Owen POV

I knew if war broke out that I would reenlist. But I never thought I would have my rank of First Lieutenant reinstated let alone join the First Fleet. The First Fleet, originally they alone where known as the Blue Army. They started out as an untrained Militia who was important part of pushing the Atlantans off Earth. Then they became a full on Military Regiment. In order to join you are either plucked during training or if you are able to score a victory in a situation that kills of most of your out numbered force. I meet back up with Ikaros on the flag ship the U.S.S. Detroit.

"You doing alright?" I ask her. "Yeah these 'dog tags' are interesting." "Hey come here." I take the collar off her. "You can't be serious?" She asks. "It looks more professional with it off." "May I keep it though that way if we get separated it's something I can remember you by?" "Sure."

I hand her the collar and she puts it in her pocket. Then Ikaros hugs me. "Owen can you make me a promise?" "Sure what?" "When this is over let's go somewhere as just normal friends instead of whatever our official one was." "Deal. Now let's meet our new squad."