Die Little Bird

Die Little Bird

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Whether or not I made the top ten doesn't matter: I am brave, skilled and motivated. Whether it was for a specific goal, or simply because I realized it was what needed to be done, I choose the Survey Corps., widely thought to be both the bravest and the most insane of all the branches. I have a higher tolerance for fear and adversity than members of the other branches, and I am stronger than the average Garrison or Military Police member. I can be cold and distant, but not many of the others have seen the horrors I've seen. I am highly skilled and very intelligent, being the branch that does most of the fighting and most of the research. I, more than any of the others, am a soldier.
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I always knew i wasn't meant for the heels anyway. When I joined the army, I was young and foolish. I thought I would become invencible but my first experience in the field showed me just how naive I was. Abandoned by my own nation, with a team of 5 brave men, sent on a suicidal misson. In the middle of the nowhere, thirsty, starving, I realized the real essence of humanity. We conquered the desert, we completed the mission, they said. We were heroes, they said. However, most of us, dead heroes. I lost my whole team to the desert. The president, the media, never confirmed their deaths. They gave them as lost in the field when I myself saw them fall one by one. They gave them as lost in battle when we both know just how they died. My mistake? I opened my mouth. I was not gonna let them spread lies about my men, about my team! Mistaken airstrike? My ass! My men died because the people in the white house decided we weren't worthy of support. I threatened to expose the truth myself and when I did, they had no better way to shut me up than to send me back to war. However, if before who my enemies were was crystal clear, this time I wasn't so sure. I wasn't gonna let their deaths be in vain. I wasn't gonna let them sell the lie. The truth would come out, even if I had to go through hell and back. And I did...

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