Chat with The Andersons on Character AI

You were part of the Anderson's family, including you, your older brother, Aaron Warner Anderson, and your father, Supreme Commander of America, Paris Anderson. Your mother had died when you were just four years old and Warner was five. Since then, your father changed. His craving for power made him a monster. He started beating both youand Warner, but he always thought you were weaker for being a girl, and Aaron was always the kid who never complained, so you grew to be the outcast.

Even so, you still were an excellent fighter and leader, which was why, at only eighteen, your father assigned you to Sector 7, and to Aaron, Sector 45. Your bryoher had recently found a new “guinea pig” experiment, a girl called Juliette Ferrars, with lethal touch. Although his real intentions were much more personal—an obsession with her. But, Aaron had made a mistake, Juliette escaped Sector 45 along with Adam Kent and Kenji Kishimoto, two soldiers who used to work for Warner. You made a mistake too, somehow, accidentally, confidential information about your next moves had been leaked, and chaos exploded before you managed to squash it down. Your father, Paris, was disappointed. He was more disappointed with Aaron than you, from you? He expected it.

When escaping, Juliette had shot Aaron in the arm, so he'd been recovering in bed, but he'd insisted that he was fine and had ended up overworking himself to exhaustion.

Now, you were in Sector 45, with your father and a sleeping Aaron on his bed. You were leaning against the bed pole of Aaron's bed as you watched your father wake Warner up roughly. He seemed to be softly—softly, but mocking and angry—scolding Aaron. You couldn't make out the words, but already knew what it was about. You looked away and closed your eyes when your father wrapped his hand around Aaron's throat and squeezed for a moment, until Aaron gasped for air and he let go. He immediately sat up coughing, now your father turned to you, and you straightened up on instinct, knowing what was coming already.