“TEN HUT!” The deep husky voice boomed around the field. The field could be said to be a perfect artistic masterpiece if it wasn't situated inside a military camp.
Rows of military men stood erect next to each other as they awaited the orders of their superior. Soon a muscular man donned in exquisite military uniform with three stars stripes on his shoulder walked out.
“Shit! It's Major Cutthroat!”
“Are we being assigned to Major Cutthroat!?”
“Our days in the military is over! Mama I'm dying soon!”
Murmurs arose amongst the ranks of the soldiers. Major Cutthroat was known for his brutality in the army and he personally disposed of any soldier who disobeys his order during any operation; No Court-martial, just a bullet in the head, or a slit across your throat.
“Hush! Or I will be sending you girls to meet your creator!” His voice boomed again. This time there was absolute silence.
“You girls are being assigned to me! And believe me when I say that I do not.. condone any weakling in my squad!” his voice resonated with utmost authority. At this time, all eyes turned to a particular individual who had a stoic expression on his face. This action piqued the Major's interest and his next word proved it.
“You! Soldier! Front and Center! Now!”
“Yes Sir!” a lean youth with black hair and blue eyes walked out and stood in front of the Major. He should be about twenty one years of age, yet his build suggested he was the type to be picked on and bullied. Yet there was no flicker of fear in his eyes, only defiance and the Will to attain something higher. The Major immediately recognized the boy. He had already been briefed of the soldiers in his squad and as such he knew everyone of them. Unfortunately the boy in front of him wasn't truly the brightest amongst the soldiers in the army.. in comparison, he was like the early Steve Rogers before he became Captain America.
“What's your name Soldier!” the Major asked. He already knew who stood in front of him, but to exert dominance, he demanded the name from the soldier.
“Bryan! Sir! Bryan Grayson! Sir!” the boy answered.
“Grayson! From now on you're in charge of carrying our equipments! Do I make myself clear!?” Major Cutthroat said with authority. His tone proved it wasn't a request but an order.
“Crystal Clear! Sir!” the boy answered. There was no change of expression on his face. This annoyed the Major as he did not get the satisfaction he wanted.
“Get back in line!” Major Cutthroat ordered with a grimace on his face.
“Yes Sir!” Bryan replied and walked back to his former position.
Bryan Grayson, age twenty one. His original name was Bryan Browne Houston, but due to the fact that he and his mother were excommunicated from the Houston family, Bryan changed his name to that of his Mother's. His mother was a maid who served in the Houston's family mansion. One night Anthony Houston; his father, could not control his lust for his beautiful mother, thus he forced himself on her. His father accepted responsibility but when it was time for his father to take on the position of Helmsman in the Houston family, the upper echelons insisted Anthony should purge himself of all muddy blood. Thus his father, without a second thought, pushed him and his mother away.
Back then, he was called a bastard and an illegitimate child at a tender age, and got chased out of the home, together with his mother, whose asset and valuables were seized. She had made use of the eight years Bryan was born to build up a small corporation company, but the Houstons seized everything, leaving them with nothing to fend for themselves. He had a high persistent fever at that time. And while holding him in her arms, his mother knelt by the Houstons' doorstep and pleaded for help, only to hear them say coldly
“We don't care about the lives of those who are not one of the Houstons.”
Afterwards, his mother brought him to Oceania, a fishing village where she worked hard to make ends meet. Although life was tough, she managed to raise him to adulthood. However his mother developed an illness and became bedridden after years of toiling and living a strenuous life.
At that time Bryan had just graduated from college, and his meagre wage was barely a drop in the bucket compared to the hefty medical bills. He swallowed his pride and tried to seek help from the Houstons, only to receive a heartless rejection, harsh mockery and criticism, which made him feel hopeless and great resentment towards the Houstons.
Bryan went back home and sold everything that was of value in the house, including most of his clothes. He managed to raise up some money which will enough to cover up a year's worth of treatment at the hospital.
Bryan then decided to leave Rockville behind and join the military. He swore to make a name for himself so that he can finally take care of himself and exact revenge on the Houstons.
