Forget the past

Posted on Tue Feb 21st, 2012 @ 12:30am by 1st Lieutenant Brock Talon

Talon laying on his bunk and doozes off into a deep sleep thinking of his history and career. From him joining the marines straight out of high school to the mulitple fire-fights he has had over the years. Campaigns against the Breen, Romulans, Klingons, Dominion, Cardassians, etc. Endless thoughts of death and destruction. Then his thoughts focuses on the last mission where he had young recruits that were forced on a mission that they were unable to handle. In Talon's dream, the mission unravels and fellow corpsmen, fresh out of boot camp, are struck down in a hailstorm of energy blasts and fusion bombs. Talon is barking and screaming out orders but the many of the young marines are unprepared for such a battle. They freeze and cannot execute Talon's orders. Image after image engulfs Talon's dream. It seems to swirl through his head like a hurricane and then it abruptly stops with a crash. Talon sits up on quickly covered in a cold sweat.

He quickly got up and cleaned up. He threw on his uniform and left for the training area. All the while muttering , " I will not let it happen again..."