Seraphi Septs couldn't stand her Commander, Zayd Ryden. He was a right bastard who made her life absolutely miserable every chance her got. He'd seemed nice at first, when they'd met but "happen chance" in the outside world. She'd just arrived in the city and had little over an hour before she had to report in for military training. She was trying to make the most of what free time she had left and stopped off at a little snack shop.

As far as the eye could see there were soldiers everywhere. Of course the snack shop was right next to the military base. Seeing everyone in their uniforms got her all exited. She couldn't wait to get one of her own. Unlike some cadets she was eager to start training. Ever since she was young, she'd always loved experiencing new things. As her mother like to joke she and her father were hopeless optimists. While most people saw trouble in new things they saw possibilities.

Though... admittedly, she was a little nervous, not about the training of course but the restraining. She'd heard rumors on the bus that once you started training they made you work your ass off, to reach your peak performance, which meant no junk food! No junk food! Seraphi didn't know how she would do without. She had a bit of a sweet tooth. If she was going to lose access to junk food, for who know how long, then she had to have at least one more Brinny Bar.

They were her favorite candy bar! Sold in most stores it was a sizable, chewy, chocolate brownie, shaped like a bunny that had been dipped in creamy caramel, covered in savory chocolate and rolled in salted nuts. She knew if there was one thing she was going to miss it was a Brinny Bar. She waited for the store to empty out some, then began looking for one in the candy isle. She quickly found this store had two massive candy isles, given the soldiers were limited on junk food, she could guess why. She knew first chance she got leave, she was probably coming back to this shop and filling up.

She found the bars and grabbed two, it would be a lot to finish off so quickly but she thought she could manage. She smiled to herself and also grabbed some mint gum. She looked around a bit more, for anything else she might want but saw how long the check out line was getting. It was nearly out the door and didn't seem to be moving all that fast.

She quickly got to the back of the line hoping she wouldn't be late to check in. The line slowly inched forward and she heard someone humming. She'd also heard it while she'd been looking for the Brinny Bars. She realized it was close by now, coming from the man standing behind her. He was quite close almost up against her back. She turned slightly and saw a rather handsome man dressed in civilian clothes like her, though his were much nicer.

While she wore an old sweater that fell off one of her shoulders and ripped blue jeans, he had on tight fitting leather pants and a leather jacket. His hair was short on the sides but longer on the top and styled. He was standing so close to her that she could smell him and he smelled amazing. He noticed she was staring at him and gave her a friendly smile.

She stumbled forward some and awkwardly smiled back at him then...then she caught sight of his eyes. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw how beautiful they were! They were literally breath taking. A light shade of blue she couldn't quiet place. For a moment she lost track of herself staring at them as they stared back at her.

Then suddenly, he leaned towards her, her lips quivered as he got close, so very close. Her heart shipped a beat not knowing what to expect and then he politely said, "I believe it's your turn."

"Oh," she said in an almost whisper, "My turn…" It took her a second to gauge what he was saying. As he pulled back she process it. When she did she gasped realized how badly she'd been staring and that she was holding up the line. She quickly turned around beyond embarrassed. She stepped up to the counter and put her two Brinny Bars and gum down. The clerk looked at her strangely as her face was bright red. He rang her up and she quickly paid wanting to slink away.

She was too mortified to look back or even apologize, she just shuffled out of the store. Once outside she took several deep breaths and found a quiet place to stand and decompress. She had no idea what that just was….what had come over her. She didn't have a lot of "experience" when it came to men. Her parents had been researchers so she'd hadn't grown up around a lot of people...especially her age. Most of them were much older or much younger then her. Still...she had no excuse for what just happened, that was so lame.

She shook her head and opened one of her Brinny Bars. She took a big bite and closed her eyes as the flavors wash over her. She hummed with such delight and thought she was definitely going to miss-

She heard someone clear their throat close by "Um, miss, excuse me, miss,"

"Yes." she said opening her eyes.

She quickly found it was that handsome guy from the line. She couldn't help but light up as he flashed her a charming smile. For a moment neither of them said anything. They just stared at each other. The man's mouth moved like he was going to say something but he didn't.

After a few seconds he looked away then furrowed his brow and asked."Is that any good?"

"What?" she said, still mesmerize by his sudden presence.

"That." he said pointing to her Brinny Bar. "I've never had one."

"Oh! OH!" She said lighting up, "It's the best. It's so choc-lately and chewy, with caramel and nuts-"

She watched as he looked back at her, his eyes lit up and he seemed engrossed as she gushed about it. She found her heart and mind racing. She could have been a spoke person for the Brinny Bar, the way she went on and on about them. She was just so caught off guard by his good looks, smile and those eyes.

Without thinking she offered up her bar, holding it out to him, "You can have a bite of mine!" She froze and quickly realized how weird if not gross that was, offering a complete stranger a bite of a candy bar you'd already bit into, "Sorry, I mean you should try one."

Before she could pull the bar back, he surprising her taking hold of her hand. He leaning forward and took a big bite of her bar. She watched him chew it and look up as if he were carefully calculating the bite. After a moment he swallowed then nodded and said, "Hmmm, yes, you're right, it is rather good." He gave her another smile, followed by a sultry look and a wink. He let go of her hand and her heart nearly exploded as she realized she'd forgotten to breath yet again. She gasped for air as he wiped his mouth then asked "You around here or just passing through? I mean are you around..ehh." He turned his head away looking flustered. He closed his eyes and said, "Are you from around here or just passing through?"

For a second she honestly didn't know. She'd forgot all about the military and training. She just started at him. He opened his eyes and gave her such an intense look as he waited for her response. Her lower lip quivered and she finally manage to recall, "Uh, no, neither, I'm here for uh...training."

"Hmm," he nodded smiling, "At the military academy."

"Yep," she said.

She watched his eyes slowly drop and then rise up. He ran a tongue over his teeth and she realized he was checking her out, right in front of her or at least looking her over. She wasn't used to such a thing. They locked eyes and he seemed to realize what he was doing. He looked away annoyed then looked back like he was going to say something then complete turned his back to her and said, "Well good luck."

She found his behavior rather strange but cute. He was so handsome yet seemed shy and awkward. It was nice to know she wasn't alone. "You too," she said. Then froze, furrowing her brow, she realized she'd just wished him good luck but for what. Her was walking away, she stumbled after him but tripped over her own feet. He turned and she nearly bumped into him but managed to just catch herself.

She quickly regained her footing and apologized "I'm so sorry," she said, "I meant to say Thanks. Thank you for uh the good luck."

He chuckled then raised an eye brow and asked, "Are you okay?"

Was she okay? No! She was acting like a total fool but she couldn't seem to help herself around him. Again she wasn't used to guys...especially one as fine as this. Without thinking she said "Yeah, I'm so sorry it's just your so hot! I mean handsome oh no um good looking uh I mean...ah." she covered her mouth, trying to make it stop.

She'd never been more embarrassed in her entire life. Oh she wished she could just disappear like a magician in a poof of smoke. His smile just kept getting bigger and bigger. She had to looked away from him or she swore she'd die of embarrassment. Not looking at him seemed to help some, she rested a hand on her forehead and took a deep breath before saying, "Don't mind me I've spend the last few days on a bus barely getting any sleep and clearly this sugar is going straight to my brain."She was scrambling to find any excuse she could think of, to explain such bad behavior.

He didn't say anything he just chuckled. She didn't know if that was good or bad. She watched as he stepped back then turned around again. He walked over to a motorcycle in the parking lot. He picked up a helmet from the handle bars and put it on. He got on the bike then lifted his visor before turning back to her and saying, "Maybe I'll see you around."

"Maybe." she squeaked her face was so red she could have been a tomato.

She watched him drop his visor back down and shake his head. He started up his bike and backed out slowly before turning and pulling out onto the road. Once he was gone, her common sense thankfully returned. She shook her own head and let out an exasperated sigh. She was so embarrassed and almost hoped they wouldn't meet again. She finished off her Brinny Bar and then scarfed down the second one, still a bit shell shocked. She didn't know why she'd acted so goofy around him, like she'd never seen a hot got before...well in person.

She couldn't believe she offered up her bar to him but he had taken a bite. She squealed recalling his sultry look after and that wink. Was he flirting with her? No way! Not a guy like that! But he had to be right? I mean she doubted he was THAT curious about a Brinny Bar but maybe...maybe. They were just that good! She regretted eating them so quickly but at least she'd gotten some before

She kept thinking about what happened and thought things could have gone so much better. She shouldn't have gone on like that about the bar. She should have offered him her other one since she had two or just said "It's good you should try one." and leave it at that...like a normal fucking person.

She kept on replaying it, shaking her head and making animated gestures, every so often she'd internally cringed. The people around her must have thought she was crazy. She let out a loud groan when recalled how she'd called him hot then, handsome and good looking...RIGHT TO HIS FACE! What he must have thought! How much more obvious could she get! She definitely needed to step up her game but dating was the last thing on her mind right now, not when she was about to go into the military for the next few years.

Still... now that everything was said and done he had been rather handsome and those eyes. He was definitely the kind of guy you wouldn't expect to see beyond some movie or your dreams. She tried not to dwell on it any longer and spent the next few minutes walking around and chewing gum. If things had been left at that, he would have just been some hot guy she'd embarrassed herself in front of. Who knows maybe if they'd met again on the outside, things could have been different but as fate would have it, they met again later that day…

When it was finally time to check in she went to the military base and was instructed to get on a tram with other cadets. Once enough cadets were on the tram it drove them through the base to the military academy. From there the cadets got in line, they were issued their military ID, given their manuals, uniform and various gear. After they had collected everything, military guides gave them a quick tour of the academy before taking them to their assigned rooms and bunks. On each bunk there was a small piece of paper with their first set of orders.

Their guides instructed the cadets to unpack their things, put them away and use a detailed poster on the wall to get dressed in their uniforms. Once they were properly in uniform, they were to take their first set of orders and report to their squads field within the hour. After that the cadets were left to their own devices.

It seemed easy enough. Seraphi set her things down on her bunk and looked over her orders before looking around. The room was filled with several dozen bunk beds split into two row, lined up against the walls with space to go down the middle. Seraphi had gotten a lower bunk, she began putting her things away as she listened to some of the other girls chat. They were all around her age, everyone in her country had to serve in the military, once they turned eighteen and the next rotation came up.

Growing up they were all taught that mandatory military service, was six months of training, then two years of standard service. Upon two years and six months they would be released from their service unless proven to be an asset. Then they had the opportunity to enter the main military where service could go on from a few years to a few decades, making the military your career.

Seraphi did not want the military to be her career. She wanted to be a baker and planned to go to culinary school once she got out. She had a dream of owning a little shop some place near a beach and baking to her heart's content, making cookies, cakes and pies. From there she'd hoped make some friends, maybe meet someone and fall in love. She'd like to get married and have a few kids. Mostly she didn't have any big plans she just wanted to live a simple life. Maybe she'd travel one day but she hadn't though that far out beyond what she wanted to do and the dream of a family. Who know perhaps her plans would change along the way.

She put her things away and then got dressed... almost according to a poster on the wall. She took a bit of liberty, not liking the undergarments. She didn't think anyone was going to be able to tell. Her uniform already had so many layers, a tank top, shirt and then jacket. For the bottom she had to wear some legging, the pants, then socks over the pants lets and boots that laced up. It seemed like a lot especially since it was still the hottest time of year. The hardest part was her hair. It was quiet long and they wanted it to go into a tight bun on her head and then expected her to wear a cap on her head. It kept falling out or strands of it would get free. She got it on her fifth or six time and was one of the last girls to leave the room.

She used the map on the back of her orders to find her squads field. When she got there she saw a bunch of cadets were already spread out and lined up. She handed her orders to a woman who was sitting at a table that had been set up. She took the slip of paper and put it on a stack with others before having Seraphi sign in. She was then told where to stand in a line of fifteen shoulders spread out an arms length apart. She was to wait with her arms at her side to be introduced to her commanding officers.

She went to her spot then looked around with her hands at her sides. Her squad was made up of a mixture of sexes. In a squad each person had value, training would hone in on their skills and abilities and help the military to determine where they should be properly placed among the ranked. By the end of their mandatory military service every citizen should know the very basics of how to defend ones self and their country should they be invaded or go to war.

Seraphi hoped she would learn a lot...She hoped they'd never be invaded or go to war but if they did she wanted to know what do to. A lot of the cadets looked excited like her but a few also looked rather nervous. It was going to be a long two years and six months but they had all known about it and been preparing for this moment most of their lives. It could either be a wonderful time or a miserable time depending on how you chose to look at it.

Her father had loved his time in, he'd gotten to travel in a hotel air balloon and see all sorts of sights. He'd been chosen as a courier for his two years. Her mother had found it rather full. She'd been assigned to the kitchens cause she could cook and hadn't left the mess hall. Seraphi liked to think she had a leg up because of it. Her mother had taught her all the dishes to make, things could have changed in the last twenty or so years but she knew how to cook large meals with ease and was hoping to get chosen for the kitchens.

An air horn went off and everyone was drawn to a big solider. He looked at least six maybe even seven feet tall, he had to be the most muscular man she'd ever seen. His uniform almost didn't fit it was so tight. He definitely looked like one dude you wouldn't want to mess with. She heard their training officers were suppose to be intimating and he definitely fit the bill.

