Artificial

Official

Initiate Two

"Today the forces of Forward Operating Base Ayala have gathered to witness the enlistment of Initiate Two into the Interplanetary Alliance for Freedom Marines, Force Recon Division," Casey announces, his voice steady and monotone. "She will skip training via Wartime Provision 2, Subsection Sierra-Foxtrot, with the approval of all Force Recon Operators stationed here. Does anyone present wish to change their mind on the matter?"
I know they won't say anything, but the silence still makes me nervous.
"Good," Casey announces after thirty seconds that pass like hours. "Senior Operator Pax will now administer the Force Recon Oath."
Pax approaches, wearing armor I haven't seen her wear before.
"Raise your right hand, Initiate."
I do as I'm told.
"Put your left hand on the IMC."
I look at the thick book in her hand, which has "IAF Military Codex" embossed on the cover, then place my hand on it without further hesitation.
"Recite the Oath."
I take a deep breath, and clear my throat.
"I, Initiate Two, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Interplanetary Alliance for Freedom against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the IAF Joint Chiefs and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to the regulations listed within the IAF Military Codex. May fate smile down upon me."
"Congratulations, Recruit Two," Pax says with a genuine smile. "Welcome to the IAF Marines."
The crowd of Recruits and Operators goes wild, but Pax continues. "Report to the armory at eight AM sharp for assignment. Godspeed and good luck, Recruit, I look forward to having you on the team."
"Thank you. I look forward to being on it."