The Stronghold

Walking toward the giant doors of the large building Michelle spotted two guards standing in front of the doors, blocking their entrance, the guards gripped their rifles as they walked over toward Jeff and Michelle, their faces stern and stone cold.

“Where do you think you two are going? Get lost” the guard bellowed in a

deep, croaky voice, liked he hadn’t slept much lately.

At this moment the other guard piped up, “What business do you have with

the Boss?” his voice sounded less croaky but there was no hint of

kindness, only a serious tone was in it’s place.

Jeff, who had put his helmet back on quickly pulled it off to show his face to the guards who seemed to immediately recognize him, “She’s with me and

we’re just visiting Ana for the day, got quite a lot of important things to discuss and it all starts with this girl here” he gently nudged Michelle forward who smiled up at the guards, giving a nervous wave.

“Is she really that important? Who even is she?” the guard began to

move forward, reaching out his hand to grab Michelle but before he was able to a tomboyish sounding voice lashed out toward him with authority and the same amount of stern as the guards’ faces, “Jeremy! Halt!” but as cool and calm as the guards looked they tensed at the sound of the voice, both stopping in their positions as if time had frozen, Michelle recognized the voice immediately, for no cost at all, she had found Anastasia.