He shouted introducing himself "MY NAME IS COMMANDER MORT LYONS! YOU WILL CALL ME COMMANDER LYONS! YOU WILL MAKE EYE CONTACT WHEN I AM SPEAKING TO YOU AND SAY YES COMMANDER AFTER EVERYTHING I SAY." He stopped speaking and a few people looked around. One guy said yes commander and the others joined in unsure.

Commander Lyons got upset and yelled. "WHAT SORRY SHIT WAS THAT! EVERYONE GIVE ME TWENTY SQUATS NOW!"

Everyone quickly began doing squats, he ran up on several cadet's if they didn't fall deep enough or rise up fast enough, He chewed them out and made them do more. Once the last one finished he yelled, "THAT WAS PATHETIC! YOU SORRY PIECES OF SHIT CAN'T EVEN TAKE A PROPER SQUAT! NOW LET ME HEAR YOU!

Everyone shouted "YES COMMANDER!

He gave them all a stern look and said, "I AM IN CHARGE OF YOUR PHYSICAL TRAINING. I WILL MAKE SURE EVERY LAST ONE OF YOUR SORRY ASSES KNOWS HOW TO MOVE. YOU WILL JUMP WHEN I SAY JUMP! YOU WILL RUN WHEN I SAY RUN. YOU WILL DO WHAT I SAY EVEN IF YOU ARE YOUR LAST BREATH BECAUSE I AM YOUR COMMANDER."

He paused then and they all quickly shouted. "YES COMMANDER!"

"NOW LISTEN UP SCUM! THIS IS COMMANDER MESALINE PIRAH! YOU WILL CALL HER COMMANDER PIRAH." He said gesturing to a female officer who was in he dress uniform. She had a decorated jacket with a knee length skirt, nylons and matching heeled boots. Her hair was a tight bun and she looked very disinterested. "SHE IS IN CHARGE OF YOUR EDUCATION! WHEN I AM NOT BURNING YOUR ASSES YOU WILL LISTEN TO HER AND DO AS SHE SAYS. YOU WILL PAY ATTENTION AND LEARN SOMETHING! IF YOU DO NOT LEARN THEN I WILL TEACH YOU!"

"YES COMMANDER!" They all shouted. Seraphi had a feeling their voices were going to go out, if they had to keep shouting like this. She had no idea how he could shout so much.

Another solider stepped onto the field in a different colored uniform and Commander Lyon's puffed up his chest, "NOW THIS IS YOUR TOP COMMANDER! ZAYD RYDEN! YOU WILL CALL HIM COMMAND RYDEN. YOU WILL NOT SPEAK TO HIM UNLESS GIVEN PERMISSION. YOU ARE NOT WORTH THE GRIM ON HIS BOOTS. AS OF NOW HE OWNS YOUR ASSES. HE WILL BE YOUR JUDGE, JURY AND EXECUTIONER OF YOUR TIME HERE! HE WILL DECIDE IF YOU MAGGOTS ARE WORTHY OF THIS MILITARY! HE WILL DECIDE WHO GOES ON AND WHO WILL REMAIN HERE WITH ME!"

There were several groans and whispers from the other cadets. She was surprised given how scary commander Lyons was but other cadets seemed to be upset Commander Ryden was their top Commander. She heard whispers of him being the worst top commander you could get. He was suppose to be super strict.

He stepped up from and quietly spoke, unlike Commander Lyons, "Did I give you permission to speak?" The entire squad fell silent. She tried to get a good look at him. He was wearing a hat and had sunglasses on. He continued speaking quietly so they all had to strain to listen. "As you all should have gathered by now, from here on out, the three of us are in charge. You will not speak, eat, sleep or so much as take a shit without our specific command. You will follow orders to the best of your ability and under no condition question our orders. You are cadets, maggots, the bottom of the food chain. We are your commanders top of the food chain. What we say is law, got it, good."

He put his hands behind his back and began to slowly pace. He spoke a bit louder now and was easier to hear "Now let's see how many of you can follow simple instructions. Today each of you were given gear and assigned a bunk. You were given two orders, to dress and show up on the field. All of you but one have shown up on the field. Congratulations! Now let us see how many of your are properly dressed. How many of you followed the instructions listed on the poster to a T. We will now be going around to each and every one of you. Only when I address you and ask your name will introduce yourself, Cadet and your last name only. You no longer have a first name. You have to earn that! You will then SLOWLY turn and show me your uniform. If you have gotten it correct you will be set aside and wait for your next set of instructions. If not you HAVE NOT. You will dress down to your skivvies. From there you will be properly informed how to wear your uniform. Then when instructed you will dress down and put what you have just learned to the test. If you still have failed to succeed you will do it again and again. If at any point after today your gear is not properly worn you will strip down and go without that day. Because if your gear is not on properly then you might as well not be wearing it. Your gear is life without it you are dead. So remember to always have it on properly. Understand cadets. Let me hear you."

"YES COMMANDER!" they all yelled.

"Good. Then let's go!

OH NO! She thought she was going to be sick as they got started. She regretted not wearing the undergarments now. She couldn't have anticipated they'd make her dress down! What was she going to do! She watched Commander Ryden stand in front of the first cadet. He put his hands behind his back and ordered "NAME!

"CADET FINER" Finer shouted, then started to slowly turn.

He barely got started before Commander Ryden tapped Finer's shoulder. It seemed to mean something because Commander Lyons was on him like a mad dog who had just been let lose. "YOUR A DISGRACE CADET FINER! YOU WOULD BE DEAD! DO YOU WANT TO BE DEAD! NO! REMOVE THAT UNIFORM RIGHT NOW!" He got in Cadet Finer's face tearing him a new one. He trembled as everyone watched him stripped down to his underwear. Then Commander Lyons yelled orders on how to properly dressed. Seraphi was even, more sick….she didn't want to be yelled at. Still maybe she wouldn't maybe she'd pass and it wouldn't even be a problem.

She had followed the poster to the letter, she just hadn't used everything. She bit her lip and tried not to worry. They moved slolwy one man passed but seven failed as they moved down that first line. Then they came upon a Cadet who like her hadn't worn the undergarments. She hadn't caught his name she'd been so lot in her thoughts but noticed when he undressed but didn't remove his leggings. When he stopped undressing Commander Ryden got in his face, "Why have you stopped cadet!"

The Cadet tried to quietly respond.

"WHAT'S THAT!" Commander Ryden yelled making him speak up

"Sir, this is all I have on sir!"

"WHERE ARE YOU ASSIGNED BRIEFS!

"I didn't wear them, sir!"

There were several dozen snickers but Commander Lyons shut it down fast with a single look.

"AND WHY NOT CADET!" asked Commander Ryden.

"They made my balls itch."

Commander Ryden put his hands behind his back and began to walk around the cadet making a mockery of him. "YOU DIDN'T WEAR YOU BRIEFS CAUSE THEY MADE YOUR BALLS ITCH! I SEE ANO SO WILL THE ENEMY WHEN YOU'RE DEAD! DRESS DOWN CADET!

The cadet jumped as Commander Ryden yelled at him from behind. He scrambled pulling down his leggings and exposing his privates to the entire squad. Seraphi blushed feeling embarrassed for him and knew she was to soon suffer the same fate. "DO YOU BALLS ITCH NOW CADET?"

"NO COMMANDER," he said going to cover himself but Commander Ryden slapped his hands away.

"NO CADET DON'T COVER THEM NOW! THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED IS'T IT! THIS IS THE CHOICE YOU MADE! TURN!"

He made the cadet turn and they all got a good look. She didn't mean to but it was hard not to look. The cadet looked absolutely mortified. "NOW CADET! TAKE A LAP AROUND THE FIELD AND THINK ABOUT THIS THE NEXT TIME YOU THINK ABOUT GOING WITHOUT.!" The Cadet took off running and Commander Ryden stepped back until he was in front of the squad and addressed them. "IF YOU DON'T WEAR YOUR GEAR YOU MIGHT AS WELL EXPOSE YOURSELF!"

Commander waited until the cadet had ran around the entire field naked then chewed him out until he go back to his spot. He snapped his fingers and Commander Pirah went to a long table Seraphi had first missed it had all sort os fear on it. She grabbed a pair of briefs and handed them to Commander Lyons. He threw them at the cadet's feet and proceeded to tear into him about how to put briefs on followed by the inform.

The whole ordeal was rather unsettling but at least she knew what was going to happen now. She was going to be mocked and made to run a lap naked around the field but at least it wasn't the end of the world. She was a little worried she'd get into massive trouble but seeing as they had a system for it, they must have had this happen a few times. She bit her lip and watched as they reached her line they slowly drew closer cadet after cadet. Very few cadets got it right and were made to undress.

When they were right next to her she watched closely and noticed Commanders Ryden's head kept slightly turning in her direction. Commander Pirah was right next to him and also noticed. She looked at Seraphi suspiciously. For a moment the two women's eyes locked before Commander Pirah turned her nose up and looked away.

Once Commander Lyons was chewing out the latest failed cadet. Commander Ryden made his way towards her. He licked his lips and removed his sunglasses. He folded them putting them in his upper jacket pocket. He stepping in front of Seraphi and she looked up at him as he order "NAME!"

She gasped as she was struck with those beautiful ice blue eyes once more. Yes! She could place the color now! She could see they were the color of ice as they stared down at her coldly. Her jaw dropped as she realized her top commander was that guy she'd met at the snack shop a few hours ago. The handsome one she'd made a complete full of herself in front of. She cringed thinking he didn't seem so shy or cute now glaring at her. She hadn't realized he'd spoken and didn't understand why he suddenly looked pissed off.

"ANSWER CADET!" Yelled Commander Pirah. Commander Lyon's stopped shouting at the cadet next to her and took notice of Commander Pirah shouting orders. He stepped away from the half dressed cadet and stepped up next to Commander Ryden who was still glaring at her. She swallowed nervous everything was so quiet and everyone's attention was on her. She didn't understand what she was suppose to do. Then it came to her, she was suppose to say her name. Had he asked yet...clearly.

She opened her mouth as he cleared his throat and said. "NA-

"SERA-

They both froze having spoken at the same time. He looked agitated and roared, "NAME!

She jumped crying out as his spittle hit her face. She quickly collected herself and shouted "CADET SEPERPHI SEPTS! SIR! She began to turn but he put his hand up.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!"

She swallowed panicking what had she done wrong! Was she turning to fast. NO he asked her what she just said. She'd done what everyone else had wait no... she said her first name when she wasn't suppose to. She was suppose to earn that, "OH SHIT!" she cursed loudly THEN "OH NO! I'M SO SORRY! SIR! She put her hands up to her mouth!

"HANDS AT YOUR SIDE!" Yelled Commander Lyons.

She put her hands down but kept going, "SORRY SO SORRY I-!"

Commander Ryden's reached out and grabbed her face with his hand. It happened so fast she'd had no time to react. He tightly squeezed her cheeks together and roared in her face, "SHUT UP!"

He let go of her face and then grabbed the back of her neck again before she could react he was so fast. He forced her down on the grass and roared, "DID I SAY YOU COULD SPEAK MAGGOT! CAN YOU NOT FOLLOW SIMPLE FUCKING ORDERS. I SAID CADET AND LAST NAME ONLY! I DIDN'T GIVE YOU PERMISSION CURSE OR BE SORRY!"

He was right in her ear yelling at the top of his lungs. No one had ever forced her to the ground and tore into her like this. She thought she'd got a feel for it watching the others but it was nothing like when it was happening to you. His grip on the back of her neck was so tight it hurt. She whimpered stated crying, "WHAT'S THAT CADET ARE YOU CRYING! DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO CRY!"

He shook her by the back of her neck and she cried out "NO!"

He slammed her into the grass more "AGAIN DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK!" WHAT CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND ABOUT KEEPING YOUR MOUTH SHUT. EVEN A FUCKING DOG KNOWS HOW TO KEEP ITS YAP SHUT! ARE YOU LESS THEN A DOG CADET SEPTS!"

She didn't respond. He held her face to the ground for another minute or so. Then roared "NOW LET'S DO IT AGAIN! CADET AND LAST NAME ONLY" He let go of her then shoved hr on to her side. "LET'S GO GET UP! GET UO!"

She got up on he feet but was shaking and struggling to hold herself together.

He glared at her as he stepped in front of her. He got so close she could feel him breathing on her, "NAME?"

Her voice choked, "Cadet Septs.."

"WHAT'S THAT!"

"CADET SEPTS!" She shouted.

He stepped back and ran his tongue over the top row of his teeth. "TURN!"

She turned hoping her uniform was okay, maybe she wouldn't have any more trouble...ever the optimist right. She only turned slightly before he put his hand on her shoulder. She stiffened as he squeezed her shoulder and then moved on. A second later Lyons was in her face to dress down.

Commander Ryden turned to move on to his next victim or he should have been. Commander Pirah was already half way to the next person when he instead step back and crossed his arms wanting to watch her undress personally.

