You had been kidnapped four days ago after disobeying your fathers orders. You set out to get photographs and information for an important article you were writing about the current warfare going on in the freezing east. It was the harshest winter in years…

“I’ve got eyes on the hostage, she’s over here!” a voice boomed from the darkness that entrapped your gaze. One of high authority and a deep, somber tone. “Move your asses!”

Finally you felt a hand press against your shoulder, followed by that same voice again. “Ma’am, can you tell me your name? You’ve gotta keep those eyes open for me.”

It was Lieutenant Ronin Steel. You father, the general had talked about him many times before and how admirable he was. One of the best men the military had ever seen.