• I saw Wolfie looking at a small pictue in her hand. I knew she was looking at her boyfriends' picture. she had that look in her etes that just begged, 'why?'. Before the they had been happy, in love, together. But hte war had changed him. He had become quieter, and less himself. He later tried to kill her when he joined the Sons of Fire. Shot her in the chest and left the poor girl for dead. Thank the Goddess I had ordered a good search and looked myself. I thought.

    She was barely alive when I found her. thin and clinging to life for all her worth, she was lying on the tile floor of the kitchen. We patched her up and she joined my company when she had recovered. I informed her that Adam had indeed joined the Sons, and one day, we may have to fight his battalion. "Just point him out and stay the ******** outta my way." She had told me grimly.

    I give most of the soldiers in my company nick names. Wolfie was feirce, dangerous, and loyal. Rebecca Kresge sat next to my Commander, C.J. I could tell they were in love. The glances, the touches, the blushes, it gave them away horribly. I sighed and walked over to them, smoothing my black uniform top, and pulling on my olive green officer hat. I may be a twenty one year old girl, but I was General of this company, and I could kick your a** faster than you could blink. As I neared them, they looked up and saw me, fear begining to creep into their faces. "Dundee, you know that soldiers are prohibited in this company from any and all romantic involvment with another soldier of the opposite sex. Are you aware that if I even suspect that such a romance is occurring, that I must report it to the Mother of Sorrows?" I asked in my General voice.

    His mouth was moving but nothing was coming out, he looked like a fish. I glanced at Rebecca, who almost seemed to be melting into the tree. I had called her Cheshire Cat because of the uncanny ability to vanish from plain sight, but the short name was Chessie. "Samurai, I'm sorry. It's just.... I..." She tried to explain.

    She had used my company name, Samurai. I had been givin by the old General, a man called Gore Blades. "Ya got honor, an yer loyal, an ya take this ******** of a war ta heart. Yer a samurai through an through." He had said and presented me with my Commander weapons; a katana and wakizashi, the samurai long and short swords.

    I still had those weapons, and I wore them everyday on my right side instead of my gun. That was on my left. Dundee finally looked up at me and said, "Yes Samurai. I am aware that you must report any romances between soldiers of the opposite sex to the Mother of Sorrows."

    His face was ashen with fear, and he lightly fiddled with his bullwhip, the Commander weapon from me. "Very good. If you happen to see any romances occurring that I have missed, please inform me." I said and turned away...