Captain's Pov...
"Captain...?"
"Yes soldier?"
I saw who the General had accepted into the program, and I had a few suspicions of who the General had his eye on. Something didn't feel right with this anymore.
"We have the list of the students that have been accepted from the school and have just informed them of their acceptance.
We now only need to send them an email with details about Saturday's departure; should we tell them anything else sir?"
"What else would we need to tell them?"
It still surprises me how some of these SOLIDERS are employed to work with us. It didn't look like any of them had any cognitive functioning of their own.
"Sir, shouldn't we tell them what they need to bring, what won't be allowed, what the program entails or any other extra information that they would need to know normally..."
"No. All that information will be given to them once they are here. We will confiscate any 'illegals' that they may bring along - that way we can do deeper research on each of them too - though I have a feeling I know who will be picked; whatever the cost."
"Yes, sir..."
I sensed her frustration and was not in the mood to deal with this. I had better thing to do. Why couldn't the Sergeant deal with this or was he too busy kissing the General's ass to do any of his own work. Him and his team need to be put on their place. Speaking of... he should actually be here to monitor his team instead of having the General have me be here.
"So, what is the problem?"
"Do we tell them all the details about the program or not?"
'What did I just say.'
"No. All you need to put are when and where to meet.
Sugar-coat it if you have to but make it inevitable and very inviting. Oh, and definitely make it sound... fun."
"But sir..."
"What is it soldier?"
I could feel my agitation rising and I didn't want to show the Sergeants team what I am truly capable of. Although maybe that would help put them in their place. Shut them up a bit.
I also now realise how influenced the General is by the Sergeant. That is going to be a big problem for us.
The soldier in front of me was starting to show a little more of her attitude. She definitely resembled her superior in that regard. He definitely needs to go along with his team.
Just because I was labeled as Captain; purely for MY team; my status was actually only second to the General's. I know more than anyone else on the General's board of trusted members. I definitely knew more than the Sergeant... but I wonder.
This reminded me that we would have to get rid of the Sergeant soon. He pushed too much and couldn't keep his mouth shut when it came to spying for the General. He had already mentioned how captivating the chosen one for the program was. Even he was growing an interest in her. I would have to mention it to my brother and the rest of the team. He watched us too closely.
"What about their parents, won't they also need to be informed?"
"Soldier, this school is a very PRIVATE school and all parents are told from the moment that their child or children are dropped off, that they will not be informed of anything until their child arrives home for the holidays or if their child gets into any serious trouble.
In order for the school to do their job, the parents' must place their full trust in them and vice-versa. The only emails that are sent out on are their end of term reports.
That's what makes this school the best in the country and best in the world.
So, to sum up your stupid question, no, the parents don't need to be informed nor will they be informed until the end of term or when they 'return' home for the holidays.
Understood? Now go do your job."
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Heathen Series - Changed
FantasyHaunted by trauma, Stephanie seizes an escape through an army scholarship program, only to uncover a sinister plot that transforms her into a Heathen at the cost of her memories. Battling inner darkness and the General's twisted obsession, she must...
