With their parents out of the country, the Draiman children had to start relying more on each other than ever before. They stayed as tight knit as they possibly could. The acting patriarch, Jacob, made a weekly phone call to check on all of his siblings making sure that they were all ok as they were all scattered across the country as well as the globe. Simple things kept them close; not that they weren’t close before.
Being the children of a retired rock star wasn’t all it was cracked up to be, especially with a last name like Draiman. The Voice of the Resistance, as he’d been known through most of their lives, was now just something that most children read about in history books- whether he was still living or not.
Five years after their parents retired to Israel, the Draiman kids were unknowingly getting ready for a new threat on the horizon; the same Occupational Army that their father was so vocal against when eight of the ten of them were not but children was threatening to try to rise back into the upper echelons of the government and wreak havoc on the people once again; a third Holocaust. And it was up to one woman, the oldest daughter of the Voice, and her siblings to stop it.
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