Part 1 - Chosen?

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Your POV - Your House - 0930hrs

You get up for your average weekend and go downstairs to prepare breakfast. On the way down you notice a red enveloped letter poking though the letterbox. You grab it and sit down at the dining table, where you open it.

Mr [l/n],

                You have been chosen to serve under Her Majesty in this time of need. You will be picked up at 1300hrs and transported to Rose Barracks from the town hall. You will have training with no costs attached. The Kit list for required items has been supplied below. More  details will be issued  upon arrive.

Regards

Lt. Colonel  Shields

You: Well, this isn't how I expected to spend today, but I haven't got much time. Lets see what the kit list requires...

You have a look down it and see general admin items: 

Clothes for recreation, leisure and night; wash kit (with razors for men); pens and a notepad....  

A suit?

You: I think I still have my old tuxedo from highschool prom that should still fit. Ah, those were the days.


1230hrs

After getting all your things together, you remember a final unlisted item. You go upstairs and open the loft. You rest the ladders and climb up, then turn your head torch on. You look around until you see what you are looking for: An oak chest with silver fittings. You open it up and rummage through. One of the first things you see is an old sepia photograph from the trenches of the Great war (with you are guessing your great granddad), then a grainy coloured one with your granddad in after the Battle of Berlin with a couple of Russians celebrating the victory over the Nazis. Near the bottom is what you came for. You pull up an old Scottish basket hilted broadsword, with accompanying gold and red sheath. You check the blade, and it is as sharp as any modern one,

You: This should do for any unwanted close combat.

You get out of the loft and place it carefully in your bag, to avoid impaling any of the contents. You set off to the town hall, which is only a few minutes away.


1300hrs

After waiting a bit, an old looking coach pulls up and the doors open. The driver doesn't even look over as you get on, since she doesn't appear too enthusiastic. The doors close and she sets off before you get a seat, causing you to stagger,  and you seem to be the only one on. You get to a seat and put your ear phones in and look at your hometown one last time.


1500hrs

You can see the military base coming into view, and you notice something is off: there are no men anywhere. It is obviously fine for women to serve in the armed forces, but for all of them to be female? That seems a little strange, and hopefully, you'll get some answers. The bus comes to an abrupt stop and the doors open, to which presents an armed guard.

Female guard: If you would follow me, miss, we-

It takes a few seconds for it to register that you are not, in fact, a 'miss'

Female guard: (over radio) UNKNOWN PERSONNEL IN THE BASE AT DROP OFF POINT ECHO! (to you) GET ON THE GROUND NOW!

You are actually quite terrified, so you do as she says. She places the muzzle of her rifle at your head and you hear sirens going off as several land rovers surround you. Out of one of the cars steps a woman with long platinum blonde hair in smart khaki clothing, with a rather short skirt that does her wonders to say the least.

???: You must be [l/n], I presume?

You: Depends on whose asking?

???: Lieutenant Colonel Laura Shields, the commanding officer here.

You: Then yes I am.

Lt. Col: Good, because we've got a lot to catch up on. (Over radio) AND WOULD SOMEONE TURN OFF THAT DAMN SIREN!


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After quite a few requests to do a harem, I've decided to do one with a bit of a twist. The full chapters will be available for £1.99 each. Just Kidding! I'm not EA. But the next chapters will be double this length if not more. So, I will update it soon!




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