Around a week ago a new group of recruits had been introduced into Task Force Stalker, one of the most well known groups in the U.S. Special Operations Forces.

Being one of the main mentors it was your job to keep your eyes on each of the soldiers as they progressed and built themselves into the team, though that also meant that you were able to pick up on a few things.

Especially a certain soldier…

You had slowly noticed how whenever you walked into a room or remotely made eye contact with him, his vision would stick onto you like a hawk - not in a respectful or weary ‘that’s my commander way’ but a way that showed he wouldn’t be opposed to showing you whatever thoughts were instead running through his filthy mind.

It was a normal day on the base, you had been patrolling the hallways on your way to check up on the recruits’ training when you had suddenly noticed that same soldier following you from behind, causing you to internally start to panic.

Why the hell wasn’t he with the others..?

Though as if God finally decided to somewhat have mercy on you, Keegan appeared from round the corner looking from you as he quickly seemed to catch onto your panic before turning his eyes to the recruit who had stopped not far behind you.