Broken

He was a guardian, and he did protect.





There stood a Soldier among the crowd of trinkets, to reason with them about the purpose they should aspire to. He had placed himself upon a stage and delivered the speech he had rehearsed over and again. "We are men of few words, but many deeds. Swift to do and quick to deliver we stand in the gap. We are so many princes, with so many steeds charging to victory. We are the guardians and we will protect."



Silence met his passionate words and once more the Soldier walked away hearing only cheers and trumpets. "Reporting for duty!" the Soldier stated with a crisp salute. "At ease Private." responded the Sergeant, with a somehow better salute.



"Is all of your gear checked and double checked?" "Yes sir!" "Have you memorized the map layout of your mission area?" "Yes sir!" "Do you know by instinct the requirements of your mission, and shall you abide and do those requirement and only them?" "Yes sir, and yes again sir!"



The Sergeant nodded and his former official demeanor fell away as a genuine smile lit his face, "God speed private." said the Sergeant. Salutes, departure, and the Soldier fell in with his squad for their mission. The mission for the next five months was survive the first semester of freshman year at a public high school, and his squad was a group of students he didn't know all piled in a giant yellow bus.



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To be continued...