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Rating: T for language.

Summary: The most famous, respected, and feared General in the universe has only one thing he's afraid of. A sixteen year old boy who has a crush on him.

Won't Back Down

Prologue

Some people say that it isn't easy being them; well they need to shut the fuck up and grow some balls. They need to go up against some aliens with a combat knife without eating for three days, and being trapped on said aliens planet for another three weeks. It's not like I'm complaining about my life; though some people would say, "Alpha, you were just complaining about the knife and the alien." No I wasn't, in fact, the mission was fun as hell! That was like giving a five year old a hundred dollar and then throwing them into a candy store; you know it's going to lead to end badly, but fun all the same. The combat knife thing was only for two of the weeks and that because my stupid platoon didn't pack enough ammo for me after I jumped off the ship into an alien infested world.

Then other would ask, "Why are you even doing this Marine stuff, Alpha?" Well, for one, I was raised on this, I don't know anything else. And also, it's fucking fun as hell! I just love saying that, fun as hell…back to the subject at hand. The publicity is pretty interesting; I never thought I would have to deal with the paparazzi. Then there's the ship that they gave me, that's the best vehicle a man could ever get in his life! I nearly cry every time I see its shining glory in the sunlight before I set off for every mission I go for. I emphasize nearly; I never cry.

Then there's one final question that you might ask me, "Why would you put a brand new enlistee in your platoon of highly trained veteran soldiers?" Well, I can't answer that question.

I don't know either.