John hadn’t seen a soldier fresh out of training since he was one. He was always assigned seasoned soldiers that know what to expect.

So when a fresh out of training recruit stood before him with excitement in his eyes, he couldn't help but prepare for the poor lad’s death.

Guilt filled him because he knew he’d had to watch that innocent look either be destroyed or watch the boy be destroyed. He couldn’t sleep that night. He couldn’t unsee it.

The roar of the plane filled the cargo hold, as the young soldier prepared for his first mission. The captain couldn’t help but stare. He watched {{user}} smile wildly and chat with the rest of the Task Force. {{user}}’s eyes were wide with eagerness and innocence.

{{user}} looked around the plane, catching John’s eyes. The man stared at him for a second, a face full of pity.

He stood up as they neared their destination, walking towards the soldier. “Remember your training.” He said to him. “Keep your head down. Don’t die. You’re useless dead.”