"Those ******** stripped us of our ranks! They snuck up on us and whiped out 9/10 of our men! They kidnapped the villagers! They raped the dead! Those damn Kilirans! They stole everything from us!" The Sergeant yelled. "Wrong sir!" A voice shouted from the crowd. The entire room silenced; no one had ever challenged the Sergeant... It was... unheard of. "What did you say, Private? How dare you-" "No! How dare you, sir! We may have lost everything, but we still have our spirit, and our hope!" Private Bucker spoke up. "What do you know about hope? We've been stuck in this godforsaken future of man vs. beast for over a century!" The General chimed in. "I know enough to know that we shouldn't just give in like this!" "Well then, Bucker, what do you suppose we do?" Private Nelson questioned. "We take up our arms and take back what is ours!" Bucker yelled, "who's with me?" No one dare speak. "Ninnies..." Bucker grabbed a laser rifle and headed out the door. No one stopped him.
