She blushes slightly. "W-what do you mean?"

He smiles at her. "I mean you're a Hell of a soldier."

"T-thank you. No ones...really...complimented me."

"They should, I like what I see."

She smiles. "Thanks. I'll take that as a motivator."

He smiles back. "I'm putting together a team. Rather secret and dangerous...you want in?"

"I'll need more insight than "secret and dangerous"."

He chuckles. "Well, it'll be lead by me, so, elite soldiers, higher grade weapons, probably a few suicide missions."

"Suicide, eh? Sure. Not like I have much of a life left anyway." Her expression darkens.

"Don't take it like that, take it more as...a freedom. Instant promotions and more kills." He smiles in return, an attempt to counter her darker expression.

Her expression falters and brightens for a moment, but quickly darkens once more, she was obviously remembering something she didn't want to. Her blue eyes flicker red for a instant, it was barely noticeable. "Yeah.....sure."

"You need to talk about something? Better get it out before you meet the drill sergeants..."

She shakes her head. "N-no. It's nothing. Really."

He chuckles. "Speak, I've got time, soldier."

She sighs. "You know.... You're probably the only person I've ever told this too..."

"It's good to get stuff off your mind. I'm a good listener." He smiles at her, waiting for her to say something.

She sighs heavily. "I was 16, both my parents 40, and my little brother, Jason, 9. I lived on a little planet on the outer rim, I could never pronounce the name. I lived in a decent house, did my chores, and really the only thing I did besides eating, sleeping, and working was just staring off into space. It wasn't as boring as it sounds, trust me. One day, like any other day, I got up, ate my breakfast, talked etc etc. So I went outside to smell the fresh air, and see our Sun and smile. Only the air was clammy, arid, and their was no Sun, their was only the Federation. Their hulking warships blotting out the sun. Soldiers started pouring in, killing everyone, burning down houses. My father pulled me in our house, and just as we locked the door, a mortar shell collapsed our building. It didn't explode, only sat their. Our roof and floor were gone. And all four of us, me, my parents and my brother were trapped beneath the rubble. And the word that I saw the entire time, Federation. We moved every once and a while, shifting the bricks, moving the rubble. And I'm thinking, "This is going to set it off.". We wait, for three days, for the Federation to kill us, but it never came. And then, someone came to our door. We were desperate, naive, and thought of it as a savior, but it was them. They took my brother out of my arms, my parents with them. But I never got why they didn't take me. I screamed, they screamed, we caused a ruckus apparently. They shoot all of them at the same time in the head with handguns. Their blood spattered on my face. I was in shock. I fell to my knees. And I screamed. And screamed. And screamed. And screamed. Then I open my eyes and nothing's left but ash. I killed everything on the planet and in the atmosphere. So, I found a ship, and drifted across the galaxy. And then I joined the Rebellion." Her voice faltered on the last few words as she started to cry. She hugged herself for a moment. She then yelled as she shot out her hand and her eyes blazed red as a bolt of red energy emerged from her hand and struck the sandy surface about 20 feet in front of you. The remaining is smoldering glass. "And that is why, I want I slowly kill every single Federation soldier out their. I want them to fell my pain. And suffer."

He seems humbled, saddened maybe, by the story. He had been through something similar. "It's going to happen. The Feds are going to fall, one way or another. I just hope we can do it, not some political bastard."

"I agree."

"Alright. Get some sleep, soldier." He smiles and starts to walk towards his office.