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Chapter 6

Shit getting to Mr. Hawk's office was like a rat walking in a maze. Shit I kind of lost track on how many turns I took with Mr. Dusty. I lost my count at about six or seven I think, but man this walk was long. Shit how big is this place? Of course this Dusty guy really did took his time in getting me from a to b.

I guess he didn't want me to get lost since he was strolling after all. I wanted to start a small conversation with him, but I could tell from his demeanor that he really didn't feel like talking or it was that maybe he was order not to by this Hawk guy.

Any who I finally made it to this guy's office only I was to wait outside sitting in the many rows of chairs. I thought I was going to be sitting here for a good while, but nope not after five minutes of sitting here that I was led in to Mr. Hawk's office.

I can't say much about this guy's office only that it had some computer screens, a plain looking desk, and maybe TV I think. I thought for a moment that Dusty was going to stay in there with me, but for some reason I think this Hawk character wanted it to be just me and him in his office.

I started to get a bit nervous as to what this guy wanted as I stood there in front of him. He wasn't really doing much other than just reading some papers in his hands. He finally notices me and motions for me to take a seat.

"So Mark how are you doing today?"" Uh I'm fine Mr. Hawk."" Humph you know Mark you don't have to refer to everyone here including myself by Mr. or Ms. Just call me by my name Hawk or sir if you prefer." I just nodded to him in approval.

"So Mark I've been talking to Lifeline and he has told me that you have made a full recovery from your injuries and malnutrition."" Yeah thanks a bunch for that uh Hawk." Man that just sounds weird to me. "Don't worry sir I won't tell anyone what I have seen ok."" So thanks for helping me out in my time of need."

I started to get up out of my chair to get ready to head on out of here." Whoa, whoa, where you're going Mark?"" Well I thought that once I got better that you guys where going to ship me out to some place like maybe back to Idaho or if you could maybe some place better."

"Sit back down Mark I got some news for you." So I started to sit back down waiting to hear what Hawk had to say. "Ok Mark my people did a little of digging here and there about you."" For the most part we really didn't find all that much."

"Just that you where dropped at the Novsky Orphanage as a baby, with no possessions or identification."" Your date of birth is as follow according to the priests that assigned it to you."" They went the easiest route for you by claiming that your birthday to be January 5, 1998.""Today is March 5, 2016, so that roughly makes you about 18 years old."

"Wow I didn't realized that I had my birthday already in that god awful place that you found me."" I know for a fact that I did escape from Novsky when I was 17 to try and start a new life." I started to look down to hide my sadness." Well then I'm sorry that you had to hear that Mark."

"Be sides what would you do once you left here?"" I don't know sir maybe I can find some general labor job to get myself back on my feet. ""I don't know how you would be able to since you have literacy skills of that of a 3rd grader."

I looked up a bit to Hawk in surprise from that last statement. "Don't act so surprised kid; I know that Novsky Orphanage doesn't pride itself on education to its orphans."" I know for a fact that they slave out poor kids like you, which is why in good conscious I can't let you leave here without learning so much as to read and write properly."" But also to have some kind of job skill to keep you on your feet."

"Look sir I don't need your pity and I don't want to be a burden on you as well."" I'll shall be the judge on that alone kid."" Which comes up the next order of business, which is your other talent that you have."

I tried to play it off as if I don't know what Hawk was talking about, but I knew that he was referring to my shooting ability. Mr. Hawk started to open up this other file that was on his desk, and then he started to pull out some targets.

I could tell that those where the same targets that I was shooting over the course of the few weeks that I was here. "Do you recognize these Mark?"" Uh maybe, uh I don't know."

Hawk chuckled a bit from the kids attempt to play off as if he didn't know what these targets are. "Sure whatever you say I'm sure this isn't you either." While Hawk switched on his TV and DVD player to show the kid that he was being taped the entire time.

Awe man I knew the jig was up when I saw myself on TV." Ok, ok what are you getting at sir?"" Well you seem to have an uncanny ability to shoot a rifle well, particularly the semi automatics."" So where did you learn how to shoot like that?"

"I have no clue Hawk, I mean never ever held a rifle before in my life."" Not until a few days ago."" Really Mark, because the way you hold it and fire it shows a completely different story here."" From your targets in the past few weeks have show that you are in fact improving every day."

"Either Cobra did something to you in that prison base camp or you're a one in a billion prospect. ""Who's Cobra?"" They are a terrorist group set world domination type of shtick."" Oh ok, I mean I'm trying to remember what happen while I was there in the jungle, but nothings coming up."

