A hardened Heart

Prologue: Liam and Thomas Nikos awoke yet again on the floor, chained down. For the two twins this is how most mornings went. But something was off. Being five years old and being chained to a basement floor was not strange to them, but the fact that they were not woken up in their usual manor was strange. Most mornings consisted of being whipped all over until they were wide awake. This morning they had not, and were allowed to sleep could only mean something bad was to come.
Thirty minutes later their father came down into the basement. He was in his red and bronze themed suit. The twins only remember seeing this when they were being trained to become skilled heartless fighters. Liam and Thomas both knew that their Father was a wealthy and well respected man. Mr. Nikos had an affair with a young beautiful woman but didn't realize he was going to have a set of twins. He did not want to kill them so he had them live a secluded life without any interactions with other people. There half sister didn't even know about them. The reason the two boys were being trained was probably to do Mr. Nikos' dirty work in the future.
Mr. Nikos walked up to the two boys and unlocked their chains. He then deposited of the locks and chains into a wooden trunk leaning against the wall. He then returned to the twins and stood there in udder silence. The silence was killing the two brothers. But just as Liam had mustered up enough courage to say something to their Father, a man in a high ranking military uniform strode down the stairs case leading into the basement. He then approached the two boys.
Liam and Thomas stood there as upright as they could, while the army official looked them over. He was walking back and forth examining the twins who were standing together. The official started to feel out the two boy's arm muscles and examining their height and the rest of their physical features. Satisfied at what the army official was looking at he gave a nod. He then turned to Mr. Nikos.
"Do either of them have any combat experience?"
"Yes they both do. I have personally brought them into the surrounding forests and have had them fight their way out." Said Mr. Nikos confidently.
"Good and I suppose they have both unlocked their auras?"
"Yes that is correct." Mr. Nikos said now with a smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Great, we will admit both of them into the 'Tiro' program." The military official looked then again at the two boys.
"Oh do we have a plan for you two." He said as he walked back up the stairs.
Mr. Nikos looked at the two and said, "I am shipping you two off to become stronger fighters. But as of now no one knows that you're alive so your official last names are now Sokin. You will not tell anyone of your past and you may leave the military once you have aged to Sixteen years of age." He then turned and signaled them to fallow as they walked up the stairs.