She fumbled with her buttons, zippers and snaps and was moving to slow, "FASTER MAGGOT WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!" Lyons shouted it didn't make her move any faster. She opened her shirt and revealed she had no bra on. Commander Ryden shook his head. She moved on to her shoes socks and then lowered her pants. She was now only in her tank and leggings. She removed the tank and then the leggings. Command Ryden wiped his mouth looking at her breasts and then his eyes widened looking down at her sex. "YOU FORGET SOMETHING CADET!"

He got in her face. "WHERE IS YOUR UNDER ATTIRE! SPEAK!"

"I don't...i...uh ….i uhh!" She shook

He grabbed the side of her arms and mocked her "UH UH UH! SPEAK UP!
"I DON'T LIKE TO WEAR IT SIR!"
"Oh this is gonna be good," said Commander Pirah coming back to stand next to them.

Commander Ryden shouted "WHY NOT! ANSWER!"

"I'M A FREE THINKER! I MEAN SPIRIT! FREE SPIRT SIR"

"You are something alright," someone cheered and then there were a few whistles followed by laughter from the other cadets. Commander Lyon's shut it down quick.

"NOW CADET SEPTS ARE YOU A FREE THINKER OR FREE SPIRIT! WHICH IS IT?"

She swallowed, "BOTH!"

He pressed his tongue a againt his cheek, "SINCE YOU LIKE TO BE FREE AND RUN YOUR MOUTH WHY DON'T YOU GIVE ME TWENTY LAPS!"

"TWENTY!" she stammered without thinking. "But you gave that one guy-

He reached out snatching her mouth and squeezed her cheeks together again. "SHUT UP!

He snapped the fingers of his other hand "PIRAH THE TAPE!"

Commander Pirah rushed off and grabbed some tap from the supply table. She almost pranced back a big smile one her face. She handed it to Commander Ryden, "SINCE YOU CAN'T LEARN TO KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT WE'LL SHUT IT FOR YOU!" He unspooled some tape and taped her mouth shut.

When he was done he tossed the tape roll behind him and Commander Pirah caught it,"NOW GIVE ME THIRTY LAPS CADET!" He roared and smacked her ass hard. The field was so quiet she swore it echoed.

Commander Lyon's was on her ass then and roared out "THIRTY MAGGOT THIRTY! MOVE MOVE! MOVE!

She started running stumbling out of her pile of clothes. She rushed to the edge of the field and ran around it. She couldn't believe this in all her years she never imagined she'd be running around naked with her mouth tapped shut. She'd also never been more scared and humiliated. She knew training could be brutal but this was intense.

They commanders moved on and some other had to join her for a lap or so but no one go more laps then she did, not even two other girls who had gone all natural like her. She just kept running and running and running. She got so sick at one point she fell to her knees and regretted eating those Brinny bars.

Commander Ryden was instantly aware she'd stopped even though she was on the other side of the field. He roared "SEPTS!" She didn't care scrambled to untapped her mouth. She just managed to get it undone before she vomited. All the adrenaline, exertion, fear and embarrassed came crashing down or should she say up at, once.

It had tasted amazing going but was nasty on it's way out and looked like poo. She wiped her mouth as he reached her having run across the field. He stopped just before her and demanded. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT SEPTS!"

She glared up at him fiercely thinking he knew what it was. He looked at her for a second pursing his lips and furrowing his brow. When Commander Lyons ran over Commander Ryden shouted "DID I SAY YOU COULD STOP RUNNING CADET OR REMOVE THE TAPE!

"I GOTSICK!" she snapped

He crouched down getting in her face. "DID I SAY YOU COULD GET SICK!" He practically barked at her. She looked at him like he couldn't be serious. He snapped his fingers and Commander Pirah suddenly appeared with the tape roll. Commander Lyons got her back on her feet.

"PLEASE SIR" she whimpered but he just covered her mouth out

"DON'T BEG CADET! SOLIDER IN MY ARMY DON'T GROVEL! YOU NEED TO LEARN NOT TO RUN YOUR MOUTH OFF! NOW MOVE OUT AND RUN ME OFF MORE THAT FREE SPIRIT! GIVE ME THIRTY!"

Commander Lyons let her go and she stumbled forward but started running around the field again. They went back to their inspection and she kept going around and around each lap felt longer then the one before it. She wasn't sure if he wanted her to finish her first thirty or start another thirty she just kept running not wanting to get yelled at again. Apparently Commander Ryden was keeping track at one point he yelled "SEPTS. GET YOUR WORTHLESS ASS OVER HERE!"

She ran back to her clothes feeling cold and fatigued. She'd been in shape but not that good of shape. Instead of Commander Lyon's running her through how to get dressed. Commander Ryden handded her a braw and underwear the personally informed her how to put the underwear and her uniform on. She got dressed and they continued going through the rest of the cadets.

All together after two hundred or so cadets… only about ten had managed to get it right on the first round. "LOOK AT THIS SORRY EXCUSE!" said Commander Ryden he shook his head. Then turned to the ten that got it right, "CONGRATULATION YOU ARE DISMISSED UNTIL 0500 TOMORROW! AS FOR THE REST OF YOU DRESS DOWN AND LET'S DO IT AGAIN. GET DOWN TO YOU SKIVVIES THEN DRESS BACK UP! NONE OF YOU ARE LEAVING UNTIL IT'S PERFECT!"

He moved through the line faster this time. He knew all of their names. How he had memorized two hundred so quickly was beyond her. Once they were dressed he called out their name, then either nodded or tapped them, If tapped they had to dress down again. When he got to her he took a deep breath. She turned for him. He shook his head then tapped her. She got undressed down to her underwear then dressed again. He went through until the line was done. Twenty or so made it this time, then thirty the time after. It was starting to get dark. Commander Pirah gave them detailed instructions and this more then half passed. Each time Seraphi did exactly what she was taught and was sure she had it right but when Commander Ryden came up to her and tapped her shoulder.

At one point she let out a groan as she started to undress. He heard that and stepped back to her, "WHAT'S THAT SEPTS!"She looked at him wide eyed but said nothing, "YOU WANT TO GO RUNNING AGAIN! THIS TOO BORING FOR YOU!"

She frantically shook her head. "WHAT'S THAT I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

She tried to say no sir with the tape on her mouth but it did no good. "ONCE YOU'VE UNDRESSED GIVE ME ANOTHER TEN LAPS!"

She undressed to her underwear and ran again. He moved on. It was getting later and was dark and cold out the lights were on in the field but she was still there. She felt achy, tired and hungry. He had her dress for him then pointed out how her buttons weren't properly snapped and the zipper not all the way up and how she was moving too slow. She though he was being petty but did it up again anything not to not have to run anymore. Her feet ached from all the exertion and standing. He moved through the remaining cadets until there was just three.

"YOU THREE MUST BE FUCKING IDIOTS! CLEARLY!"He got in each of their faces "YOU HAVE WASTED MY TIME AND THAT OF YOUR FELLOW SOLDIERS! YOU'VE MADE COMMANDER PIRAH AND LYONS LATE FOR DINNER! DO YOU THINK YOU DESERVE DINNER TONIGHT!"

She hoped so but he shook his head. He ran his hand over his face, "YOU'RE WORTHLESS DEAD WEIGHT. EACH OF YOU IS GOING TO HAVE TO PROVE YOUR WORTH OR YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO MAKE IT PAST THIS MOMENT. I WILL AND HAVE HELD PEOPLE BACK FROM THEIR REQUIRED SERVICE. I WONT HESITATE IF ANY CADET FAILS TO MEET THE EXCEPTIONS OF THEIR TRAINING! THINK OF THAT EVERY TIME YOU DECIDE TO FUCK UP. SANDERS...MIKA...DISMISSED!"

The two cadets left and it was just her now. He got quiet "You're done for today Pirah, I know you've got class to prepare for,"
"Yes sir," said Commander Pirah "Thank you sir. Allow me to clean up first,"
He nodded and for a sliver of a moment he almost seemed human again, instead of this raging psychopath. He lit a cigarette and slowly smoked it glaring at her. After a minute or so he looked to Commander Lyons and nodded. He got in her face yelling at her to dress down again do it over and overto the point she was in tears. She felt like she was in a fucking never ending nightmare and eventually collapsed on the ground thinking she was never going to get it right...not the way they wanted it.

When she wouldn't get up Commander Lyons looked like he was going to get her but Commander Ryden waved him off. He put out his cigarette walked up to her and grabbed her by the back of her neck. It was so sore now it hurt so much. He forced her to her feet and hissed in her ear. "Is following orders hard for you Septs? Huh? Are you incapable of of meeting the most basic of standards. Maintaining your uniform and keeping your trap shut. Am I going to have to keep a close eye on your free spirited ass."

She looked at him as tears streamed down her face. He grabbed her face with his other hand and smeared the tears across her face. He jerked her about then shouted "STOP CRYING! SUCK IT UP! YOU'RE NOT A BABY! YOU'RE A SOLDIER NOW! THERE IS NO MORE MOMMY! NO MORE DADDY. NO ONE IS GONNA SAVE YOUR WORTHLESS ASS HERE. THERE IS ONLY ME NOW! YOU LIVE TO PLEASE ME! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!"

She looked at him honestly unsure of what he wanted. He seemed unpleasant when it came to her. She couldn't even respond with her mouth tapped shut. He smiled at her as if reading her mind then ripped the tape off her mouth. It hurt like a son of a bitch she cried out but quickly stifled it as he gripped her neck tighter and ordered "SPEAK!

"YES COMMANDER!"

"WHO DO YOU LIVE TO PLEASE SEPTS? SPEAK!
"YOU COMMANDER RYDEN!"

"GOOD!" He shouted. "NEVER FORGET THAT AND WE WONT HAVE A PROBLEM!

She saw movement out of the corner of her eyes and shifted her gaze from his. Another cadet was casually coming onto the field eating and apple. The others didn't notice him just yet with as dark as it was. He almost seemed to appear out of nowhere. Commander Ryden noticed her distraction and followed her gaze. When he saw someone had arrived he let go of her and whistled which got both Commander Lyons and Pirah's attention.

"HALT SOLDER!" Shouted Commander Lyon's.

The cadet halted and Commander Ryden stepped away from her. "What business do you have here?"

The cadet scratched his head, "Sorry I'm a little late I was suppose to report to my squad field and meet my commanders?"

Seraphi couldn't believe it. The one out of two hundred that hadn't show up. The dude was suppose to be here hours ago. Commander Lyon's looked at his clip board, "CADET IRIE!"

"That's me," the cadet casually waved, "So uh what's up," He looked around at the situation. For a moment Seraphi locked eyes with him and he furrowed his brow looking concened considering she was half dressed it was understandably but he had no idea what was going on or how much shit he was about to be in. Commander Pirah had froze in the middle of her clean up turning to watch what was about to happen.

Both Commander Ryden and Lyon's looked absolutely murderous. They were on this poor cadet in a flash yelling and chewing him out for how late he was and casually walking up to them. They took his apple and chucked it across the field. He tried to explain his situation but they shut him down not having any of it. Commander Lyons ordered him to start doing laps as he ran behind him chewing him out.

She just stood there slightly shivering but happy to have a small break. She thought she was going to be lowest in her squad but apparently this guy had just swooped in under the wire.

"Septs" said Commander Ryden without looking at her. "Get dressed and report back at 0500 hours.

She nodded, she almost couldn't believe it was over. She quickly got dressed the rest of the way and left. When she got back inside she learned dinner had been over hours ago. At this point she didn't care, she just wanted to crash. A few of the female cadets were still up and teased her a bit when she finally got in but again she didn't care. She was just happy it was over and collapsed on her cot.

A few minutes after that lights out was called and everyone went to bed. She was so so tired and for once miserable. All of her optimism just went out the window and she was sure this was going to be the longest six months of her life and….oh was it.

The next morning she and the cadets were woken before the sun had even rose. They hair their bunks tossed by several officers. Commander Ryden personally when through her calling her gum contraband. He confiscated it and she was punished to no say another world the entire day since she liked to flap her jaws so much. After the officers and commander were done with their room they went on to another. Commander Pirah then instructed them on what and wasn't allowed in their bunk along with how to properly set it up per their manuals.

After she approved their bunks they were sent back to the field for morning exercises. Commander Lyons was already out there and looked to have been up all night with Cadet Irie who was still running laps. He looked exhausted but was still expected to put in a full day. Once enough cadets were on the field Commander Lyons had them stretch and then doing morning exercises followed by a run around the field a few times. Once that was done they were given a short break before he separated them by height and showed them how to march. He took them around the field a few times before finally dismissing them for breakfast.

Seraphi licked her plate clean she was so hungry. After that they had classes with Commander Pirah. She showed them how to fill out proper paper work. Apparently there were various types of forms in and an array of color. She clarified just what things required paperwork and how to fill each one out properly. Then they spent the entire morning filling out examples of paper work. At one point she went around quizzing them. She called upon Seraphi but knew she wasn't suppose to say a word having been in this morning toss up.

Commander Pirah sat on the edge of her desk with a slight smile as she demanded to know what the orange sheet was for. She tried to mime it and even wrote it down but Commander Pirah simple looked at her nails and kept escalating things until she was sent from class to Commander Ryden's office. He had her stand in the corner of his office holding up a lager dumb bell while he filled out paperwork and took calls. At one point he wrote down how liked his coffee and instructed her to go down to the mess hall and get him a refill. He reminded her not to say a word which made things harder especially when lunch hit.

