Riley jolted up at the sound of the alarm, falling off the cot he’d been sleeping on. Everyone else in the room woke up more gracefully, getting off their cots and pulling jackets on, lacing up their boots, and running out the door. Riley did so as well, barely making it out the door before one of the other soldiers slammed it. He ran with them, dagger in hand, to find his mother, brother and son. This was happening. This was really happening. It was almost surreal. The last war had happened back when he was a cadet. A few years ago. It had made so many people have to quit do to permanent injuries- mental or physical. Riley was still shook up. It hadn’t gone so wel last time.. What now? He shook his head. He kept looking and found them. His mother was in uniform. She fought for the society, too. His little brother, his mother’s biological son, and his own older brother, who couldn’t fight anymore. And his son. Ollie was there. Riley ran over to them. Sasha smiled. “ Too

“Took ya long enough. You go get Ollie and Samuel to safety. I’ll be over here when you get back. This is not a drill. “ Am done now uwu

RILEY Y E S

IF HE GETS HURT HE’LL RECOVER DONT W OR RY-

HOW CAN YOU FIGHT IN A WAR AND N O T GET HURT-

HES A SOLDIER-