Sean-Michael Argo - Ghost Faction

“I do not feel special, Master Sergeant! I am here to serve Central Space Command and fight against the Estelian threat to Earth and all of her colonies!”

“Is that so?” Kim laughed as he stepped back and looked Cadet Private Vklogg up and down. “A real patriot? Is that what we have here? Don’t tell me you volunteered. Please don’t tell me that.”

Cadet Private Vklogg just stood there.

“Well, I’ll be blown by a pack of wiccs,” Kim laughed. “You did volunteer! Your parents must be very proud.”

Cadet Private Vklogg winced at the mention of her parents.

“Uh-oh,” Kim grinned from ear to ear. “I smell trouble in rich people land. Your parents aren’t proud, are they? They’re actually disappointed that the bribes they paid when you were born went to waste, am I right? All those credits just gone because you want to do your duty and kill doublegangers. They probably won’t speak to you anymore, right? Am I right, Cadet Private Vklogg?”

“No, Master Sergeant!”

“I’m sorry, did you just say no?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!”

“So your parents are speaking to you, Cadet Private Vklogg?”

“No, Master Sergeant! My parents were killed last year during the assault on the Benesheer, Master Sergeant! Along with my entire family! I escaped in a lifepod and was picked up by a CSC cruiser, Master Sergeant!”

“Well, fuck me standing on one leg,” Kim nodded. “I have been corrected. Your rich fucking family died while vacationing on the most expensive spaceliner in the galaxy, you escaped with your black skin intact, and now you want to go out and get your tits blown off by doublegangers? Is that what you are telling me?”

“I want to do my duty and kill Estelians, Master Sergeant!”

“You want revenge, is what you want,” Kim chuckled. “You know what revenge does to the mind, Cadet Private Vklogg? It warps it! It makes it do stupid things! Like fucking enlist in the CSC corps! That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard! You are a fucking moron, Cadet Private Vklogg! An A-one, prime moron!”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!”

“What is the name of your scorcher, Cadet Private Vklogg?”

“Nastua, Master Sergeant!”

“Was that your mother’s name?”

“No, Master Sergeant!”

“Was it your grandmother’s name?”

“No, Master Sergeant! It was the name of my baby girl, Master Sergeant! She was vaporized in the nursery during the first wave of the attack!”

“Now you want her to vaporize some doublegangers, is that it?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!”

“Fucking-A right, you do! Now shut the fuck up and let me deal with these other shitstains! You! The fucking slant-eyed ginger! How in the perfect science of genetics did you end up with slant eyes and curly red hair?”

“Good genes, Master Sergeant!” replied a short young man, looking exactly as Kim described him.

“Do you see my eyes, you little mongrel?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!”

“Are they slant eyed like yours?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!”

“Is my hair jet black?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!”

“That’s because my gene pool hasn’t been pissed in by some Celtic mongoloid! My blood is pure, you fucking freak of nature! Who the fuck let an abomination like you join this elite fighting machine?”

“A recruiter outside of a bar, Master Sergeant!”

“That explains everything then!” Kim yelled. He reached out and grabbed the young man by his curly red hair. “The next time you stand in front of me, I want this red shit shaved off! If you ever desecrate my heritage by showing up with some fucking leprechaun looking hair again, I will let Cadet Private Vklogg take her size twelve boot and insert it up your anus to her ankle, do you fucking hear me?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!”

“What is the name of your scorcher?”

“Mike, Master Sergeant!”

“Mike? You gave your scorcher a boy’s name? Do you like boys, cadet private?”

“Todd Norlini, Master Sergeant!”

“What did you just fucking say to me?”

“I told you my name, Master Sergeant!”

“Jesus eating crackers, did I ask you for your fucking name?”

“Well, no, Master Sergeant!”

“Well no?” Kim asked. He shook his head. “Drop your trousers and bend over, Cadet Private Norlini.”

“I’m sorry, Master Sergeant?”

“Yes, you are about to be,” Kim smiled. “Cadet Private Vklogg?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant?” Cadet Private Vklogg asked.

“The second Cadet Private Norlini has exposed his anus, I want you to grip his tiny boy hips and shove your boot as far up his ass as you can. Are we understood?”

“Yes, Master Sergeant!” Cadet Private Vklogg replied.

“NORLINI! Why do I not see your brown eye?” Kim roared.

Cadet Private Norlini looked around, but no one would meet his gaze. He swallowed hard then unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to his ankles.

“Turn and spread them wide, Norlini,” Kim chuckled. “Give Cadet Private Vklogg an open shot. Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

Cadet Private Norlini slowly turned around, bent over, and spread his ass cheeks. Cadet Private Vklogg hesitated slightly then walked to the man, grabbed him by his hips and lifted her foot.

“Master Sergeant Kim? Combat simulator is now open. Please escort the cadets into the simulator for combat training,” a voice said from a speaker above the cadets.

“Well, looks like you have been saved by the voice above, Cadet Private Norlini,” Kim laughed. “NOW GET YOUR FUCKING ASSES INTO THAT SIMULATOR BEFORE I SCORCH RAPE EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!”

Copyright 2016 Sean-Michael Argo

Edited by TL Bland

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