Short Stories

The SRP

When Jayce joined the army,  he was concerned his heightened strength would cause concern... so he toned it down a bit. Only 20 pull ups instead of his regular 40, and so on. But early one morning he decided to go on a jog on his own, clocking a 3 minute mile. When he got to the end, he paled as he saw his sergeant standing with his arms crossed.

"A three minute mile?"

"...Yes, sir."

"Not possible."

"...Apparently it is sir."

"Not for a human."

"Well there isn't any other being besides human. Besides animals I guess."

"I think we both know that's wrong."

"...Please don't discharge me, I like it here, sir, truly."

"Oh, I plan to do just the opposite. What being are you?"

"W-Werewolf sir."

"Born or turned?"

"Turned at age 13 sir."

"Bit?"

"My thigh."

"Mhm."

Jayce couldn't tell what his sergeant was thinking, was he going to be told to go home? Get in trouble? He couldn't go home, Tyler still grumbled when they spoke over Skype and Finn still looked disappointed and Casey constantly looked worried. He couldn't face that in person yet.

"Have you ever heard of the SRP, soldier?"

"The what?"

"The Supernatural Recruit Program."

"No, sir."

"Follow me."

Jayce followed.

To be continued...