Mirror.

[Obama]

Today I saw my reflection. 

It angered me.

Because all I could see what I've yet to become.


But that's alright. I have the drive to achieve, even if what I wanted to do is out of my reach. Who would have thought those loyal to a machine would one day become part's incompatible with it. 

My father was a great man, His father before him also achieved many things. Even my uncle is renowned across this land. My name is shared with another who has done more then I have. 
But I'm done playing around. My heart was broken once Achyon was no longer Achyon. Yet every time I look at my reflection I can't help but see what was lost. What could have been if things never changed. Could I have been a soldier like those before me? No doubt, But would I have survived in todays food chain? I don't know. 

But father, I still have the rifle you gave me when I was but a young girl. I've found freedom from chains I didn't even know were shackled around my ankles. 

So now it's time for me to finally get to work and start defining my path. 

I hope I can make your proud. That's all I've ever wanted to do was impress you father.

[Obama]

The path i'm walking is getting more and more...

Clear by the day. 

I just can't help i'm not living up to our name.

It's been quite sometimes since I've seen my brother. I've kept contact with Uncle Benedict. 
But sometimes I feel alone as a 

Delisle.

But despite that I have another family. One I've been doing my best to become worthwhile too. One in which I've not only found purpose but they have aided me in keeping that dream which arose from spite alive in my heart. 

My scream has yet to be heard by many people. My hate for that shell of a city which stands on what was once proud barsburgian soil. Achyon is dead and in return I will make sure the people who allowed to become such join it in another life. 
Father, I think I understand a little bit more now.
That's why I'll keep moving one step at a time because your not the only one I wish to impress anymore.