WolfAlchemyst

(Two weeks after the sentencing and imprisonment of Rangwuld R Wulf) From the Office of Captain Oliver C Wulf of the 21st Recon Company Dated: 12/10/2010 Confidential, strictly for your eyes only Mother, I understand if you ripped up this letter before reading it and I would not blame you. I cannot even begin to apologise for my actions that lead to this mess. I do not deserve your forgiveness anyway, I have acted a total and utter fool and now my father is in a military prison after losing his rank and citizen status. I just need you to know that I am sorry, for what good it does I cannot mean anything more than that. The reason I have

The cameras turned and over a thousand eyes fell upon the former General as he was marched slowly onto the platform that had been erected in the city centre by the engineering corps of the Mobile Infantry. The dull grey trench coats of the overseeing  officers caused a harsh flapping sound as the wind protested against them. Thousands of people had gathered to the city square to see a hero loose his grace and his light by the leather lash of the whip. The General searched the crowd, so many people he had gone to war for, to save them from the bugs and to keep the race alive. He looked to the men and women in their dress uniforms who stood at

The General sat alone on the park bench, staring at the stature of the MI troops that had escaped from two years of Arachnid imprisonment. He softly sighed at the stone carving that represented the general standing proudly with the MI orange and red flag blowing gently in the breeze. He remembered those two years of torture underneath the ground of the Arachnid home world; he remembered the horrifying noises in the darkness that fell around them in the small underground cell. Rangy sighed again and stood up, allowing the grey trench coat to fall around his ankles before he started walking his lone walk. In his mind were only thoughts about h