The city had been devastated. Planes roared in the sky, the small thin grey outlines were merely small if not harmless figures that seemed to simply loom overhead. The civilians had no idea what was happening when the bombs were released and the streets were consumed in the waves of fire. An evacuation followed, most people grabbing what they could only to retreat and run away as fast as their feet could carry them. Others were not so lucky, either injured or family who were either too old, sick, or afraid to leave it seemed they would simply wait for the end.There were others, those of stronger spirit who defied what may have been 'logical' if only to delay the Nazi onslaught a moment longer. Kaska was one of those few individuals. She had grown up in Lodz, and from a young age she had learned a variety of disciplines but at the forefront of them was honor. Her father had been in the military for quite some time, and while he had been taken from her by disease from a young age he still had managed to instill some of his better qualities within his only daughter. After her fathers passing, it had been appointed to her brothers to go out and get jobs. And while they served as the 'heads' of the household they as well, perhaps unintentionally helped harden the 'little girl' into a quiet, albeit tough figure. She had begun working shortly after her fifteenth birthday, attending schooling sparingly, and while she was secretly preparing to leave Poland and head towards France for more schooling.. the news of the war came. Now it seemed the war was upon their doorstep. The Germans had poured into the city the evening prior and while most of the civilians had been evacuated there were still pockets of resistance everywhere you looked. She stayed back and remained there to fight, along with her two eldest brothers she hoped only to give her mother and friends a larger window to escape the mayhem. 10:32 September 6, 1939 Kaska sat silently in the northern most corner of the building, a four story hotel overlooking an intersection that was rumored to be in use by a German infantry patrol. Her, and her two brothers remained scattered in the nearby buildings waiting for the patrol to approach. They had no radios, so the only forms of communication were the positioning of candles in the bottom corner of each window. Late.. they were late. Surely enough what looked to be thirty German soldiers began to approach from the north, marching in a loose formation with rifles already drawn. Their objective was to take out any officers that may be present within the group and then to work down from there. They did not expect to massacre the group, only to keep their muzzle flash hidden and convince the German's to retreat and bring back some friends. They would then attempt to rig the street with explosives and then rendezvous back at 'home'. As a signal, she took a wet cloth and tossed it over the candle, notifying her brothers that it was time to act. Her rifle was grabbed and the scope carefully was brought up to her eye as she began to examine the targets upon the ground. She was supposed to be hitting the highest, while her brothers went after those with better views on their positions. The group continued to move inward.. that was before three shots all spread out over a few seconds rang out. The young officer she had targeted barely had time to react, and what she thought was a spray of his own blood fell upon him in a shower. The only thing that was sickly satisfying and horrifying was the face he made before hitting the ground. She was in shock.. watching as The Germans didn't flinch and immediately broke off into smaller groups going right after the snipers.. her brothers. Panic set in as her rifle was raised, the bolt pulled back and a new bullet placed into the chamber she began to shower a group headed away from her with bullets. The majority of them missed, however it did the job of slowing them for a few moments before moving onwards. As for the dead German boy, he had been dragged off of the street it seemed, and while she was slowly taking all of this in.. she could already hear the multiple pairs of footsteps echoing from down the hallway.