Laying in the tall grass not far from the Marine Headquarters, he was expecting a quiet nap. Instead what he got was hearing people screaming. No, they were calling for someone.
Concentrating on the voices, he isolated on voice. It was a low ranking marine. “Emmaliza!” He called. All of them were calling.
Emmaliza? Who was Emmaliza?
Not caring who this Emmaliza was. Hearing crushing grass, he peeked from under his sleeping mask to see a small girl. She couldn’t been older than six. Her light brown hair was a mess and she was covered in dirt. Even her pretty outfit was filthy.
See froze at seeing him. Ironically. See then heard someone approaching. Running away from him behind a huge tree. He couldn’t help but think that the small girl didn’t notice him watching her.
The young marine stopped at seeing him laying in the tall grass. “Sir! Have you see a young girl, sir!?” The young marine asked, saluting him.
An annoyed groaned left his lips. “No.” He stated, sitting up, pushing his sleeping mask up. Looks like he wasn’t going to get any sleep.
“Her name is Emmaliza, sir, if you see her please escort her back to the sickbay, please.” The young marine requested, only following orders. Then rushed off before Kuzan could even mutter a word.
“It’s safe to come out now, Emmaliza.” Kuzan informed the girl, before falling back into the grass. Pulling his sleeping mask down again.