Revenge on the Other Side

Phase Three

Five years.

Five long dreaded years since I realised that the shit hole I live in brings nothing but eternal conflict. I used to think what I was doing was helping us. Bringing an end to the century long war, but I was wrong.

I thought that if I put an end to the Other Side that it would be over. The good would win. But how do we know we aren't just as bad as them. If not worse?

We don't and that's the problem.

I killed a child and what do they do? Fucking promote me, because I helped them the information they needed in order to have an upper hand in the war. They didn't care. They didn't even bury the fucking child. I saw what they did. They just left him there.

How do I know this?

I visited the site a week later only to find the two corpses of father and son. Rotting together. Is that how they are going to leave me? A fucking corpse rotting on a begotten field? I didn't sign up for this. None of us did. This was chosen for us. I had no option, but to become a soldier, after all it was what I was bred for.

So now meet Lieutenant fucking Dimitri Evans. The hero who killed a child in cold blood in front of his father before murdering him as well. How proud the people are to have someone like me defending their homes, their children.

And now I'm training the next round of soldiers to die for a worthless cause. In march the young adults ranging from the ages of sixteen to eighteen. They have been training their whole lives for this. Starting with physical training in agility, strength, the ability to use a gun, as well as intelligence etc. They have been preparing for this their whole lives behind closed doors and now I'm opening them. My job is to get them to use these skills they have leant and apply them to a real situation they will face.

I call out there names one by one.

"Cassie Auber!"

"Sir yes sir!"

"Ricky Butler!"

"Sir yes Sir!"

"Tyler Darter!"

"Sir yes sir!"

"Macey Fern!"

"Sir yes sir!"

"Mason Fern!"

"Sir yes sir!"

"Allison Hunter!"

... no answer.

"Allison Hunter!!!" I yell louder this time, eyes searching for the dead weight.

"Oh sorry, here!" My eyes snap to their victim.

"Excuse me?" I ask deadly silent, stepping in front of her.

"Oh right. Sir YES sir!" I stare at her for a moment, waiting for a glimpse of fear to strike her, but I see nothing. I look back at my folder, on her profile.

"Ah, that makes more sense, you're a sub." Her nose scrunches up in distaste upon hearing those words.

"What makes sense... sir?"

"Your total lack of regard towards authority." I look her up and down noticing her height and lack of muscle, they must be desperate for soldiers if they are going to send a sub like this one down here. She won't last a week in the field. "Your stature as well." She goes to open her mouth for a retort but I shut it before she can speak, I whisper so only she can hear me "In this world power means everything and right now you have none. Now since I'm guessing you haven't had much training and I'm willing to help you, twice a week after training we will meet and I will make you strong enough to hopefully last your time here. Got that?" She nods her head in submission. "Good."

I address the rest of the group once more. "From here on out, things will be different. This is the real world, some of you here may lose your life within the next few years, so there is no room for mistakes. I'm Lieutenant Evans your new commander. In the next couple of months your transition into the field starts, this is not a game so don't treat it as one, because if you do, I fear there will be no second chance."

THE END

A/N

This story will continue on in 'The Other Side' with Alison or Ally as the protagonist. Like I said earlier it wont be up for some time, however keep tuned. Thankyou for reading. ;)