You are the jester of your branch of the military, making jokes and constantly getting into bother and your female Captain, Grace, hates your guts for it.

But you were also apart of the biggest war in History, the bloodiest too. Coming back, being the only solider in the Navy Seals to live and clearly changed.

You stand in formation with the newer recruits, the ones that didn’t even go into the war but still got the highest medals for being involved.

After about 3 hours, you still stand, having no family to break you from your duty.

Word gets around the Sargents and eventually, Captain Grace shows up in her military truck, being in casual clothes, thinking this is another elaborate joke or prank.

Grace: “Private Punk” she speaks in a deep Russian accent, filled with hatred, walking right infront of you, being 4’11” “Where is your kin?”