By the time she got back to his office he wasn't there. She set it on his desk and went to get lunch. He was at lunch and demanded his coffe and that it better not be cold. He and Commander Lyons chuckled as she shuffled off to get it. She just barely made it back to lunch and got in a few bites before they were ordered to move on to their next task. They had some more class work, followed by a morning run and then they taught them how to put up a tent. If your tent could collapse with one good push you had to start again. Her parents had been researchers and they'd often had to sleep in tents in various conditions. She knew several tricks to getting a tent up quick and keeping it standing.

When she finished first Commander Ryden was not pleased. He came over examined it pushed it. It didn't break and she smiled...that seemed to upset him because he made her run more laps since she'd finished so soon. The others just got to rest after they were finished she didn't think it was fair.

After they were all set up they took them down and had to put everything in a pack. This was much harder. Everything had come packed and no one had really paid attnetion how it was in their sacks so they had to figure out how to put I back.

She was struggling with it when Cadet Irie came over to her and showed her a trick. She managed to get it in and whispered, "Thank you,"

"You're welcome," he whispered back, "You okay,"
"Yeah," she said what about you,"

"Exhauted."

She laughed and suddenly Commander Ryden was upon them."Cadet Septs. Cadet Irie! Just what are you doing?"

Neither respond, "Speak,"

"Cadet Septs was just helping me sir."

"Helping you...Cadet Septs is not allowed to speak,"

"SHE DIDN'T SIR!" said Cadet Irie. She looked at him and couldn't help but smile. He was trying to take the trouble for her.

"CADET IRIE ARE YOU LYING TO ME!" shouted Commander Ryden. "IT IS A VIOLATION TO LIE TO YOUR COMMANDER!"

"I AM NOT LYING SIR!"

"THEN WHY DID I HEAR YOU TWO LAUGHING!"
She thought they were in for it but Cadet Irie said, "I BROKE WIND SIR. IT MADE A RATHER FUNNY SOUND!"

"YOU BROKE WIND!" said Commander Ryden getting in his face.

"YES SIR!"

"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE!" Commander Ryden persisted, "I AM TRYING TO TRAIN YOU TO SURVIVE HERE!"

"YES SIR!"

"SINCE YOU LIKE BREAKING WIND SO MUCH WHY DON'T YOU GIVE ME FIFTY DEEP SQUATS!"

"YES SIR!"

Cadet Irie had to be exhausted but he got to work. When Commander Ryden notice she was staring he got in her face, "DO YOU NEED SOMETHING CADET SEPTS."

She shook her head and went back to packing her tent. She couldn't believe he'd taken the heat for her. Those first few weeks were tough beyond tough. Everyday they were pushed to their physical limits and she thought she was going to die from physical exhaustion but somehow her body kept going and eventually adapted.

Every time Commander Ryden was giving an example to the squad and needed "assistance" he'd called her out. If she even looked at him sideways he'd make her do extra laps and exercises. He also didn't seem to like her talking to anyone. Sometime she'd be chatting in the mess line or after training when the other were allowed to and he'd just come up to her and make her do extra shit for yapping as he called it.

Someday's he'd have her hold weight over her head for hours on end. If she collapsed or passed out he'd just made her stay after or start up again the next day. He was always on her for something day, and night, even overnight when they had to train taking watch. One night cause she fell asleep during her watch he had her run all night long in her underwear..

She grew to despise him, thinking he was a cruel unrelenting bastard. She knew this was training and that their commanders needed to be hard on them so they'd learn this stuff but he really seemed to have it out for her. She kept wondering if it was because of how they first met or if he just didn't like her. The only other cadet that seemed to get more shit then her was Cadet Lincoln Irie.

She found out the reason he came into their squad late that first day was because his bus driver had a heart attack. Irie not only manage to steer the bus to safety but resuscitated the bus driver and helped another cadet who fell during all the commotion and broke their arm. He was praised as a hero and everyone wanted to hear about it.

He seemed friendly and very humble about it thinking he hadn't done anything special. He was just happy he could help nothing more or less. She admired that...admired that he was willing to go out on a limb for others even if it cost him but Commander Ryden didn't like him or his casual attitude. He would make him work harder then everyone else. It took some of the heat off her but they were often forced to do tasks, most the others didn't have to. Still because of it they quickly bonded over their shared hardships and became friends which only seemed to make Commander Ryden even more upset.

He started having her follow him around so he could keep a closer watch on her. People started talking behind her back calling her Commanders Ryden's bitch because he had her fetching things like a dog. Get me water! Get me a towel! Get me this paper work! I dropped my cigarette pick it up. Sometimes he'd use her back to sign paper work or had her get on all fours so he could put his feet up on her when he was sitting in a chair. It was degrading and humiliating but he was her commander...she could not say no to him.

Commander Pirah seemed to take pleasure in her misfortune and would go out of her way to make sure she got in extra trouble, keeping her late after classes or sending her on some errand when Commander Ryden had already given her orders. If she did what Commander Pirah said she'd get in trouble with Commander Ryden but if she ignored Commander Pirah then she'd still get in trouble for ignoring an officer. She just couldn't win with either of them.

One day she snapped and asked what Commander Ryden's deal was but that only got her in more trouble. He made her do a mountain of paperwork and mocked her for whining. The other kept calling her names and wouldn't talk to her outside training thinking she would get them in trouble. She told herself it didn't matter what the others thought or called her as long as she got though each day but some days were harder then others. Sometimes she felt so isolated. She knew this wasn't going to be easy but she didn't think it would be this hard. Some days she was just so tired and wanted to give up.

If it weren't for Cadet Irie, she didn't know what she would have done. He had a knack for cheering her up, even if it was something simply like a nod while she was doing punishment push ups or cheering her on as she failed to climbed a muddy rope for the dozenth time. When ever she fell down he kept telling her she had it. "YOU GOT THIS SEPTS! YOU GOT THIS!"

She'd take comfort in hearing his voice and pushed herself just that much further. Sometimes he'd be able to sneak away from whatever punishment they had him on and helped her carry a stack of boxes she was suppose to move endlessly back and forth because Commander Pirah, as she kept "changing her mind" on where they should go.

She'd help him by bringing him water after he'd had a long run or hoseing him off when he was covered in mud. They'd study in the library and help each other prep for test or anything they were struggling it. Yet every time they were caught being nice to each other Commander Ryden seemed to take offense. More then once he tried to humiliate Irie in front of the entire squad. He forced him to do things that were well above a cadets skill level, scale the hardest climbing wall in record time or climb the highest flagpole in the middle of the night, during a fucking thunder storm and change the flag.

He once had him scale down down the bases highest tower with a standard rope. When he kept succeeded Ryden had him run five miles in the rain in his underwear. Some of the shit was just crazy and dangerous Commander Ryden seemed determined to break him but Irie seemed just as determined to succeed and he was lucky. There were several close calls but he was always able to complete anything Commander Ryden ordered him to do, which only seemed to piss Ryden off more.

It made Seraphi happy to see someone get one over on the commander. Sometimes seeing Cadet Irie succeed motivate her to go just that much more. It was a long...long six months but they made it, only two out of their two hundred squad didn't pass because of injury or failure to complete all tasks. She was admittedly a bit smug when she got her Rank and name back. Prier Seraphi Septs. She was o happy to graduate and no longer had Commander Ryden as her top commander.

After the training graduation ceramony everyone was allowed the weekend to celebrate and celebrate they did. Seraphi and Lincoln ended up sneaking off from one of the parties and go drunk and sleeping together. The next morning they both had massive hangover from all the alcohol and junk food but they didn't regret what they did. They both had felt something there but hadn't had time to fully explore it. Dating in the same unit wasn't allowed but luckily they got different postings. Lincoln had scored high in geography and got to work in navigation. Where as Seraphi got her dream post to work in the kitchens. She was excited hoping to get some experience for when she became a baker. When they weren't on shift they were able to start dating and got to know each other.

Seraphi shared how she wanted to open a bakery when she got out and Lincoln told her he wanted to get into wood working. He was thinking of maybe getting an apprenticeship and making furniture or houses. He showed her some of the things he'd carved and she thought they were amazing. He was so good at it and she'd thought he'd do well. He wasn't really sure where he wanted to live. They both knew each others dreams but didn't talk about if they'd do them together. There relationship was new and down low. Even with them not being in the same unit they had taken a lot of guff during training. The other cadets had teased them a few times about being a couple. They were hoping to get some distance from their training days before they went public.

Things changed so much almost instantly they were both so much happier not being under Commander Ryden's command. Everyday Seraphi loved getting up, she do the mandatory morning work out, then hit the shower and start setting up the kitchen for the day. They'd make breakfast, clean up, prep for lunch and have an hour or two free time before they started cooking. They'd do lunch then go straight into dinner for the rest of the day. To her this was the best job ever, she knew her mom had always wished she got out more during her two years in but after the shit Seraphi had gone through through in training she thought anything else was amazing.

Every so often she'd run into her old commanders. They were still superior officers so she was suppose to be respectful but thankfully they weren't over her anymore. They had a new squad of cadet's to abuse. Commander Pirah and Lyons never gave her any grief but Commander Ryden always glared at her when she saw him around the base or he was passing through her line. Of course she always had a big smile for him, knowing he wasn't in charge of her anymore. If she could flip him off she would have. Rumor was, he was never in a good mood these days. She hoped his new cadets were giving it to him good.

After a few weeks of working the kitchens, Commander Ryden started staying late every night and would be the last one to leave the mess hall. He'd come in around dinner time and would just stay. He'd slowly drink a coffee, read a book or do paper work late into the night. Since she was the newest addition to the kitchen, she had to close and couldn't do so until everyone had left. She wondered if Commander Ryden knew this rule and was taking advantage of it to cause her even more grief.

She'd missed out on several dates with Lincoln and some fun events going on around the base. She didn't get what his deal was. He could do this shit anywhere else, why did he have to do it here and for so long. For nearly a month, he drove her crazy, staying late every single fucking night. She always stayed in the kitchen not wanting anything to do with him but she began to get agitated and tired.

One night when she was eager to leave early, she approached him and flat out asked him, "How much longer are you going to be?"

He looked up at her and smiled like the first time they met. It did nothing for her after all the shit he'd put her through. She couldn't believe she ever thought he was handsome. He just disgusted her now and she did nothing to hide it. He could write her up all he liked but he couldn't make her do shit these days.

He closed his book after a second and said "I could use a refill."

He slid his cup forward but she didn't take it crossing her arms. "I bet you could but kitchen's closed."

"Are you denying a superior officer's request?" he asked.

"Write me up. I don't care." She snapped.

"Is that anyway to talk to a superior? I know I taught you better then that and you didn't even greet me properly."
She just rolled her eyes and took his cup and saucer. When she was a cadet his word was law but she really didn't have to put up with his "power trips" anymore.

She started to walk away and he hissed "Septs!" She kept going like she didn't hear him but he cleared his throat and said, "Seraphi."

It was the first time she'd heard him use her first name. She turned and suspiciously asked. "What?"

He cleared his throat again and coughed before he asked. "How are you tonight?" He sounded off and was staring intensely at the table.

"Tired," she said shifting her weight,

"Are you, liking the kitchen?"

"Yeah." she said slowly. "I like cooking."

"I know" he said

"You know?" she said raising an eyebrow.

"In your application. You said you were hoping to be placed in the kitchens."

"Yeah so." she said.

"So you like it?"

"Yeah, I just said I did" she said. She didn't mean to be snippy but she didn't get what he wanted. She wished he'd just get on with it.

"Good," he said. "Good." He looked like he was almost in pain as he awkwardly sat there staring at the table. Several times he slightly lifted his head like he was going to say something but didn't. He just kept sighing and furrowing his brow.

She started at him for a moment longer waiting for him to say anything else, when he didn't she left the room and went into the kitchen. She washed his cup and saucer putting them away before she came back out. He was gone but had left something behind. She went to wipe his table down and saw he'd left a Brinny Bar. She found it odd picking it up. She looked around confused. Had he meant to leave it or was it an accident. She supposed it could be for her but she didn't get why? Now that she wasn't in training she could get junk food on the weekends whenever she wanted. Plus why would he give her anything? All together it was weird...their whole interaction had been, she tried not to dwell on it and finished cleaning up.

He kept coming back and she felt more comfortable cleaning around him. Instead of waiting in the kitchen until he left she began shutting everything down save for his table. She'd get every table cleared, refill all the condiments, wipe the tables down and put up the chairs on the tables so she could mop. Sometimes things would be nice and quiet but a few times he tried to "talk" if you could call it that. He was so stiff and looked like he was fighting the urge to take a bit shit every time he spoke. She didn't enjoy talking to him but didn't go out of her way to be rude. One night after she had finished wiping down the tables and began putting the chairs up, he was suddenly standing behind her.

"Did you need something?" she asked.

"I… do you have plans for when you're out?"
"Out?" she said confused. "You have to be more specific."

"After your time is up in the military?"
"Oh…" She did have plans but didn't want him to know about them. "No," she said after some hesitation.

