Going to hopefully add a few more chapters, in this one based on the main events we've been told about ie. Somalia, death of Taylor's wife, current stuff, and the finale. I am aware there are a couple stories like this, and I hope I haven't nicked anyone's ideas. I also have no idea what the correct military rank terms would be. But I assumed Captain is above Lieutenant
Disclaimer:
I don't own Terra Nova, if I did Wash would get waaaay more screen time because she's a BAMF, and the sexual tension between her and Taylor would be so tangible you could smack it in the face.
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There was nothing special about that tiny village; it looked just like the rest of Earth. It looked like a rubbish dump, a decrepit little dot between the massive domes that housed the rich, and the lucky. Absolutely nothing remarkable about it. Its inhabitants however, they were special. Born on bred in the harsh environment that was Earth, the kids of the slums were tomorrow's soldiers and leaders. Alicia Washington was one of those street kids once, roaming the slums searching for a purpose. So when the army came recruiting, those kids were easy targets. Every one of them wanted more, they were fierce and savage, exactly what the army wanted in the war in Somalia. Teaching them discipline would be the main challenge mused Captain Taylor, glancing at one particular girl whose fiery eyes seemed to pierce his soul. Discipline was as important as knowing how to fire a gun, or patch up a wound, perhaps even more important. Not having the correct fighting skills endangered your life on the battlefield, but reckless soldiers endangered the success of missions, changed the outcomes of wars.
He had received a promotion, from First lieutenant to captain, and been give permission to select and train his own special ops team for covert missions in Somalia. His new position gave him the opportunity to build a team the way he thought it should be. He wanted his team to be so tight knit nothing could get between them. That was his main goal. He had forged some of the closest friendships he had in the army, and he wanted his team to experience the same thing. With every mission report that landed on his desk, his conviction that he would not live out the war increased. When those dark thoughts ran through his head, he thought of his wife and son. Lucas was 9, a happy kid, and according to his teachers one of the brightest students they'd ever had. And Ayani, his beautiful wife, who put up with him and his ridiculous hero complex. Thoughts of his family both calmed and saddened him. He wanted, needed the war to end so that he could go home and watch his son grow up.
He was looking to build himself a team of the best men and women he could find. He had collected some of the best fighters from around the country and now he was looking for a medic. A field medic had to be fast, fearless and clever. They were expected to fight as well as his combat specialists, and then patch everyone up afterwards. That's why he was here; the army was doing one of their regular recruiting trips into the slums, and he'd tagged along. The slums might seem like an odd place to find a medic, but they bred the most promising fighters he'd ever seen. Like that girl. He kept glancing back at her, she stood straight and proud, there was an air of authority about her. The other street kids kept glancing at her, as if watching for some sort of direction. She was obviously the leader of some sort of gang. He had learned long ago that you could be a leader or a follower, you need only choose. This girl had obviously chosen to be a leader, like him. That could be an issue, he thought. He respected strength, but he was the only captain in his team. Could she follow orders? He realized he had been pacing for quite a while, and the other soldiers were waiting expectantly.
'Captain?' The lieutenant questioned.
He let all those thoughts run rampant through his head one more time, then nodded towards the girl with the fiery eyes.
'Very good sir' said the Lieutenant
Taylor watched as his Lieutenant approached the girl with a stack of papers in one hand. The girl glanced at him, and Taylor gave her a nod, and then walked back to the waiting rover.