Ten Years Later

Liam and Thomas stood crouched in a tree line. Along with them were 298 other males and females, who were under their command. Today was the day that they would charge straight into the heart of a White Fang camp and eliminate all threats.
Dressed in camouflage all 300 child soldiers snuck their way down a river bank that would lead them right into the camp. Liam unsheathed his long sword from his back and with the flick of a wrist mecha-shifted the sword into a light machinegun that resembled the M249. Its blue color stood out against his camouflage clothing, but matched the deep blue hair on his head. In the right light someone may say it looked black.
Thomas took out two large knives and also mecha-shifted them into two silenced desert eagles. The colors of his weapons were red and bronze, almost imitating their Father's suit. Thomas' hair was spiked and red also like his father's.
Seeing that their leaders had readied their weapons all 298 soldiers did this as well. Their weapon variety was enormous. Ranging from close quarters melee weapons, too sniper rifles with blades. Every soldier knew the odds that they were facing, and knew that some causalities would be made. With a ratio of 20:1 the Tiro Soldiers were far outnumbered. But the Tiro knew that they were at a higher skill level than most the White Fang due to the ten years of extensive training and rigorous battles.
The entire Tiro program was no only 500 meters from the camps gates. But Thomas knew that because the Faunes had better hearing, anywhere within 350 meters of the camp, every foot step could be heard by anyone on the inside. So at 400 meters Thomas led the charge. Thomas ordered two men with RPGs (or Rocket Propelled Grenades) to fire at the gate, successfully blowing it to pieces.
Then the 300 Tiro ran into the White Fang camp. As soon as Thomas and Liam entered they were met with harsh opposition. Bullets were flying in all directions. The sudden surprise attack had the White Fang caught off guard and scrambling to organize themselves. But soon the clanging of metal on metal resounded throughout the battle field.
Thomas soon found himself face to face with one of the White Fangs lead operatives. He had been briefed before their mission that he was a high level target and should be dealt with immediately. After recognizing the masked man as a high target kill he shot off three bullets from each deagle as he ran foreword at his opponent. The man named Adam sliced and dodged his way through the hail storm of lead and the two met each other with powerful swings of their weapons. Thomas was able to block all of Adam's fast swings. And this made Adam extremely pissed. He began firing and swinging at the same time and yet Thomas weaved through the attacks. Adam was extremely pissed now that he had finally met someone who was better than him. This caused Adam to swing without true meaning and intent on where his hits would strike and Thomas used this to his advantage. Thomas was finally able to locked blades with Adam's. Thomas then dropped and swung his legs to kick out Adam's. Adam was unprepared and fell, and whilst he fell Thomas stood back up and disarmed Adam, all in the time it took Adam to hit the ground.
Adam now defenseless was at the mercy of Thomas. Thomas mecha-shifted his blade back into the desert eagles and was about to fire when he felt four bullets impact and enter through his chest cavity. Thomas without a word fell to the ground and bleed out as his aura tried hopelessly to patch himself together.
Standing over Adam and offering him a hand was his apprentice and savior Blake. They both now stood shoulder to shoulder viewing the battle that raged on. They both saw that they were going to win. But what surprised the two was the fact that the soldiers had not retreated after suffering of a little more than half the soldiers that first appeared. The cold realization of why they had not backed off hit Adam and Blake hard. There were over two thousand dead Faunes lying on the ground. The sight was horrendous, something that resembled a blood bath but both sides suffered incredible loss.
But now standing in front of them was a blue haired man with a large broadsword. He was looking at the dead man who had nearly killed Adam. The man's hair started to spike up and his eyes turned a light blue, his eyes before had been an emerald green. But what shocked the two was the man's blue aura. It was huge and continued to creep up word in strength and showed no signs of stopping. He then erupted in a large blast of blue aura sending the two in front of him flying back words, and crushing 50 others that were in a 30 meter radius of him. After seeing this, many of the White Fang members attempted to encircle him.
As Liam's men died off one by one, getting either decapitated or riddled with bullet holes, Liam grew angrier and angrier. He was covered in injuries but avenging his brother and fallen comrade's lives was more important than his own. Liam started jumping and rolling through the crowd of enemies surrounding him. He was slashing and shooting as many as he could see but the Fang had grown relentless, sending wave after wave of men to attack him.
While evading and destroying enemies he called for EVAC. They would pick him up in two minutes at a hill three kilometers away. Liam now out of his rage state decided that fighting would only get him killed and this was not what his brother would have wanted for him. So he dashed off towards the LZ. He reached his destination just as the dust plane landed. He jumped in and the side door machine gunners started to light up the crowed of Fang that had tried to fallow Liam. But to Liam's surprise the dust plane jolted upward after only two seconds of being grounded. He then charged into the cockpit and began yelling at the pilot.
"Hey, what happens to the rest of my men, we were supposed to wait for them, now their down there without an EVAC, there dead meat unless they get lifted out." Liam screamed.
The Pilot handed Liam a scroll with the locations of all his men and when they had last moved position. Liam looked at the scroll and then looked out the window. There were what looked to be about 5000 dead Faunes and according to this scroll all his men had been dead for over two hours. He then realized that half of the White Fang bodies were in a giant circle, with a small clearing in the center. It kicked in that he had caused all of this death and destruction. Realizing how drenched in sweat and blood he was he collapsed and blacked out.
Liam awoke in a medical center with a high ranking General standing above him. Liam instinctively sat up and saluted but quickly sunk back down under the intensive pain that shot throughout his entire body. Every muscle, every joint ached and he felt like screaming out in pain.
The general returned the solute but then began to speak. "Field Marshal Liam Sokin I am honorably discharging you from the Mistral Armed Forces. After recovering you will be flown into Vale and are free to live as you wish. Excellent work out there, and might I add, you may want to enroll in a combat school. Beacon seems to be one of the finest, try applying there. It may do you some good." And with that the general walked off.