He wasn't looking at her, he licked his tongue over his teeth and then said, "Maybe when you're out. You could, we could."

"Could what?" she said turning her back to him. She picked up a chair and put it up on the table.

He cleared his throat then said "Continue where we left off."

"Where we left off? When?" She said unsure of what he was talking about.

"The first day we met."

"Ohhh," she said feeling rather salty about that, "Do you mean the snack shop or when you shoved my face into the ground and said I was no better then a dog. Or when you taped my mouth shut and had me run so much I puked."

He let out a long sigh, "That was training."

"Training," she repeated like she shouldn't take it "personal." Right... telling me to shut up all the time and working me harder then the most the cadets," She was embittered and hoped he picked up on it. She casually turned around to face him once more and caught him looking at her quite strangely. He seemed almost transfixed, his eyes lit up and it dawned on her. She'd had a bit more wordly experience now and could see he liked her, "Wait... was that your way of showing me that you liked me?"

He stepped back suddenly looking offended and she wondered if she'd gotten it wrong. He quickly raised his voice. "I DO NOT NOR HAVE I EVER LIKED YOU! I am a superior and you are a subordinate. I have never treated you differently from any other cadet."

She looked at him and then around the room. It was just them but he was putting on a fucking show like someone else was here. He could just tell her she was wrong, he didn't have to fucking chew her out. She felt beyond lost, she forgot what they were even talking about. "Wait...what are we even talking about? I don't understand? You've lost me."

He looked at her and seemed almost pained. He let out a heavy sigh then looked around. He stepped back up to her and quietly said. "When you are out. When you are no longer in the military, we can REVISIT this conversation... perhaps over a meal." He gave her a wink.

Her jaw dropped. She felt even more lost then before "Wait? What?" She was getting all sorts of mixed messages from him. It was like the guy had a split personality or something. He'd just made it clear he didn't like her yet now he was saying when she was out of the military, he wanted to revisit this conversation...over a meal? Oh, oh she got it now! He was interested but because he was a superior officer they weren't allowed to "fraternize." At least she thought she got it this time. She clarifying, "Wait. Let me get this. You would like to discuss the "status" of our "relationship" to one another when I'm out of the military and you're no longer my superior."

"Yes," he said with a sigh. He smiled at her lighting up again.

This fucking guy! She just stood there astounded. She put her hand on her forehead and let out an exasperated sigh. There were so many better ways he could have said this but now that he had...what the fuck! Seriously! She let out a laugh thinking he had to be messing with her or something...right? I mean after the way he'd "trained her" to think she'd ever...EVER want anything to do with him. For a moment she considered what he was saying/asking. He might be "interested" but again the way he'd treated her was unforgivable. You don't treat people like that especially people you like. To be fair he was probably trying not to show "favoritism" but he had gone above and beyond to make her life miserable.

When they first met she had acted like such a fool, fawning all over him but she knew him now. She knew how cruel and ruthless he could be. Even if he had done anything to her, he'd still nearly gotten Lincoln killed more then once over his fucking ego. She didn't want anything to do with a person like that even if it was "training."

Without warning he reached out and moved a strand of her hair behind her ear. For someone who didn't even want the appearance of fraternizing it was a rather bold move. She realized she'd just been standing there, staring off into space but she'd been so caught of guard by this whole thing.

He gave her a friendly smile and said, "Even though our discussion will have to wait... perhaps we could be on more friendly terms. Uh, Seraphi, is such a lovely name, might I inquire as to its origin?"

He was acting all timid and soft... sickly sweet it made her sick. It was too late to be on "friendly terms." She doubted she'd ever change her mind about him now, not after everything. She was also with Lincoln and even then, even if she had no one in her life, she'd never be with him.

She took a step back and took a deep breath "I think we can finish our conversation here and now, Commander Ryden." He titled his head and looked at her strangely. She continued "While I may have originally taken an interest in you, when we first met. I've come to know you sire and if I may be frank. You disgust me and never in a million, billion years do I want anything to do with you outside of the military."

It was harsh...harsher then she probably needed to be and with a flare of dramatics. She probably didn't need that million billion part but she wanted her messages to be clear. She didn't want to leave any doubt in his mind. She may have indeed been interested once but no more...not ever again. He seemed to get the message loud and clear. She watched as he took in what she'd said. His eyes went wide then shifted from side to side. He looked like he'd been struck. For a moment there was even some pain as he looked down. Good! Fuck him! She politely smiled at him and then asked, "Is there anything else I can do for you Commander Ryden? Otherwise I have more important things to do."

He didn't respond, she waited for a few seconds then turned her back to him and continued to put the chairs on the tables. She got all the chairs up, save for his, before she finally looked to see how he was doing and found he was gone. She let out a heavy sigh and then shook out her arms. Her skin felt like it was crawling as she thought of having anything more to do with him. "Bleck no...no." She shook her head and then went to get the mop.

The next night she was able to close early as he was no where to be seen. The night after he was gone yet again. She did a little dance thinking this might be the end of it. He'd got her message and was gone. She thought she was going to get to close up early again and got to work. She gathered all the shakers, refilled them, wiped down the tables, put up all the chairs and had just come out with her mop and bucket when she saw Commander Pirah standing in the doorway of the mess hall. She looked at Seraphi and sighed. Her high-heeled boots echoed thoughtout the room as she approached her.

"Can I help you Commander Pirah?" she asked.

Commander Pirah raised a hand, "Yes, I need you to listen up." Seraphi squeezed her mop wondering if she was in some sort of trouble. Commander Pirah ran a hand over her hair. As it was after hours it was no longer in a tight bun but a high-poney tail. She ran her fingers through the end of it, twisting it, before swinging it over her shoulder, "Zayd is-" She paused then corrected herself, "Commander Ryden isn't a very sociable person."

"I've noticed," said Seraphi. Was she here about him? Seriously!

"Zip it," said Commander Pirah "Now, as I said he's not a very sociable person, the military is the only life he's ever known. He doesn't come from means but he works hard and is dedicated. He lives for this job and it is his only real passion. Rarely, rarely has he ever taken an interest in anything or up until this point anyone especially when that might interfere with his dedication. He's worked hard to get where he is Seraphi and doesn't take distractions or rejection for that matter lightly. You would do well to be more understanding and not so dismissive."

She clenched her teeth as she said dismissive. Had Commander Ryden told her what happened? She blushed feeling embarrassed. She just assumed it was going to be between the two of them with how he acted. "You two must be close friends."

"We are not," she said flatly, "I am simply a comrade. Now just in case you don't follow what I'm trying to say like in my classes. I'm telling you to RECONSIDER! You still have two years left. Two years is a long time. It can be a rather unpleasant time."

"Are you threatening me?

"Oh no," she said laughing it off, "I don't threaten...I do. Consider this friendly advice. He gave you your dream posting. I can just as easily make it a nightmare. Going forward you will be cordial should your paths cross and you will reconsider...his request or you will have unfathomable regrets."

She didn't wait for Seraphi to respond she simply turned on her heels and left. Seraphi also noticed Commander Lyons was here just beyond the door. He'd watched the entire conversation from the shadows. He gave her a sour look then left with Commander Pirah. "FUCK! She said dropping her mop.

She was a little more then freaked out. She hadn't really thought of the possible reprucsions of her rejection. She just assumed he'd go away but it seemed to have triggered a chain reaction. She felt like she was in one of her fathers gangster movies. "You would do well to pay up Mr. Sinclair….that is if you value your life."

She took down a chair and had to sit down for a minute. She really didn't like Commander Ryden….She didn't want to be "nice" to him but she really didn't like Commander Pirah's friendly advice. Fuck if she was so concerned she should hook up with him. She knew things weren't that simple. She finished cleaning up and went home. She had a restless night of sleep and found herself walking one eggshells over the next few days.

She kept going over what Commander Pirah had said, he got you our dream job so he had got her into the kitchens. She just assumed everyone had a chance at their request. She asked around and found out they were full up this rotation and someone else had an accident so they had an opening. She really really hoped it was an actual accident and not one that was caused. She knew she was probably being overly paranoid. The accident had probably just happened and he put her name at the top of the list for new postings. At least she'd like to thing so...she didn't want to believe anyone had gotten hurt because of her.

She kept an eye out for Commander Ryden but didn't see him, nor Lyons. She saw Commander Pirah a few times but she always acted indifferent as if she hadn't given her any "friendly" advice. She considered telling Lincoln about it but knew he'd want to take action and it could get them both in trouble. He was really liking navigation and she didn't want to cause him any more grief. After about a week Command Ryden came up in one of their conversation and she casually mentioned no seeing him around.

Lincoln told her he'd gotten active orders and that he and Commander Lyons had both shipped out and were no longer on the base. She let out the heaviest sigh of relief. There was nothing she could do if he wasn't here. She didn't have to be nice to him or reconsider shit. She was so happy she danced about and kissed Lincoln. He asked why and she swore she'd tell him someday when some time had passed but it was still a bit too raw. She was hoping that would be the end of it but alas...

Things got into a sort of routine for a while. In the morning she'd work out then go to the kitchens till after breakfast. She have her break and clean her bunk then go back the kitchen until closing. Some nights she could close right after dinner other nights it would be another hours or so but no ever one stayed as late as Commander Ryden. She'd meet up with Lincoln and they'd join some event that was going on around the base, see a show, play cards or go to a party. They always said they were just good friends.

On the weekends if they had leave they'd rent a car and drive around or just stick around the area and do some of the local things. Before she knew it another six months had gone by. It was a little crazy her first six months training felt like forever and now she only had a year and six months left. The new recruits joined the kitchen and she no longer had to close so she had a lot more free time.

Lincoln and her were getting more open about their relationship now. It had been six months after all. They started to hold hands and would kiss sometimes outside the base. One night on a holiday weekend they were coming out of their favorite bar and were being a bit handsy with one another. They started making out in an alley way when a group of woman passed by. One of them was Commander Pirah she paused looking at them. They stopped making out and acknowledged each other. She just smiled at them as she walked past. After that they didn't really hide they were together anymore. They got some teasing from their old squad when they announced it but otherwise no one really cared.

A few weeks later she was rolling out some dough for the pies they were making for the dinner menu, when she got new orders. She'd been put on active duty and had two hours to pack up and be ready to go out on the next flight. She knew this could happen that her orders could change at any time but it usually didn't happen to people who were in their mandatory years. Usually only career military got called into active during a time of peace. She worried they might have gone to war.

She bit her lip but quickly excused herself from the kitchens. She knew she was suppose to go and pack but she had to find Lincoln and tell him about her orders. She went to where he worked in navigation but they said he'd just left. She went to his quarters but he wasn't there. She looked all over the base but knew she didn't have time to wait any longer. She went back to her bunk and found him there. They quickly rushed to each other and found they'd both been given orders to ship out to the same place. She was so happy wherever they were going, they'd be going together.

She quickly went to pack her bunk up and he ran back to his place to do the same. As she packed all her things up she couldn't help but feel uneasy. What were the chances of them both getting called to active duty at the same time and to the same place. When she was done packing she met up with Lincoln and they waited for the plane to start boarding. While they were in the air she brought up her uneasiness and he agreed it was strange but fortunate they were together.

They had to switch three separate planes over a day or so. When their last plane landed Commander Lyons was there to pick them up along with a bunch of supplies. She began to realize what was going on then...they both did. She had told Lincoln about how she had first met Commander Ryden and how she'd stuck it to him that night he'd inferred one day connecting outside the military. They'd both had a good laugh about it but now it would seem Commander Ryden was getting the last laugh.

She still hadn't told him what Commander Pirah had said they'd been laughing to hard about Ryden she wished she'd told him everything especially since Commander Ryden was in charge at their new posting and thus them once more. As soon as they got to the camp, they were taken to his tent to meet with him. He looked a bit more aged with bags under his eyes.

She supposed active duty must be hard. He didn't look at either of them only taking their paperwork. Whenever they changed postings they had to file check in reports, time and date of the check in along with their current conditions upon arrival. He looked over their paper work then quickly filed them away before giving them their orders.

"Prier Irie,"

"Yes, commander," said Lincoln stepping up to him.

"I'm putting you in charge of a special opts mission. A one man recon team. Commander Lyons will fill you in on the details. I want you geared up and gone within the hour"

"Yes Commander," said Lincoln.

A one man recon team...in the enemy's area. Seraphi's heart skipped a beat. She knew how dangerous things could be that he might not come back.

"You are dismissed," said Commander Ryden still not looking up.

"Yes sir," he turned from Commander Ryden and locked eyes with Seraphi they both looked at each other and he brushed past her his hand touching hers. It might be the only good-

"Prier Irie," called Commander Ryden looking up.

"Yes sir," he said turned back around.

"It has come to my attention that you and Prier Septs are in a relationship."

"Yes sir," said Lincoln.

"Now that you are in my unit...it's stops here and now. What you do on your personal time is your buisness but as of right now both your asses are mine and I will not tolerate fraternization among my soldiers, understood,"
"Yes, Commander," said Lincoln. Seraphi could hear the attitude in his tone. They both knew they might end up in the same unit again one day and decided they'd just pause things if that happened.

"Prier Septs, is that understood?" ask Commander Ryden looking over his paper work again.