"Don't worry about it kid I believe you ok and it was probably traumatizing and from your amnesia from the impact of that explosion that you suffered your drawing a blank."

"Which brings up to my final point kid, since you got no job skill and you can barely read, but somehow you have a deadly accuracy with semi automatic rifles, how would you like to become a Scout Sniper here at the pit?"

I was kind of taken aback at what this guy said as I sat there blinking at bit.

"Come again Mr. Hawk."" How would you like to become a Scout Sniper here at the Pit?"" What's a scout sniper?"" Well kid it's a person who specializes in reconnaissance and you fire weapons specialized in long range precision from a concealed position."

"So you want me to join the army?"" Sort of kid, you'll be joining GI Joe for the most part."" You'll start out as a green shirt and work your way up to becoming a Joe."

"Um I really don't know what to say about that, I mean don't I have to meet certain requirements in order to be eligible to do this?" "Your 18 and in pretty good health kid, that's all I pretty much require from someone like you and the fact that you can shoot really well as an added bonus."

"Yeah but you also said that I'm a dumbass when it comes to reading and writing."" Don't worry about it kid I'll get some people to help you on that, so what do you say?"

"Well I got one more question to ask you?"" All right go on."" Uh I know this going to sound kind of silly, but do you think that I can get you know paid for this?"

"You want to be compensated?"" Yeah uh sir, I just want to make a little of money."" You know so that I can get on my feet and maybe buy my own place."" Heh heh, I starting to like you kid, so you want to make some money."" I think I can help you on that."

"How about this kid, I'll start you out at an E-1 and you will get you paid so to speak at the end of the month."" What's an E-1?"" It's just the basic starting point for most people joining the army or GI Joe, mainly the rank of private."

"I guess that sounds ok sir."" So do I have to sign something or what I'm kind of new to this?"" So you want to join then?"" Ok here's the pad and a pen go ahead and sign on."

I held up what looked like some kind of electronic pad. Whoa this is cool, I thought this was going to be some kind of paper I had to fill out instead they got this. I try to make my name as nice as I could when I signed the electric pad.

Of course Mr. Hawk held it up to see my name printed." Ok kid where going to have to work on your penmanship here, but that has to wait."

He gets up and so do I as Mr. Hawk extents out his right hand to me to shake it. "Welcome aboard kid." Just then I hear a knock from behind me as Mr. Hawk said come in.

As I turned around I saw a familiar face, which happens to be Strike. Rather than be casual as I normally see her she was rather formal in this one instance. "Sir First Strike reporting in as you requested Sir." Wow I actually never really had seen this side of her as she stood there like a statue saluting to Mr. Hawk.

"At ease strike since you're best situated to handling the kid here, I need you to get him situated since he just signed up with us."" I need you to do the whole nine yards with this kid, I.D., uniform requisitions, get him quarter, etc… do you understand Strike?"" Yes sir I do."" Good you two are dismissed."

I started to head out with strike out of Hawk's office. Strike just asked me to keep up with her as she told me that we have a lot to do before the end of the day. So we only had a few hours. The first stop on the list of many things was the infirmary, where Mr. Lifeline gave me so sort metal tags for me to wear.

I look at only to see a couple of inscriptions on it. It had my only name, a list of numbers, and something called AB. Before we left, I did ask a concerning question about these metal tags. "Uh Mr. Lifeline, I mean Lifeline what do these numbers and this AB symbol mean?"

"Well kid the numbers are your identification numbers and the AB is your blood type."" Actually I believe your blood type if I'm not mistaken is AB negative."" Uh ok thanks for the information lesson." I started to leave until Lifeline spoke up again.

"Hey kid, I'm only going to tell you this once ok."" I know I know you don't like being called Mr."" That's not it kid."" What I meant to say is that you have a very rare blood type, so try not to get yourself too hurt ok." I just nodded to Lifeline and then we where off to our next destination.

Then next thing Strike had me do was to get a haircut. I never really thought of my hair only up to this point. But as I ran my fingers thru it I could tell that it was getting a bit long and out of hand. All I really requested from the hair stylist was to cut it short but not too short.

Instead they gave me something a lot different. They gave me what was called a four finger buzz cut. I could feel my scalp on all sides of my head that my hair was shaven while they cut my hair on the top very short.

Man I couldn't really stop touching the head, when strike told me that I looked fine at least in her eyes. I just couldn't shake it off I suppose, I mean I never had this kind of hair cut before.

