"And why can't I?" Lilith snapped.

"Because I don't want you to die like how Dad did!" I retorted.

"That's bull! I can't go, yet you're going even though you know Dad would hate it if either you or I get caught up in war? Storm, if you're going then I is too! We brothers and sisters stick together!"

"Then who's going to be with Mom when we die?"

Lilith faltered. Apparently, she hadn't thought about it well enough.

My little sister is Lilithan Marie Vaan and I am Storm Ethan Vaan.

We both have identical blue eyes and blond hair, but we're not twins. I was born two years before Lilith. My birth date is August 4, 1992. My sister's birth date is July 4, 1994. She's sixteen and I am eighteen.

"Storm, I-...I just don't want to lose you too." She muttered weakly.

"I know, Lilith, I don't want to lose you either but my mom would be heartbroken if she lost both of us. Her sickness would get worse, and she would die in no time." I said, frowning at her.

"But why does it have to be you, Storm?"

Why did it have to be me? "Because I'm the oldest, besides SOLDIER wouldn't let a sixteen-year-old girl join."

"Sexist pigs..."

I smiled. Well, it was sort of a smirk but it was enough for her to return it.

"You better live, Storm. 'Cause if you don't, I'll come get, beat you up, then do it all over again." Lilith threatened.

I chuckled, ruffling her blond mane and got a groan of protest. Lilith scowled, and fixed her hair once I was done.

"I'll be looking forward to it, lil' sis." I replied.

She nodded before pausing in thought.

"Wait, what about your registration?" She asked.

"Already accepted!" I answered, grinning and taking off with her yelling after me.

"Storm, you moron!" I'll miss her.