"Yes, Commander," said Seraphi.

"You are dismissed once more, Prier Irie,"

"Yes Commander," said Lincoln and he left without another glance

It was just her and Commander Ryden now. It was the first time they had been alone since she'd told him off in the mess hall. He continued to do paper work for several minutes. He didn't look up at her even once. She wondered if this was some sort of power play or mind gain...showing he was no longer interested. She knew better then to say anything and just stood at attention waiting. After a few long minutes of silence. He lifted his cup of coffee and finished it off, "Commander Septs."

"Yes, Commander," she said staring forward.

"You are to assist me as needed. You recall how I like my coffee,"

Assist him as needed, he pulled her into active duty so she could "assist." What bullshit!

"Prier Septs." he said finally looking up at her his eyes were cold and lifeless like the first time he chewed her up in training. Only this time he didn't look at her only through her.

"YES COMMANDER!" she said.

"Then get me another cup!"

She stepped up to his desk and took his cup away. It didn't' take her long to find where the mess hall was. She quickly made him another cup of coffee while keeping an eye out of Lincoln but didn't see him. When she got back Commander Ryden was standing with his jacket on. She handed him his cup of coffee but he didn't take it. He grabbed his cap from a hook in the tent and put it on, "Come along now and don't spill it."

Seriously she furrowed her brow but followed after him becoming his "bitch" once more. She was like his shadow everywhere they went. He had her hold things, get things, make things or just sit quietly while he did things. Sometimes he'd go into a tent and make her stand outside until he returned. They never talked personally to which she was grateful He kept everything strictly professional but she couldn't help but think none of this was.

From sun up until sundown even longer sometimes she wasat his beck and call to "assist" Their tents were right next to each other should he need assistance in the middle of the night. They ate every meal together and even bathed together. In training they explained in active duty the sexes didn't matter. There were no separate bathroom or showers. All soldiers no matter their rank or sex used the same ones. Of course there was no fraternization at any point so it should never be a problem. A soldier mind should always be on their task at hand.

The concept was easy to understand but application was often not the same. The first time they went to showers together had been quiet uncomfortable. He disrobed in front of her with ease and she couldn't help but notice things. She quickly looked away and he chewed her out for being unprofessional. He ordered her to disrobe at one saying she was wasting time. She quickly disrobed and they showered. After that it was at least once every week. She tried not to looked at him or see if he was looking at her, she didn't want to know.

She just tried to just focus on her work and Lincoln. She kept worrying about him wondering where he was and what he was doing. Once he went, three weeks passed with no word from him. She had nightmares about what he was going through and if she would ever see him again. She didn't regret dating him but found herself on edge. It didn't help that she was also under Ryden's thumb again. He bossed her around acting like he no longer had any interest but one day he'd sent her in to get some paperwork from his room and she'd seen a pinup of a naked woman on his bed...only the face had been replaced with her Military ID picture. The pin up was crinkled and had stains on it. She didn't know if he'd forgotten he'd left it out or had purposely wanted her to see it. She wanted to burn it but knew he'd know she was snooping around.

She grabbed the paperwork and returned without a word. Neither of them talked about it so she hoped it had just been a mistake on his part. Still it left her unsettled. She had to work with him every day knowing he was fapping it to picture of her, in the next tent over. She hoped this active duty would wrap up soon and she could get the fuck away from his perverted ass.

Nearly a month went by then one night during a storm Lincoln returned covered in mud but victorious. They'd been drinking their nightly tea while he had her sort various mail and paper work. He'd put on some music and Lincoln had come into the tent without warning. He threw something down on Commander Ryden's table. He quickly dismissed her but it must have been something good because he woke the whole camp up an hour later and had them on standby.

They were able to proceed with a mission and took the enemy by surprise during the storm. Word from up top came in praising Commander Ryden even though they couldn't have done it without Lincoln. She didn't think that was fair but Lincoln was so happy to be back, he didn't care. He was able to rest up and she brought him food and water while everyone was celebrating. She'd missed him but was unable to show it. She put her hand on his chest and he put his hand over hers but she had to pull it away as people kept coming in and out of his tent with praise. Then Commnader Ryden was looking for her to get back to work.

After a few days the entire unite packed up and were flown out. Commander Ryden wouldn't even let her sit with him on the plane insisting she sit next to him and dictate letters. She hoped they'd be going back to base but they moved to another area in the middle of nowhere. She was barely able to see Lincoln let alone speak to him as they set up the tents and got everything up and running. Once command had been set up Commander Ryden sent him out on another solo mission. He wanted him to gather intel on some weapon that was being developed. The new mission had no time frame. He was to pack up enough gear to last him a while and not return until he had the full layout of the building this "weapon" was being developed in, how far along it had gotten and pictures of the men involved as well as guarding it.

Lincoln did as he was told he packed up and Ryden got on the phone with one of the higher ups. She was suppose to be getting him more coffee but wanted to see Lincoln off. They were able to steal a private moment in his tent and embraced. They held on longer then they should have and risked as kiss. They were caught by Commander Lyons. He chewed them both out threatening to write them up but Lincoln didn't care. He told her it was worth it. He headed out an hour later and she knew she loved him…really loved him. She wanted to be a baker but no longer cared where she baked, if she owned a shop by the sea, worked for someone else or just baked at home. She wanted to go wherever Lincoln was and swore to tell him that as soon as he returned.

When she got back to Commander Ryden with his coffee he was in a sour mood. She wasn't sure if it was his call or if Commander Lyons had told on her and Lincoln. Over the next week she followed Commander Ryden around and learned more about the area they were in. At one point some valuable intel came in. They learned the area around the weapon had been littered with land mines and various traps.

The weapon also might have been damaged and could be giving of contaminants to the surrounding area. Several men that were guarding the weapon were rumored to have gotten really sick, there was talk of moving the base camp or scraping the mission all together. She asked if someone was going to send word to Lincoln about the extra dangers or call him back but she was ignored. Commander Ryden sent her out of the meeting to get more coffee and it was finished by the time she got back.

Later that night when they were alone, she insisted Commander Ryden do something, "You have to warn him or bring him back if its that dangerous."

Commander Ryden let out a heavy sigh."This," he said sitting back in his chair, "This right here is why there is no fraternization. If you are incapable of staying impartial Prier Septs I might have to have you written up,"

"So what?" said Seraphi. "If he was any other solider. If he wasn't Lincoln. The man I love. Would you still be treating him like this or would you have sent word?"

He just sat there, she didn't mean to get so emotional. She knew the rule but still this was Lincoln, her Lincoln. She loved him so much she'd go herself even though she wasn't as skilled in that area, she'd still risk it, if there was a chance she could save him.

Commander Ryden let out another sigh, "This…has nothing to do with that. No matter my feelings unlike you I am able to stay impartial. Prier Irie is a solider under my command like any other." He said looking away. "What he is doing is risky, it always has been but he is trained for this sort of thing. That is why I chose him."

"Land mines...especially if he knows they are there is one thing but fucking contaminants. How is he suppose to deal with that! This mission is a bust, admit it. What good is a faulty fucking weapon, let it kill the enemy, get him back."

He shook his head as if she didn't understand.

"Please," she said coming around his desk. He turned in his chair and she got down on he knees before him, "I beg of you."

"What have I told you of begging, Septs."

"I don't care," she said looking up at him determined, "I'll do anything," She put her hand on his leg and his eyes shot open. They locked gazes and she knew she was going way too far but if there was a chance he'd change his mind, that he would do something. "I know you have ways of getting word to people, you don't have to send someone out just give him the signal, a sign to let him know the mission has changed."

He stared forward for a moment then shifted his eyes from side to side. She hoped he was considering it. After a few seconds he looked back down at her. His hand trembled as he reached out and brushed the back of his finger tips against her cheek.

"Anything...for him," he whispered.

She grasped hold of his out reached hand and held it in place. She moved kissing his wrist then took his thumb in her mouth sucking on it. She watched him stiffen and his eyes wince before she seductively said, "Yes ...please."

He furrowed his brow and looked down at her with disdain. She pulled back slightly as he took his hand back, "I thought I disgust you. Has it already been a million, billion years?"
She regretted saying that now but how was she to know, she'd be in this situation, "I-" She began to speak but he raised his hand in front of her face.

"You are a disgrace...Septs. You are not worthy of a title, a place in this military. You disobey orders with ease and throw your morals around at the drop of a hat. You have no loyalty...no honor. YOU DISGUST ME!" he said standing up. "We are done discussing this matter. You will not bring it up again or I will have you restrained and charged with interference and coercion. YOU ARE DISMISSED!

She sat back on her knees, she couldn't help but feel things had come full circle, she'd rejected him and now he had rejected her, making himself more then clear. She knew she was out of bounds! That she should have even implied such-

He turned his back to her and grabbed a bottle of liquor from his cabinet, "GET OUT! YOU MAKE ME SICK! I CAN'T STAND TO LOOK AT YOUR GROVELING!"

She collected herself without another word and left his tent. She knew what she did was wrong but when the person you loved was in danger, everything went out the window. She knew they weren't suppose to fraternize and this was why but...how could she just shut of her emotions. If they'd never been called out here Lincoln would still be in navigation and she would still be in the kitchens. They would have finished their service and spend the rest of their life together.

She went to her cot and didn't even bother to undress. She collapsed on it and wept thinking this was somehow her fault. She recalled the threat Commander Pirah had made. That night when she had spotted Lincoln and her in that alley. It could be coincidence that a few weeks later they were called out but Commander Pirah was also in the administrations office now. How easy would it have been for her to pull up her and Lincoln and put them on active duty under Commander Ryden.

She knew she might have been overthinking and exaggerating circumstances but she didn't care. Lincoln was out there somewhere in the dark, surrounded by landmines and unknowing being infected by contaminants. She wondered if he was feeling sick...if he'd come back and could be helped or if it was already too later. She tried to not think about it to be ever the optimist but in this moment it was hard. Perhaps that part of her no longer remained.

She removed her boots and curled up tight trying to get some sleep. She tossed and turned most the night. At one point she woke to the Shadowy figure looming outside her tent. Through tear soaked eyes she stared at it, watched as it didn't move for what felt like forever. She assumed it was Commander Ryden finally turning in but why didn't he move...why did he just stand there. Was he considering her earlier offer. She stared at it for a moment long but then fell back asleep.

She had horrible dreams that she was running through a field of landmines trying to find Lincoln. She called out to him but wherever she stepped there was an explosion. She screamed trying to warn him. She saw him in the distance and rushed to him. He was glowing green and his skin was rotting off him. He looked at her like she'd betrayed him. Commander Ryden's shadow loomed over the both of them like he was a giant. She turned recalling the disdain in his eyes and the disgust in his voice. He lifted his boot and it came crashing down on her. He was no doubt going to squash her like a bug.

"SEPTS….GET YOU SORRY ASS UP NOW!"

She sat up in bed hearing her name called. She looked around and heard it again, "SEPTS!"

"YES COMMANDER!" she cried half awake.

"MOVE IT! GET DRESSED AND GET OUT HERE!"

She quickly realized she was already dressed. She put her boots on and laced them up. She also grabbed her belt with her gun, knife and radio. She didn't remember taking them off but she must have. She ran a hand over her face and quickly did her hair in a tight bun before putting on her had. She scrambled out of the tent expecting Commander Ryden to be standing there but he wasn't.

It was dark out, almost night, she wondered if she'd slept all day or if it had really only been a few hours. She stumbled around looking for Commander Ryden he was loading a box into a covered jeep and talking to Commander Lyons who just nodded. When she approached Commander Ryden threw her a thermos. She almost didn't catch it.

"It's about time Septs...fill that will coffee and get your ass in jeep."

"Yes sir," she said.

She turned and realized he was no longer using her title before he name. She doubted it was a slip up. She went to the food tent and they were just setting up. They were out of coffee for once. She help to make it then made Commander Rydens coffee just the way he liked it. When she got back to the jeep he was just sitting in the drivers seat staring forward. She got in the passenger seat and handed him the thermos. He took it but didn't look at her. He secured it and then started up the jeep. She wondered if anyone else would be joining them but a second later he pulled out and they took off down a long road.

They drove for hours in silence, she slowly watched the sun rise up over head and then started to get sleepy as the car got hot. He turned the radio on at one point, there was some local station but as they entered a dead zone it went out and it was just them and the silence. He slowly drank his coffee and she sated out the window dully. She wondered where they were going and what they were doing. Usually it wasn't just them when they left came, they also didn't go this far out.

She wondered if he was driving her to the airport to have her charged after all but they would have reached it by now. She considered asking him but whenever she looked over he looked absolutely miserable. She wondered if he'd slept at all last night. She yawned and then started to get drowsy. She might have fallen asleep soon enough but he pulled off to the side of the road.

She perked up and looked around but didn't see much of anything. There was just plains as far as the eye could see, save for a little shack of a house. The windows were all boarded up clearly it had been abandoned for quiet some time. She yawned trying to wake herself up. Commander Ryden just sat there for a long moment. When he finally moved he lit a cigarette and smoked it. She wondered if they were waiting for something or someone. When his cigarette was just a little nub he put it out then undid his belt and pulled it from his pants.

It was weird but she didn't think much of it. She looked around again. "Is there a reason we've stopped commander?"

