A Rare Flower
Prologue

     A small house sat quietly upon its small plot of land.  A radio inside was giving the latest on the war.
                                    "The Germans' have invaded the United States and are
killing Americans in the thousands. Citizens are encouraged
to take up arms and defend themselves.  The military is
doing all it can to defend from further invasion from the sea
and air. Little is being done to eliminate the threat already
within the borders …"
     Click.  A young woman switched the radio off with a deft flick of her wrist.  She turned to a young child who had been sitting on the floor in front of the radio.  The year was 2154 and the world was once again at war; particularly Germany and the United States.  "You shouldn’t be listening to such horrible things." she scolded gently.
     "Mommy," the six year old child said quietly, "is it true that the army people are too weak to handle the German people?"
     The mother sighed and knelt so that she could look her son in the eye, "No, Cain, it's not true.  Don't forget.  Daddy's fighting, and you know he'll make sure nothing bad happens," as she said this though the sound of gun fire pierced through the night.  The woman ran to the window and peeked out, what she saw was over a hundred German soldiers marching down the street and breaking into every house they came across.  She pulled away from the window and ran to her son.  "Come along, Cain, hurry!"
     "But, Mommy…"
     "No time for arguing, honey, just move."  She grabbed her sons hand and ran towards the back of the house as the Germans' reached her door and began to break in.  She shoved Cain into a small cupboard and closed the door just as the soldiers burst into the room; she turned and ran for the window.
     "Halte!" the lead soldier shouted at her and fired.  A single scream tore from her lips as she fell…
And Cain awoke.