Confession *WIP*
This is something that popped in my head that I might do something with. It features a character I haven't gotten to use, Jon Adalwulfsson, the new Vandalian Alpha of a Lupus Cohort Pack. This is a sad part of the story and I hope to be able to finish.
"What is all this?"
"I wanted to tell you, but you have to understand that I couldn't. If I had you would have to have been sworn to secrecy but the only way that could be assured would have been to force you to live in the colony, which is underground by the way. I didn't want that for you. I need your forgiveness."
"For what?"
"There's so much blood on my hand. When you saw me the other day I was heading off to kill a detachment of enemy commandos that were on their way to Cheyenne. If they had made it there they would have killed the President and most of the high staff which we couldn't allow. They could have gotten their hands on atomic, millions would have been dead. I didn't want to kill them, if they just had never come I wouldn't of had to, but I did. I've killed a lot of people but you have to believe me that they were all very bad people.
"Before the other day, there were cultists who had taken a shuttle hostage and planted a bomb. They were going to run it into a space station. Over a hundred thousand would have been killed. I had to stop them. Before that Pirates were hired to slaughter a village because they wouldn't move and they wanted the resources under them. Can you blame me for killing them. I don't want to, I wish I didn't have to." He was on the verge of tears.
"Then why don't you."
"I can't now. Don't you know, I'm a war hero. A major with men who expect me to get them home. I can't let them down. For King and Country. You rejected me and I turned back to the Federal Service, I would have given this all up for you. But you didn't want me. So I turned to my brothers-in-arms. They needed me, they wanted me."