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Something Greater....
    #19002204 - 10/20/13 12:00 AM (10 years, 3 months ago)

The Grandest Army

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4 Location Unknown

Donegal District

Lyran Commonwealth

12 April 2762

If he didn’t turn his head to the right his shoulder didn’t hurt, but that wasn’t an option. The idiot doing the talking was on his right. And it didn’t work to not look at your host, when your host had you handcuffed to a chair in a featureless building on a world without a name.

“It’s really too bad you survived,” his host said.

“I get that a lot,” Lieutenant John Hampton said.

“I’m sure you do.” His host—

what had he said his name was?

Blakely? Blackie? Baxter? Something with a b
—grinned and walked around to in front of Hampton’s chair. Hampton turned his head to follow, fighting to keep the sigh from escaping as the pressure came off of his shoulder. “Do you want to tell me about your orders yet?” Hampton grinned up at him. “Hampton, John. Lieutenant, Star League Defense Force.” He cycled through his number. “Did you get that?”

The man standing— Badger? Bickel? Damn it, I’m terrible with names —smiled tightly. “I think I can remember it after hearing it this many times.”

Hampton just held his grin. His shoulder was starting to throb
where it had clipped the edge of the egress port when he’d ejected
from the burning carcass of his Falcon. The pirates who’d destroyed his lance had captured Hampton and Sergeant Gaines before the rest of the battalion could reach them. They’d shot Gaines. Hampton they’d stuffed into a DropShip and brought here.

Wherever the hell here was. It was wherever this batch of the
pirates and bandits that seemed to spring up like cockroaches
came from.

“Your orders, Lieutenant.”

“Hampton, John. Lieutenant—“ he was already expecting the
punch. That the fist came down on his already-sore shoulder instead
of across his jaw was the only surprise. The pain was white-hot.
Hampton screamed. There was no point in trying to hold it in.
He was going to die anyway.
“Your orders.”

“Hampton, John—“ again on the shoulder. Again he screamed.

Tears burst out of his eyes. His armpits and back were sweating, and
his booted feet kicked against the ties securing him to the chair. He
didn’t expect the kicks to do anything. They were just reflex.
“Why are you protecting them?” Bordon—
that was his name

asked. “They let you go. They let us carry you off. You don’t owe
them anything.’’

Hampton forced himself to laugh. “You know,” he said, ignoring
the question, “I spent two years on Garrison a few years back.”

“Garrison?”

“Yeah. I lived in New Patterson. It’s a little city on the coast. Not
much there—some boats, some factories. A highway. Truckers used
to come into the restaurant I liked, from all over the continent.”

“You have a point with this, I’m sure,” Bordon said.

“One time this guy came in with an accent. Sounded like two
dogs trying to shit a rooster bone.” Hampton opened one of his eyes
and looked up. He’d meant to open both, but the light was suddenly
too intense. It hurt to open both eyes. “He sounded just like you.”
Hampton forced a smile. “Told me he was from a little place called
Howell. Couple hours to the east.”

“Howell, huh?” Bordon’s face was calm.

“Howell. Know what he told me Howell was famous for?”
“What’s that?”

“Hookers.” Hampton grinned. He worked his tongue around
and spat on the floor between them. “That’s all you are. I don’t know
who you work for. I don’t know why you wanted to raid anywhere,
much less my patrol area. I don’t know who buys your ’Mechs and
who pays your bills. But you’re from Howell on Garrison, Bordon, and
I learned that just from hearing you speak.”

Bordon sneered. “Everyone’s from someplace, Lieutenant
Hampton.”

“So they are.” Hampton tilted his head back. “So they are. But
you’re from that place. And I know it. Eventually the Star League will
know it, and they’ll send the SLDF to wipe you and your little band
off the face of the universe. My brothers and sisters. It’ll be like you never existed. Because that’s what it’s like when you’re SLDF, Bordon. Someone will remember me. And they’ll make sure you don’t get
away.
That’s what it’s like.

“What what’s like?”

“Just shoot me.”

Bordon drew a pistol from behind his back. “What what’s like,
Lieutenant?”

“Being part of something greater than yourself.”

“Hmph.” Bordon chewed on his lip for a second. Then he pointed
the pistol at Hampton’s face. Hampton smiled. He began to whisper.
“Something great—




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