AN: I decided to add this prologue because I felt the first chapter was a bit slow paced and could put a reader off my story. I hope you like it and please let me know if I should take this down.

Prologue

Number Six was by no means an over thinker. She was reckless and a 'shoot first ask questions later' kind of girl. But this was different. In her hands she held the means to an end. This was their revenge. Both under twenty, and together, capable of destroying everything that had ever caused them pain. The species that wiped out their race, killed their parents, their grandparents, murdered their friends and their siblings. The race who had tried to take their planet out of greed, destroying it in the process. The ones who burned their home and hope, who hunted down the only survivors until there were only two left. The people who killed countless innocents because they got in the way or were an inconvenience. The Mogadorians. Their entire army was inside a single warehouse. She had personally killed their general, slit his throat while he was on his knees. She was ready for the rest of the filth to perish as soon as possible. In her hands she held the detonator, the means to an end. But she didn't realise it would be the end of her life as she knew it until the smoke filled the air and what was gone could never be brought back.