"Yes," he said before hocking up a wad of flem and spitting it out the window.

She rolled her eyes and looked away in disgust. When she looked back he suddenly whipped the belt at her face, slapping her. Shocked she let out a gasp as her face stung with pain. She reached up to touch it but he grabbed her hands and quickly wrapped them up in his belt, restraining her.

"COMMANDER!" she cried looking at him bewildered. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

He didn't respond disarming her, he took her gun, knife and radio locking them in the glove box. Then he grabbed her by the back of the neck and forced her from the jeep. Finally as he practically dragged her around the side of the jeep he answered, "Disciplining you for yesterdays insubordination!"

"What!" She didn't understand.

This didn't seem like the usual punishment. Usually they made them do some sort of physical exertion in training, when they were in trouble as cadet. However once you were a Prier you were usually written up and punished at a later date, depending on your infraction. There was a procedure for this and this wasn't it. Her forced her to walk to the back of the jeep and she looked around realizing this felt familiar.

A few times, in training he and the other commanders had drove the squad out somewhere only to ditch them. They'd make the cadet find their own way back to the military base, usually with only the shirts on their back. Was he going to ditch her out here without any weapon or communication and have her find her own way back! He couldn't be serious she was no longer a cadet. This wasn't training! They were in a combat area!

"COMMANDER!"

"DID I SAY YOU COULD SPEAK!" He roared into her ear "DON'T QUESTION ME BITCH!"

He opened the trunk and without warning lifted her up off her feet and tossed her into the back area. She landed on her arms and stomach hard. She moved to get up on her knees but he pushed her back down. Again she wondered what he was doing. Instinctively she wanted to fight but knew it would do her no good. He was her commanding officer but beyond that she knew there was no way she could take him.

In training none of them had spared with Commander Ryden because in order to do so they had to fist beat Commander Lyons. The only one that had ever come close was Lincoln. He'd gone head to head and it looked like he might take him down but Commander Lyons had played dirty. A lot of the squad didn't think that was fair but Commander Ryden just made it a lesson in war, nothing is fair. It was a cop out if she'd ever seen one but Commander Ryden was said to be even better then Commander Lyons.

He pinned her down and she heard some rustling before she realized he was undoing her paints.

Was this fucker going strip her down to her underwear and ditch her. She remembered he'd done that to Lincoln. He'd taken everything but his briefs and made him run back five miles in the rain. He pulled her pants and leggings down then unlaced and yanked her boots getting everything off her. She expected him to go for her jacket then her shirt but felt his knife cut her underwear. He tore it away leaving her exposed. Was he going to have her go naked! He cut off her jacket and shirt. She didn't understand what he was doing as he cut her bra off in the back.

He tore all her clothes away tossing them to the ground. She was now naked on her stomach with her hands tightly bound in his belt above her head.

He got in her ear then and hissed. "I've been wanting to do this since the first moment I saw your picture."

"What," she gasped.

She felt something touch her! Her eyes widened as she realized it was his dick... It finally struck her then, this wasn't some military punishment he….he was going to RAPE HER! She started fighting like mad to get out from under him. He pulled back and flipped her on her back. Her worse nightmare was confirmed as she saw his erect penis angrily posed. She cried out screaming at the top of her lungs She tried to kick herself away from him.

He laughed as they struggled against one another. She managed to kick him but not dead on. She'd get a little distance sliding back some but he just crawled in the jeep more and shut her down. He lifted her up slightly then slammed her down on the back knock the wind out of her lungs. He laughed at her as she madly coughed but she kept struggling.

"What," He angrily teased getting between her legs, "I thought you WANTED THIS! YOU SEEMED EAGER TO JUMP ME LAST NIGHT!"

When she managed to catch her breath she pleaded "NO! NO! THAT WAS FOR LINCOLN! TO SAVE HIM!"

"RIGHT...WELL CONSIDER HIM SAVED FROM A TWO-TIMING BITCH

"PLEASE! PLEASE! I'M WITH LINCOLN I LOVE HIM"

He punched her in the face and her head fell back hard "What's that."

"I love-" he punched her in the face again and she bit her own tongue.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS! YOU HAVE NO LOYALTY! YOU WERE READY TO GIVE IT OUT TO ME...BET YOU'D GIVE IT OUT TO ANYONE FOR THE RIGHT PRICE! I SHOULD HAVE SEE WHAT YOU WERE FROM THE START. I THOUGHT YOU WERE SOMETHING SPECIAL BUT YOU AIN'T SHIT! YOU'RE JUST A FUCKING WHORE"

"PLEASE! NO! NO! NO!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. When she took a breath she could taste the blood from her tongue.

He grabbed her cheeks and squeezed them together as he pinned her hands back over her head. "Scream all you want there isn't anyone around her for miles and miles to hear your worthless ass." He licked her tears from her cheeks. Then took hold of one of her tits he gave it a mightily squeeze like he was trying to pop it before he kneaded it with his hands.

She began kicking and squirming as she tried to use her weight to roll them onto their side but he was too big, too strong to even budge. He knew just how to position himself to remain in control. He enjoyed watching her tit's bounce, enjoyed the fear in her eyes, the fight far more then he should have. Every partner up until his point had always been willing. Yet he'd never been this hard in his life...he wasn't sure if it was her or the fight, maybe even both but he lost himself, completely engrossed in this moment.

He place himself at her entrance but it was too dry. He spit on her hole then wiped the moisture around, probing a finger inside. He spit on his dick then spread that moisture around his tip. She roared out refusing to let his happened. She jerked and squirmed but he didn't let up. She felt him put it at her entrance and pushed. She didn't want this, it hurt and burned as the tip tore into her. She let out a roar and fought harder then ever. She managed to move him and get it to fall out.

He grew frustrated with her and punch her in the face again and gain pounding her with such force, she felt like he was shattering the bones in her face. Her vision turned red and there was so much blood in her mouth now. He'd lost control for a second and she almost blacked out but he backed off yelling at her. "DON'T RUIN THIS LIKE YOU'VE RUINED EVERYTHING ELSE FOR ME! YOU KNOW HOW MANY NIGHTS I LAY AWAKE THINKING OF THIS FUCKING CUNT! TO KNOW YOU WERE JUST HANDING OUT TO THAT WORTHLESS DIP SHIT IRIE. THAT YOU WOULD FUCK ANYONE TO SAVE...HIM...HIM. HE'S NOT WORTH IT...YOU'RE NOT WORTH IT! YOU'RE BOTH NOTHING" He shoved his tip back in then pinned her as he forced himself all the way up inside. She violently jerked and gasped feeling it tear into her. She cried out blood sputtering from her mouth

His eyes were wet, his adrenaline was on high. "YEAH! THIS! THIS RIGHT HERE IS A REAL COCK! FEEL THAT! FEEL THAT YOU WORTHLESS WHORE! GET A GOOD FUCKING TASTE! THE BEST YOU'RE EVER GONNA GET! AIN'T NO COCK BETTER THEN MINE!" She cried out as he shouted over her. He pulled back then slammed into her again. He closed his eyes as her body bared down on him. She heard him grunt and hiss upset.

He wanted her to be nothing...to be just like the rest of the whores ….he wanted to rid her from his system. He kept telling himself she wasn't anything special just a cock tease that he'd built up in his head...it was that angst...that anticipation. Once he knew she weren't shit he could suck it up and press on like he did with all the disappointments in his life but she-

That first time he saw her picture when he was looking over his cadet roster. She'd stood out to him. He kept coming back to her picture...reading over her chart. He'd repeat her name in his head, Seraphi...Seraphi Septs. He didn't know why but he took an interest and began to imagine what she might be like. On the day she was to arrive he tracked her bus, watched her get off with the rest of the recruits. He stayed close and followed her into the snack shop. He watched her move about and it was like sunlight dancing on a wall.

She was unexpected... the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He couldn't quiet place just what it was...her eyes...the roundness of her face...those soft lifts that perfect nose. She really wasn't that different from other woman yet somehow every bit of her was just perfect to him. The sweater that fell off her shoulder...the fit of her ripped jeans. That ass he couldn't take his eyes off it as she bent over. He followed it all the way to the line. He wasn't good with social shit outside work. He always liked to be in control and he loathed small talk. He liked the military, liked his rank because he was never put on the spot.

He wanted her to look at him to see him, he'd hummed as she'd gone around the store but she never looked up. Now that he was behind her, he'd hummed even louder hoping for one glance. She turned around and they'd locked eyes. Her face lit up and it looked like this was the real deal. She seemed just as captivated as he was, love at first site...did it really exist. He had to remind her to move only to realize h hadn't picked anything up when it was his turn at the register. He just grabbed a pack of cigarette, he didn't smoke but it was quick.

He rushed outside not wanting to lose her and she was just there standing with her eyes closed. He wanted to kiss her ,wrap his arms around her and just pull her into his embrace. He didn't expect to be so taken in by her presence. Her picture was nothing compared to the real thing. He knew he should just leave it at that but he couldn't. He approached then pulled back approached then pulled back, then cleared his throat and made dreaded small talk.

When she went on about that fucking candy bar he got lost in her face, her expressions. He didn't hear a word she said he just loved looking at her watching her little mannerisms. She offered up that chocolate piece of shit to him and he took a bite. He didn't do junk food, he was a well oiled machine but for her...he took the leap. He tried to keep acting smooth...like he did this sort of thing all the time but he messed up. He wished her good luck and just wanted to get out of there but she'd come after him calling him hot, handsome, good looking. No one had ever… He didn't remember leaving the parking lot only sitting at his desk his voice still ringing in his ears. He lost track of time and was late to introductions. That should have been his first sign that she was trouble…

He arrived and went about his normal routine but as he drew closer to her he got excited. He nearly lost himself but managed to steel his emotions away. She was a cadet and he was her commander. He compartmentalized. She didn't make things easy for him but no matter how he felt he knew he had a job to do...that he couldn't let it anything or anyone affect him. Yet she had every time she looked in his direction it made his heart stop. Every time he heard her voice it was music... pure music. He wished he could tape her mouth shut, lock it and her away.

He got angry with himself every time he was weak around her. He had to be harder on her, this was his life his career. He needed his to do his job and couldn't risk showing favoritism. His cadets need learn or it would be their lives. He didn't have time to be soft of affectionate. It wasn't personal it was training. She needed to understand that. It made his blood boil when she saw her with Cadet Irie but he didn't let it affect him.

He gave him extra duty...but not because of her...no from day one Cadet Irie was a smug bastard. He had a hero complex, shit like that could get people killed. He needed to be taken down a notice. He thought he could do anything...that he was invincible but he wasn't. He tried to show him and the other cadet's where that mind set could get you but he never failed an order. He kept having to up the intensity until he got chewed out by his own commanding officer.

He realized he was slipping...and it nearly cost him. It got to the point where he just wanted them both gone. He didn't want to see Cadet Irie or even Septs. They were a thorn in his side...weakness. He wanted to just move on and forget them both. Yet when that day finally came his steel resolve began to break down. She was no longer under him and he didn't get to see her every day. He couldn't just got to her room and rouse her. He had issues focusing...his mind kept wandering back to her.

When the new recruits came in he didn't get the same satisfaction as he once did. Everything felt like it had been drained of color, all sense of joy and purpose was gone. How...how could one person do that to another. He didn't understand it...how one fucking person could ruin everything. Whenever he saw her about the base he'd follow her with his gaze until he could no longer see her. He usually skipped meals but found himself going to the mess for every single one, just to get a glimpse of her...to ease this dull ache in his chest and loins.

He regretted giving her the posting every time he saw her she'd smile at him and he just glared at her. She had no idea how much he struggled how hard he worked and she was just...fucking pulling on his heart strings...toying with him. At night he'd dream of her...imagine what she must feel like, taste like. He'd never had such erotic dreams. He ended up having to change his sheets on the daily. One night he couldn't take it anymore he just decided to be done with it. He was going to wait...until she was discharged but he couldn't anymore. He mark the date of her release on his calendar and started prepping. The plan was once she was discharged from duties, he'd take her to dinner and just pop the question. No wasting time dating or getting to know each other...he'd planned on a slow build...but it went out the window. He just wanted to be married and start their life together. He called up the restaurant first thin in the morning and booked their best table for the exact day. He made a list of everything he'd need, a ring and a house off base. He started making preparations like it was any other mission. Somehow it helped...ease the distress...knowing he had a plan he wasn't just going to wait anymore. She wanted to baker, open some shop but he wouldn't have her working once they were wed. She'd stay at home and serve only him...be for only him. He kept a picture of them in his office. He'd had a copy made of her graduation photo. It was the only picture he had of them together. He got a nice frame for it planning to replace it with their wedding picture.

Lyon's noticed the new picture frame and his sudden interest in real estate. He asked about it and Zayd invited him to the wedding as a witness. He needed two according to the rules. It wasn't going to be anything fancy, just in front of a judge. He wanted it done quick so they could start their life together. He'd booked a date with the judge for the morning after he proposed. He'd gotten the paper work and filled it out all he needed was for her to sign and decide on a honeymoon. Lyon's asked him who he was marrying and told him Septs as soon as she was out of the military.

