Beyond the Stars

beginning of the beginning

Peter nudged me awake, a wall of blue leather in front of me, a window leading out into the endless grasp of space. And too my right was my life time friends Peter an Baker. Baker would smooth out his cadets uniform which was a deep dark black color with a engineers patch on his right shoulder. Peter was in the exact same uniform except his patch was unlike mine and Bakers.
Peters was a snipers scope aimed upon a turkey, TACTICAL was imprinted above the patch. Though unlike the two I had the most known patch out there. Two snake like lines going around a pole of such the letters MEDICAL engraved above the patch.
I shifted in my seat looking around me and sit up a bit in my seat, looking at the vast set of black cadet caps.

"Little too flashy don't you think Roman?" Baker asks smoothing out the final crisp in his uniform.

"Your so dull- this is the softest fabric I've ever seen!"

I shuddered at a grim lactated voice. "Not for long cadet."

I bite my lip gazing up at the tall figure in a deep blue Navy's uniform a large section on his chest dedicated too serving a spot for the multi colored ribbons implanted there. A light blue patch edged across his right shoulder.

"Commander?" I ask reading off the words.

"Well- thank you for the assumption but no. Im Gunnery sergeant of the naval company Lancer." The man rubbed his chin for a second and shifted too face the three of us before speaking again.

"Your going too be on Templars naval squad as it seems."

He states. With a small edged grin. Though I shake my head at him replying.

"Sorry sir~ But we signed up for the infantry units."

The man chuckled putting his right hand on his waist.
"Listen boys, everyone on this transport is being sectioned off on a desolated sector. There you will be trained on the a class F space station for the Naval corps..." he stops for a second. And grinned again.

"Any swabbies that don't pass the naval corpsmen camp- WILL be implanted in infantry units..where no soldier wants too be... As you see the infantry are the frontline ranks who charge fully lined defensive portions of the enemys entrenchment and bases. The NAVY corpsmen and women come in too clean things up. As too what im getting at is 8\10 infantry men and women don't come back from their missions..."

He nodded at us.

"Think about that when you deiced too fail basic."

I gulp gazing over toward Baker and Peter who were both just as frightened by the encounter with the bringer of news.

"Well then.." I finally say breaking the silence between the three of us. "Who here is excited about the station?" I ask raising my brows trying too forget about the man.

Peter shrugged and Baker nodded at me giving me one of his signature I guess so.

I stick out my lip before going back too the window beside me.
The vast expansion of space was soo dull except for the bright stars and bulbs deep in black abyss. Though one thing stood out in the black landscape, a large station encircled by rings. Lights flickered and shimmered off of the station and each texture and gulf in the stations rings seemed too become more visible with every second passing. Before we knew it we were pulling in through a large shimmering purple wall that we washed through, the wall opening up just enough so we could fit through and shimmering back too its watery and transparent phase as we were out of it. We landed with a hiss of pressurized air and steam. A large metallic door cranking open.

"Alright cadets- Single file lines, aligned! No cover! Move!"
A short blue naval officer yelled from outside the ship, standing on a plastoid flooring which shinned like a diamond and was smoother than marble. I slowly stood up from my seat as so did Baker and Peter who hadn't spoken since the meeting with the Sergeant.

We stood outside the large transport ship, which hissed and fumed with smoke and steam.
A tall, thick stomached naval officer stepped forward toward the single line of new founded cadets. He tilted his head back looking each of us up and down before walking down the row occasionally stopping too look more closely at some of us, tapping and patting some of the cadets. Each one of us sweating and remorceing the ideal of even signing up. The officer stopped, squinting at a young male cadet who wasn't even looking at him in the eye as he was at attention. The officer snarled for a second and ripped the cadets name tag off, raising it in front of him as he stepped back too look at the line of cadets.

"You see this?" He barked raising the patch up. "This is just a piece of fabric! After this station has had its turn with you all You'll be more than just swabbies!" he tossed the tag aside just as a petty 3rd class officer bent over too snatch it up.
"I want separate lines depicting what your profession is! Move!"

The row slowly mushed together as one by one each cadet formed their own row, one for engineering where Baker was, one for science or field scientist- and medical where I was lined up at. And then there was tactical which was a rather small group of women and well, Peter and some other male cadet. Unlike the rest of the lines tactical had almost 7 members.

"Alright!" the officer yelled walking toward engineerings line.

"You all are the back bone of our navy! The warriors with a blow torch- you are marine unlike any, you will be combat engineers who support the Navy's army!"

The officer then walked toward medical skipping science. The line murmuring as they were passed by.

"These fine men and women!" he starts dropping his hand too make a small angled knife hand, then continued.

"Are your saviors on the field! You will kiss their cheeks and praise them for their work as without them each and every one of you will die at some point!"
He nods at us with respect unlike engineerings line.

"And now what do we have here? We don't usually have tacticals here very often. They are normally stationed else where, specifically on station 13." he grinned at the small group.

"Though I hope you embrace our warm open arms. You are all very brave men and women." he dropped his grin seconds later and threw his arms up.

"Guess introductions have been finished up- please...welcome..the cadets too their rooms."

The officer slowly tapped out of the hanger bay through a slide door.

Blue navy officers slid through too escort each line out of the hanger.

"Move it~" a Petty 2nd class officer barked shoving his plastoid stick into my back pushing me back into the group of medical cadets. I sighed looking up toward a large metallic door which the medical cadets were ushered through.

This should be fun.