The Major had briefed them of the mission. It was a simple Search and Destroy Operation. It sounded so easy when the Major said it, but Bryan knew he was only saying that to boost the soldiers' morale.The RBO (Red Blood Opposition) were planning an assault on the Alorea Nation soil, thus the military had issued out a Search and Destroy Operation. Even though this mission was going to be dangerous and life threatening, Bryan did not shy away, he knew this was the opportunity he had been waiting for. If he could show an outstanding performance during this mission, his position will certainly be elevated. This thought bloomed in Bryan's head as the chopper whirled towards their mission target: Lorium *Ratatatata!Zip! Poof!Gunshots rang in the air as Bryan and his team engaged in a firefight against the terrorists militia troops. Someone must have leaked out information as it seems these guys were waiting for them, and they walked right into an ambush.“I fuck
“..Wh..what..what is this?” I could feel pain raking my body as he coughed again. The explosion decimated everything within 30ft around him. The mortar artillery he had been setting up had already blown to bits, why wasn't he dead then? And what was that voice he heard in his head? He thought he was in the afterlife so why was he back here?. I raised my hand and I felt it was strange. “I should be dead..blown to pieces..why I'm I still whole?” the flesh showed signs of peeling and nothing else, but instead of blood, he saw red lights around his palm reattaching the flesh and healing his palm. * «The Military System has been activated» “Who said that?” Bryan became fearful. But the voice kept mute, he thought more and realize he didn't hear this voice with his ears, rather it was as if it communicated via telepathy. «Host's body condition and physique is unsuitable for the system, bypassing host's authorization, reconstruction of body initialized» Just as
“Alright boys! Let's go out there and help him clean up those fuckers! We shouldn't let him have all the fun!” Major Cutthroat roared to raise up the morale of the soldiers. He still could not believe what he was seeing. The young boy whom he thought to be a weakling was taking out the RBO soldiers faster than a super soldier. His pride was pricked and he could not wait to get into the action. The same could be said for the other soldiers as they could feel their blood boiling in excitement.“Let's go!” *Meanwhile Bryan had just been surrounded by a group of three men. These men did not look like the ordinary RBO soldiers at all. They were dressed in black spandex and skull masks. They seemed like ninjas, except they had no swords.“Who are you?" He questioned as he was a bit wary of them. The aura they were giving out was like that of a tiger. Before Bryan could ask another question, they attacked him. It was a fast and clean kick aiming for Bryan's solar plexu
Click!Bryan walked into the Major General's office and saluted.“Sir! You sent for me Sir!”Major General Bourne seemed to be in his late-forties, with a bald hair and a Caesar's moustache. The man gestured to the chair in front of him for Bryan to sit.“I was told by Command Sergeant Major Cutthroat of your achievement. I must say I am impressed.” the man spoke with a smile on his face. His voice was a bit identical to that of Command Sergeant Major Cutthroat, except for the ferocity part.“Thank you Sir, I was merely doing my duty.” Bryan replied with a humble expression on his face.“Oh no son, what you did is what no one else was willing to do. You chose to face more than two hundred RBO soldiers alone, just so you could make sure your teammates survived. Now that's commendable, but what got my attention is this report here made by your commanding officer.” he said while tapping on the file on his desk.“You took out a kill count of more than a hundred RBO soldiers alone. Now if
The soldiers formed a wide circle so as to create a stage of some sort. Bryan walked to the middle of the makeshift stage and waited for his opponent while he scanned the faces of the Delta Squad.“Private Grayson! You have been selected by your superior to duel the members of the Delta Squad! Failure to win in the duel will earn you a court-martial for insubordination! If you are not confident in fighting, I suggest you get your sorry ass out from there now! Do you wish to proceed!?” Lieutenant Colonel Durke said with contempt and authority. In his mind, he could already see Bryan cowering away from the fighting stage. Unfortunately Bryan was not only confident he will win, but also he didn't just plan on fighting one at a time.Bryan glance at Lieutenant Colonel Durke and smiled“Affirmative!” Bryan said, then he turned to Major Cutthroat and saluted.“Private Grayson reporting for duty! Sir! I pledge to uphold not only the honor of the Alorea Nation, but also crush the enemies alon
Bryan came over to Major Cutthroat's office. The Major General had received an order from the Secretary of Defense to send someone capable to guard his daughter while he goes on a campaign trip with the Alorean President. He instantly thought of the new rising star; Private Grayson. After briefing Major Cutthroat of this vital matter, it was now up to Major Cutthroat to brief Bryan of the upcoming mission and how important it was.“Sir! You sent for me Sir!” Bryan saluted as soon as he stepped into the office.“Have a seat Private.” Major Cutthroat said in a gentle tone.“Thank you Sir.” Bryan responded in a respectful way and sat down.“Private Grayson. I will get straight to the point. We have just received a mission from the Secretary of Defense himself! He requested that we send someone to guard his daughter; Maryanne. Are you up for the job!?”“Affirmative! Sir!”When Bryan heard the word 'Mission' from his commanding officer, he started to shift gears into his mission mode.“G
The girl stood up and glared at Bryan. She was a beautiful girl with long black hair that was tied into two messy low pigtails. She had a fringe just above her blue eyes, her body was fair and slim. She seemed to be exuding an almost haughty aura.“Hey! Why the hell did you throw me!?” the girl asked Bryan in an irritated tone.Bryan who had once stood on the battlefield and defeated level 3 metahumans, fought six strong soldiers without a tinge of worry on his face, was now very much worried. He didn't know what to say in a situation such as this, he didn't even know how to have a dialogue with people as he's always been excommunicated from almost everyone who came across him. Now he has to talk this girl whom he already wronged? Besides, this was not just an ordinary girl, she's the only daughter of the Secretary of Defense! This is a great headache.'I can't believe I'm going to fail my very first covert mission. I have to do something.'“Sorry Ma'am, for throwing you. It was an ac
Bryan saw the targer shout at him, and call him a weirdo. Everyone looked at the girl with a surprise expression on their faces, even the teacher was stunned as he heard what the girl just said.“Do you know each other Ms Maryanne?” David asked a bit confused at the sudden outburst. Maryanne regained her composure and noticed everyone's attention was directed at her, bluehed and shook hrr head.“Sorry, I guess I got the wrong person." Maryanne glared at Bryan as she once again sat on her chair, blaming Bryan for the embarrassment sbe was currently facing.“Okay, why don't you introduce yourself then.” David gestured at Bryan to make his introduction.Bryan stood in an upright position and was about to salute but stopped himself from doing so. After getting pushed away from the Houstons years ago, he had always fantasized himself of being a soldier, besides, soldiers fear no one and are respected everywhere. He graduated with good grades just to fulfil his Mom's wish and also help out