He hadn't said anything just nodded but Commander Pirah stopped by his office later and asked about his arrangements. If she could help in any way. He didn't think he needed anything from her maybe to be another witness but he would keep her offer in mind. He might like some flowers for a simple bouquet but he could do that, easily enough.

She kept stopping by, hovering she casually asked if Septs knew of his intentions, if they had talked since...her graduating. He didn't think it was necessary or professional to addressed such matters until the date. Pirah asked how he could be certain she'd accept. He told her how they first met how she'd called him hot, handsome and good looking, it was clearly she liked him. Still Pirah suggested he talk to her, get to know her more and lock it down. He hadn't considered someone else might...pop up. He needed to find a way to let her know, he was going to ask her, so there was no need to look elsewhere.

Lyons told him about the mess hall rule that the newest to staff had to close. He started going every night in hopes of speaking with her. It took a month for her to come out but his persistence paid of, they began to talk. It wasn't easy making small talk but for her...he could endure. Finally he got to the point he could address things. He knew he couldn't ask her then but wanted to make arrangements to discuss their future. She seemed confused at first but then got it only to... reject him.

He'd never been rejected before, then again he'd never been interested in anyone like this before. He didn't date...didn't make connections out of the military. He didn't find the need for companionship. He usually took care of his own needs. He didn't like distractions. He never planned on getting married, he hadn't thought about it until her. He was focused...dedicate. He was going to be among the highest ranked. That took time and persistence.

Yet that day, after what she said...his entire world felt...shattered...pointless. Everything he'd worked for seemed secondary to this new vision. He hadn't realized just how much he wanted her to be his wife. How certain he'd been...only to be wrong. He was never wrong...couldn't afford to be wrong in his line of work and yet this had nothing to do with work. He ad tunnel vision for nearly two days. He couldn't think for once in his life...When he finally managed to have some semblance of a through he couldn't bring himself to cancel his plans but knew he had to. He had to accept the reality of the situation. He kept hearing her words, the look on her face and in her eyes. Everything he felt for her soured. It turned jut like that he despised her with ever aspect of his being.

She'd ruined his life...ruined everything but he held it all in and buried it. A few days later he got called to active duty. He abandoned all thoughts of ever seeing her again. He steeled himself. It didn't matter. She didn't matter. She would never be his that look in her eyes, the tone of her voice. She wanted nothing to do with him. He got to work, leading his own troupes into battle. It was a promotion and he got to bring Lyon's as his second. Pirah had to remain but was reassigned to administrations. She called every now and then to catch up. He didn't ask about Septs but she'd casual mention her. What she was up to and if she was seeing anyone. He'd close his eyes at the mention of her and his chest would always get so tight for days after. One night, she sent a letter rather then called. It was in code but confirmed that rumors of Septs and Irie weren't rumors anymore. He should have left it at that but he couldn't, somehow that was the last straw.

He thought in time he'd get over it. He'd sear her from his mind and never be so foolish again with anyone. Yet laying awake at night, idling through his day thinking of the two of them together...of her with anyone. Why should she get to be happy? Why should she get to be free of this...obsession? If he couldn't have her, no one could.

He planned to get the bastard Irie killed in the field, to watch her heart break when the news came. That would be enough for him to see her suffer as he had knowing he could be with the one he wanted most in this world. He sent the idiot out on a hard mission and kept her around. It was only suppose to be until they got word but he took comfort in her presence even if it was false he enjoyed spending every day with her.

Perhaps...he could still find a way...still find some semblance of hope. She let him get close to her...no longer pulled away when they showered together. He leaned over her getting some soap and his chest press against one of her shoulders. She'd just continued to wash herself. This...this could be enough...having her close...near but it was short lived that bastard just wouldn't die. He saw how she lit up and watched her through a crack in his tent. Even thought he'd been clear she rested her hand on his chest and brought him soup.

He couldn't stand it. He took on an even harder posting. The higher ups were surprised. He took on some rumored weapon that wasn't going well but still had potential. He sent Irie right into the beast of it. He knew it was unprofessional he'd made things person...but he was already past the point of no return. This time he would not fail.

For good measure he had Lyons make sure he didn't come back. It wasn't hard, to make it look like he'd been taken out by the enemy. When Lyons came back, he knew the job was done but had to hide all knowledge of it. Intel came in about some people being sick and landmines. He reported the man he sent hadn't met his last two check in and was believed to be a casualty. The high ups decided to wash the entire mission and he was given orders to pull out.

That night he watched her grovel before him. He couldn't wait until she learned Irie was already dead but played it off. She'd surprised him offering herself up to him like that candy bar. For a moment he considered it but when she took his thumb in her mouth with such ease it upset him. He lost all respect for her, she supposedly loved this Irie but was ready to pop him off a man who "disgusted her" to "save" him. She had no morals, no backbone or loyalty. She was just like a whore. She'd throw herself at any man for the right price. Her foundation was rotten. She couldn't remain, her life was a waste...she was a waste of space.

He couldn't bare to look at her. He could have her charged and sentenced but she wasn't worth the resources. She disgusted him, he drank but didn't get drunk. He stood outside her tent imagining what she would do if he actually took her offer. Came in there and tore into her only to tell her Irie had been dead for days...mid fuck...Yeah he'd watch all the life, the hope drain for her body and drop his load. Yet he couldn't risk trouble, this squad was under his orders, should things not go his way...it wouldn't be good.

This morning he made arrangements, ordered Lyon's to pack the camp up and move out while he took care of some unfinished business. He didn't know if he wanted to just put a bullet in her head before of after he fucked her. He was so tired...tired of everything. Once it was over he'd report her as AWOL dump her naked body some field… let the elements and animals have what was let.

In his report he'd say she and Irie had and inappropriate relationship that upon learning of Prier Irie's death she took off and was believed to be dead. He'd planned it all out and everything, EVERYTHING had gone according to plan...but this…He couldn't have anticipated such warmth such a feeling of bliss that crippled his very soul. She sucked him in pulled his entire being into her core and held on. Looking into her tear soaked eyes as he pummeled her pussy. He knew this...this was the greatest pleasure he had never known and he hadn't even come yet. It wasn't just her body it was everything...about her... again he didn't know how one person could do this to another. Only this time is wasn't pain. He couldn't do it he couldn't let her got. No matter the circumstance, logistics or logic. He would make this work. He wouldn't ever let her go again.

He burred himself deep within her and kept bucking away cursing her for such pain and ultimately such pleasure "FUCK FUCK FUUUUCK!" Her body wrapped around him so tightly and held on. "Your squeezing me so tight. You like it that much huh. You like my big fat cock inside your tight pussy huh huh say it.. SEPTS. SAY YOU LIKE MY COCK! SPEAK!"

She wailed madly refusing and he slapped her. "Say it or I'll cut off your fucking nipple and shove it up your ass you DUMB BITCH!"

He took up his knife that was to the side of her and held it at her tit. She felt him cut into her "PLEASE!" She cried. Her body burning so bad she felt like he was on fire as he just held himself at her limit.

"TELL ME YOU WANT MY COCK!"

"I WANT YOU COCK!" she screamed and he began pumping into her again. "Yeah I knew since the fist day we met….you've been asking for it. You know how hard it was not to ravage your naked ass on the field, let everyone see what a free spirited whore you are. I tried to teach you some modesty and respect, tried to make proper arrangements for you to get a ride but you just couldn't wait two years. Had to start jumping Irie's cock first chance you got! His pencil dick satisfy you or make you realize what you're missing?"

She didn't respond to the vulgar things he was saying she was just struggling to survive at this point. He made her bounce and stared down at her tits with each impact. He ran his knife close to her skin. He wanted to carve his name into her flesh but settled for a bloody heart. He cut deep making sure it would scar...a reminder of their first time. She screamed but he didn't dropped the knife till it was complete.

He then took up a breast in his mouth. He sucked on her tender flesh and bared his teeth on her tit threatening to bite down but he just sucked until her nipple turned...bright red. Then he moved to the other, all the while bucking into her. She whaled and struggled trying to get fee but he held her hands down and pinned the rest of her with his body.

"YOU'RE WEAK SEPTS GOT NO BACK BONE. SOME THINGS CAN'T BE TRAINED NOT WHEN YOU GOT ROT IN THE FOUNDATION. NO YOU HAVE TO RIP IT UP AND BUILD IT ANEW FROM THE GROUND UP! THAT'S WHAT I'M GONNA HAVE TO DO WITH YOU! I'M GOING TO RIP OUT THE ROT...AND BUILD YOU UP FROM THE GROUND"

She looked up at him thinking he was crazy his ice blue eyes were lit up as he had a sick grin on his face. She kept struggling kept trying to get him out of her but he only seem to take more pleasure in her fight. At some point she just broke under the weight of him and began to disassociated because she stopped fighting. She turned her head to the side and fell quiet going limp. She staring out the window, stared out as the golden fields next to them and wished she could escape from here, escape from him and just run into the field.

She heard him jerk and grunt mumbling to himself, "Yeah...yeah gonna rebuild you...remake you."

She looked up at the ceiling as he he pressed his face next to her and kissed her cheek softly, "uhh hhh uhhh you uhhh I fucking uhhh love this...this...pussy is! uhhh fuckk fuck fuck!. I LOVE IT FUCK. I LOVE .. YOU...FUCK...FUCK YOU" She could hear him getting angry but he felt so far away...saw the veins pulse in his neck and face as he struggled to hold out.

She just laid there feeling her body jerk spring with pain but it was all distant…everything faded away. She closed her eyes and he pulled out after who knows how long. He flipped her on her stomach once more and smacked her ass. He squeezed it digging his nails into it before he grabbed her hips up and entered her again. He didn't hold back. Digging his nails into her flesh as he jerked her limp body about.

She jus closed up...unable to process what was happening she just wanted it to end but he just kept going...kept pounding her down. At some point she felt him stiffen and press her face flat against the back of the jeep. She heard him roar out and then felt warmth wash over her. He stayed laying down on her for a few minutes then turned her on her side still inside. He let go of her hands and she brought them down to her chest still bound. She curled up tight and he curled up behind her, holding her tighly.

It took him a moment to catch his breath before he hissed in her hear "You'll get nothing but my cock from now on until your a my mindless whore." He began to shower her with kisses but she just shut down, at some point he dropped out then fixed himself putting himself away. He looked around making sure they were along before gathering her up over his shoulder. He smacked her ass hard and she jerked for a moment.

He carried her over to the little shack and she saw it had been set up on the inside. There was a chain attachment on the floor and some supplies with blankets and pillows for a makeshift bed. He stood over her as she she just laid there. He undid her hair from its tight bun and brushed it out with his fingers. He wiped the blood from her face and then began touching every part of her exploring every inch.

He wiped his mouth then got naked again folding his close nearly. He showed her his gun. Then took out a bullet, "This right here...this bullet was meant for you but you changed my mind. I'm gonna make you my personal bitch...from now on...you belong to me and me alone. You neededn't worry about Irie...he's already gone."
She looked at him somehow grasping what he just said. He saw the anguish in her face and smiled, "Yeah took care of him a few days ago.

"No," she choked. "NO...NO...NO."

He slapped her, "Did I say you could speak MAGGOT!"

She looked at him embittered. "Now where was I. Yes, you will obey me and you will do everything I say. EVERYTHING… DID YOU HEAR ME MAGGOT. CAUSE IF YOU DON'T! He showed her the bullet. "YOU UNDERSTAND SPEAK!"

"Instinctively," she answer. "Yes Commander!"

"WHAT' THAT HE SAID!" squeezing her breast. "YES commander." she cried

"GOOD NOW YOU'RE REAL TRAINING IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!" He grabbed hold of her pussy and put his finger inside her. He began roughly finger fucking her "WHAT'S DOD YOU SAY CUNT YOU READY! SPEAK!

YES COMMANDER….

He glared down at her and then smiled. He gently kissed her lingering over her lips and then whispered. "You still think I'm handsome." Her eyes popped and she whimpered almost madly. He laughed, "Ready to go again because I know I am." He got on top of her again and she broke down.

Over the next few days he didn't stop...until her body and mind were broken.

A/N

Okay maybe we consider this an extended short. Anyway It's 2024. I'm going through website. I'm on the C's in life. I know this is listed under Y. Originally I had posted (Command) in the time of Confess early 2010's. I decided to put it back up but saw it was only four pages. I planned just to add some background and yeah 31 page extended short later lol.

Original Short was from her getting in Jeep. I adjusted that part as well but yeah.

Also this life, Urel is more social akward. In a place of command his confident but when it comes to small talk and such he's not had alot of exerperince. They did like each other to start this life but he ended up being her commander. So yeah...

I also like how he is all...I decide I will marry her and makes arrangemets without her. I like to think Eyo(Lyons) came in and was like well hmm uhh right then went and told (Pirah) Gigi. Some people can be book smart, street smart, heart smart. Ryden...yeah not heart smart. I like to think Gigi also cared for him more in this life and was trying to have him get to know Seraphi in hopes he'd be like never mind she's lame or that Seraphi would in turn see him in a setting where he wasn't yelling at her all the time. It's hard to break those roles of superior and subordinate. Both Lyons and her tried to help him.

Oh and you know Luka be living...got shot in the back though so...not too happy...

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