Private Niet chuckled at the young childs tears.

"Listen up kid," Niet said a notch higher than a whisper. "You are...special,"

The red headed child wiped a tear from her eye and combed her fingers through her long hair.

"So?" she spat.

"You don't get it do you?" Niet walked to her bedside. "You have something that most people in this world don't have,"

"What?" the child whimpered, "A family? Three square meals a day? A promise of life?"

Niet was silent, trying to put what the child said into logic.

"Obviously this child has more than a special attribute in her system," Niet thought to herself. "She must also be an orphan...poor child," Twirling her red scarf, she sighed sympathetically.

"You officers have no mercy for people like me," the child blurted. "You will put homeless people like me in jail to rot and die. I have spent my whole life running from officers like you, wondering whether i would evere get caught, even die. Wondering whether i would have breakfast, lunch, or dinner, or a meal for that matter. Whether i would wake up the next morning." The child started to pout.

"That's...where you are wrong," Niet grinned, though the girl couldn't see it. "What you don't know is that...in the process of poisoning you, i have also saved you."

The girl cocked an eyebrow in confusion.

"See what you don't know is...you contain something that most people don't have,"

"Yeah i heard you the first time," the child folded her arms.

"SILENCE!" Niet demanded.

The child gulped an ounce of spit as Niet continued.

"You have ruh," Niet explained

"Ruh? What is-,"

"The energy you exerted in your sword...the purple auras around the officer's sword,"

"Oh...so there is an actual name for that?" the child rose a bit from her bed, having been in the same position for quite a while.

"Indeed," Niet resumed. "Ruh is any kind of spiritual energy that was inscribed into their bodies by the Inruh Tree."

"So i had to have been next to this Inruh Tree to get this, ruh you are talking about?" the child inquired.

"No." Niet answered. "Since the Inruh tree transpired about 1,522 years ago, you most likely got it genetically."

"So...my parents were-,"

"Yep," Niet assured. "But i digress. I have captured you for a reason."

"To put me in jail for stealing 5 pounds of dinner rolls from a merchant?" the child pouted.

"No," Niet lifted the top part of her mask to scratch her forehead."It is that attribute which makes you great for our team,"

"Team?" the child questioned.

"I am Private Niet from the Imperial Blood Guard." She introduced herself. "We at this society rid this world from all potenial life threatening actions. Having fought you for the first time, i see that you have the potential to be one of the best guardians this society has ever witnessed,"

"Really?" the child's eyes grow as large as a whale's tail.

Niet nodded.

"Well can i be apart of the Imperial Blood Guard?"

"I have come for that reason," Niet chuckled. "To recruit you,"

"OH THANK YOU PRIVATE NIET!" wailed the child as she hugged Niet.

"Okay now...three things." Niet wanted to make clear.

"What is that?" the child asked.

"One...what is your name,"

"Oplie," the red headed girl answered.

"Great Oplie," Niet extended her hand for a handshake, "nice to meet you...now second...Just say IBG. Imperial Blood Guard...too many syllables."

Oplie giggled.

"And lastly, Oplie when we get to the IBG you definitely have to take a bath.

Oplie admitted, "Yeah it also has been a while since i have showered."

"Alright girl i am getting you to IBG,"

"But how?" Oplie was curious.

"Lesson number one," Niet held up her index finger. "Just about everybody that is active in the IBG has ruh and can use it in multiple ways." Niet grabbed Oplie's right hand. "Like this for example," Niet closed her eyes. Quiet crepted into the room to eavesdrop yet not a word was uttered. A small tornado caressed the two around the bed. As the wind passed Niet said in a whisper,

"Blink,"

The doctor came through the door with chicken noodle soup.

"Hi kid i know you are hungry for-,"

The two made like a banana and split.

"Kid?" the doctor looked around. "Oh well the little chap  probably went to use the bathroom. He placed the soup on the nearby counter where the sink was located and took off to another patient.