Taani felt her heart sink to her stomach and her smile being wiped off her face.

There he was. In his glory.

Her ex-boyfriend, the guy she had left behind, Reyaansh Singhaniya.

Taani let her fingertips stroke the picture of the two of them, where they stood in front of their school, his arm wrapped around her waist and a large smile on her lips. The two were adorned in a tux and beautiful, the night of their prom. One of the best yet worst nights of their lives.

Taani and Rey together, were the poster pair of how opposites could attract. The two were poles apart, her being one of the most popular girls in school, being the prom queen in her year, a girl who had bullied people for the fun of it. Him, on the other hand was, more mellow, more careful and more caring. He had been the basketball caption of their school team, his good looks and athletic ways making him a favorite amongst the girls in their school. But, unlike her, he didn't enjoy the attention that came with being beautiful and rich.

Though, the two were completely different from one another, the just clicked the moment they had first spoken to each other. He had become her best friend, her companion and her lover. He had become the person that had pulled her out of a dark place, and made her into a better person.

He had been her everything... that is until she had left him stranded and alone.

Snapping the album shut angrily, Taani growled lowly as she shoved the book into the box, much like how she had shoved her emotions away.

She didn't have time for this... it was moving day after all.

~.~

Settling into Arizona was easy for Taani. She didn't have much stuff to unpack and didn't even unload her suitcases as she would be leaving for training in a few... hours.

Yes, she had moved to Arizona a week prior to having to go to camp, so that she could settle down, into her small studio, apartment or house or whatever. The house was small, almost like an apartment, but Taani loved it. It was comfy and cozy.

Saying her last goodbyes to Georgia had been hard. It had been her home for almost 6 years, from the age of 17. She had lived there, in her father's shadow, but now it was time to face the reality.

Being in the army was what she had wanted to do all her life and now she was getting what she had wanted. This was just the beginning of a new life.

Taani carried her huge duffel bag as she walked to the bus that was taking her to the army boot camp. Looking around she saw a bunch of her other fellow trainees waiting around the bus, with anticipation and nervousness coloring their faces.

Oh good. It's not just me then.

Taani nervously wiped her hand on her trousers and gulped strongly as she looked around the crowd once again. There were people leaning against the bus anxiously picking at their nails or kicking at the stony sand. There were people who were running their hands through their hair, some pulling at it while, some were tearing their skin of their lips. Either way, everyone here was the same. It didn't matter where they had come from, or why they were here, they were all the same.

A bunch of incontrollable nervous wrecks. That was what they were.

Letting out a last sigh, Taani trudged her way to the bus to keep her bags. As soon as she dumped her stuff into the cabinet inside the bus, she made her way into it, and took a seat at almost the back of it. Slowly, her fellow trainees followed her, and made their way into the bus.

She noticed that soon the bus was full, except for a seats here and there, including the ones next to hers. She could hear the people sitting behind here, talking about how a group had already left for camp, yesterday and that was the reason why there were a few people in the bus at the moment. Taani tuned them out and shut her eyes, to be instantly be washed over by the image of her father smiling proudly down at her.

~.~

Taani woke up with a start, and blinked heavily trying to adjust her sleepy eyes to the sudden light. Looking around she saw that many of the other trainees were now packing up their things, all moving around either stretching their limbs or just merely freaking out.

Taani bit her lip nervously, realizing that she had slept through the whole journey to camp, and tried to distract herself from her thoughts.

She stared out the window of the bus, her hands clutched to her lap. She was going to do it. She was being who wants to be. She was being the person who her mom would have despised and her father proud of... if he had been alive.

Her heart squeezed painfully in her chest as nervous butterflies danced around in her stomach. Out of habit, she reached up to her chest and grabbed the dog collar pendent lying softy on her chest, and caressed the "TS" carved into it. Looking down at it, she smiled softly and kissed the metal.

"I miss you, Dad. I hope you'll be proud," she whispers as a lone of tear runs down her cheek.

Suddenly, the bus stopped and rest of her trainees leapt up to their feet stumbling around to collect their luggage.

Her heart jumped to her throat. She was here now. There was no going back. This is where she belonged. This was where her father had once belonged.

Climbing down the steps of the bus, she looked around her surrounding and let out the breath she didn't know she was holding.

This was it. This was the start of her journey. The journey to becoming a soldier. To becoming a hero... like her father once had been.

She just hoped that she would be able to continue the job her father had died doing and be able to do it well.

She knew her life had just started, this was where home was.

She stared at the sign that stood by the rows of wooden cabins and depths of forestry.

"Army Training Camp, 2015"

"This is so scary, yet so awesome," a blond girl standing behind her whispered to someone else. "I can't wait to be welcomed into the army,"

Oh, welcome indeed.

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Hey all. This is Shanaya, with the first chapter of this story.

Not my best work I know, but I hope you liked it.

I know not much has happened in this chapter, but this is just an introduction, no matter, I hope you liked it and won't throw tomatoes and eggs at me. 😆

I don't really have much to say, except for thank you for the love and support you have given me and Andy with this story. You guys are awesome. 👏 ❤️

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Shanaya.

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