The next few trips went like a blur to me. We went to the quartermaster to get my green clothes. Like five pairs of shirts, pants, boxers, and socks. I already had boots to match since they were given to me earlier in the week. I also got another set of identification that I had to have on me at all times.

It mostly represents and id card with my picture, but they also took plenty of eye and thumb scans as well.

Finally the last stop was getting me a bunk to sleep in. Apparently they really didn't have any room for me within the Pit complex, so instead they housed me in one of the many rooms above the complex. I found out that mainly to rooms where used primarily for some kind of storage.

It wasn't really much other than a makeshift bed with a bathroom attachment and a footlocker. I didn't really mind since this was a lot nicer than my previous arrangements. At least I got an ok size window near the top of room. No TV though, but once I start earning some extra cash I guess I could spring for a TV and maybe a radio.

"Hurry up and get your gear pack in kid, because dinner is about to be served and I got the munchies, also I got to get you to dinner as well, buts that's hard for me to get excited about."

"Yeah, yeah sure strike give me a couple of minutes ok." Once I was done we soon head off into the mess hall within the pit. I still couldn't help but touch my near naked head as Strike took notice. Suddenly Strike stopped me as she let out a small sigh as she handed me a cap.

"Here kid you can have my standard issue ball cap since you feel really uncomfortable with the new cut."" Awe Strike I can't take your cap."" Yes you can, beside's it's not like I can get a new for myself." "Thanks Strike?"" No problem kid now will you please come along now."

Within in a span of ten minutes we finally made it to the mess hall in the pit. At least this time I can make up the steps. I got in line along with Strike. "So Strike you want me to sit down while you get the food?"" What do I look like to kid your butler?"" I know you're strong enough to get it yourself."

Soon enough we had our trays as Strike found a place to sit down in this sea of people eating their dinners.

Even though Strike encouraged me to take off my cap, I still kept it on to hide my face from the many strangers in the room. Soon enough a couple of other people joined us at our table. First was the Dusty guy who sat down next to strike on the left across from me.

"Hey kid how are you doing?" I just nodded to him to acknowledge him. "I heard from the grapevine that you decided to join up."" Yeah I sort of did on persuasion alone."" Well good luck to you then." I just continue to dig into my food.

Of course when I looked up another guy had joined our small party of three. At first I thought he was Asian, but he also looked like he had some Spanish in him as well. From his stature he did look rather small and scrappy to me. But I know that looks can be deceiving.

From the way he wore his black shirt I could see his muscular frame. I look to myself seeing some minor muscles of my own. Dame I look like such pip squeak compare to these guys here. He finally speaks up to me as he sees me noticing him.

"Hey what's up kid, my name is Tunnel Rat."" Man you people got some interesting names."" Yeah we do don't we."" Hmm you must be the new green recruit then."" Uh yeah that's it."

I kept on staring at him for no reason until he starts to snap his fingers at me." Uh you ok kid?" "Oh yeah sorry about that, it's that you dudes and ladies here all have such top physical physic's ." All three of them started to look at their muscle tone bodies.

"As for me I look like a string bean here."" I mean I look really out of place here." Strike who was trying to finish some of her chow as she chewed on spoke up a moment. "Ah don't worry about kid; you'll get there in no time."" Especially with all time in world you have for training."

"Yeah before I continue on that with you Strike, there's the dude who is staring at me very intently about three tables behind you close to the edge on Mr. Tunnel Rat's side."

Tunnel Rat start to slowly turn to his head to the left peeking over his shoulder to see who it was. On first glance he caught Beach Heads black beady eyes staring at the kid. Tunnel Rat nodded to Beach head as he nodded back to him in silence as if they know what they are saying to each other.

Tunnel Rat turned a bit quick to face the kid." Ah don't worry about that guy kid, that's just Beach Head over there."" Uh who?"" Beach head Strike said."

"Yeah you're going to have loads of fun with him tomorrow," Strike exclaimed." Fun, what kind of fun?" "The physical kind of fun kid," Tunnel said as he laughed at bit." Is it hard," I said with some curiosity? "Well it could be a little at first, but Beach Head over there is really go motivator to some extent."

I just continue on eating till I got done. Within a couple minutes Strike got done as well as I bided Mr. Dusty and Tunnel Rat a good night.

Strike finally leads me back to my above ground bunk room. It finally dawn on me to ask her one final question about how I was going to wake up in the morning. Since I don't have any means to wake myself up, Strike did let me know that she would come by first thing in the morning to get my ass awake. I just got ready for bed after taking a shower. I laid there in bed staring at the ceiling wonder what the hell I got myself into as my eyes started to close.