The Lost Generation ~Actual RP~

Another day, another hour, another minute, another second... Time is inconsequential to me honestly... Am I a god? No, I'm most definitely mortal. I came to terms with my mortality long, long ago. But that matters not, my goals must be achieved. My soldiers have been preparing another raid since two days ago, and they plan to launch it today. They're attacking the area my brother currently resides. Not all of my subordinates are smart... They don't always listen to me or my lieutenant, but if they wish to die for our cause, who am I to stop them?

As for me... I have my sights on the Lost Generation. I've heard tales of a creature from the depths of hell resides somewhere around here, and if I can persuade this creature, if it exists, to join me, my plans will accelerate exponentially...

However... it is only a matter of time before somebody strong enough appears in this era, this world... to take me out. They will rise up, and slay Emperor Krux, tyrannical ruler of The Left Hand of Justice. That time... is not now. Time is inconsequential, because until that time comes... I will dominate this pathetic human species, and I will sit here, upon the Throne of Want, watching, and waiting... Until my time comes...

...I will rule this miserable world.

 

A lone, long piercing cry of a coach's whistle carried over the football-field sized training field of the ODGIA barracks, into the ears of ten young men and women clad in urban camouflage pants and white tee shirts. "Squad! TEN-HUT!" A voice shouted, bringing the entire group from "at ease" to "attention." From the far left of the line of soldiers marched in a young woman, head shaven, adorned by a similar uniform and the addition of aviator sunglasses that completely blocked her eyes from view even at point blank. Despite that the woman stood shorter than the squad in front of her, her presence commanded respect, which the squad gave her without question.

As she marched across the line, the woman stared down each squad member in the eyes through the thick shade of her glasses. Reaching the end, she made an immediate about-face and stood front and center, facing the squad. She cleared her through and spat on the ground at her feet before addressing the squad. "Congratulations conscripts. As of morning, you have all been so lucky as to pass your basic training into the ODGIA. Not only have you been gifted with the powers necessary to joining this prestigious company, but you've as well demonstrated a superior aptitude for them. Now you get to run with the big kids.

"I am Lieutenant Julia L. Concord; platoon leader working directly under the good Captain, whom you all met this morning. In a few minutes you ten will be joined by the rest of the ODGIA Company, and assimilated into the platoon. You will meet your Sergeants the other squads."

Julia fell silent as she skimmed across the like of soldiers. "Corporal Traski!" She barked after a full minute of tension.

"Ma'am!" One young man at the center of the line stepped forward.

Julia walked forward, placed her hands on her hips and leaned in, hovering inches in front of Traski's face. "You earned quite a name for yourself back in Basic," she whispered. "They say you had some unique methods."

"Ma'am?" Traski sounded nervous as he spoke.

"They also said you had a unique attitude. But far be it from me to question the powers that be. Congratulations: you've been bumped to Sergeant. This squad is yours. You will answer to me and all appointed above me. Understood?"

"Yes Lieutenant!"

"Good." Julia turned about, returning to her previous position and faced the squad again. "For those not fortunate enough to overhead my conversation with Mr. Traski," she said, "he is now Sergeant, and will be the appointed leader of this Squad. You are to abide by orders from him and those appointed above him. Understood?"

"YES LIEUTENANT!" The squad called in unison.

"Good. Now, At Ease." The squad snapped back to their earlier stance. "Now, wait here for role-call. After that, your first official day of ODGIA life begins."

 

Sitting atop his throne, the leader of the Left Hand of Justice sat, staring out at the world below him. It wasn't until one of his men approached him that he made any movements, adjusting himself and frowning. "Delay the order... These fools are committing suicide to quickly. I want ODGIA to be oblivious for a while longer. They will not march until I issue the command. Is that understood?"

The soldier nodded and saluted his lord before heading out to deliver the message to the assault squad.

As the soldier left, Lord Krux sighed and shook his head, "Soon... I hope to avoid having to get directly involved until I have the upper hand, but the way things are going... I may have no choice."