Thread: Chains Of Command [DamonHuntington x MasochisticHeartx]

td General's Post, One Hour After The Assembly A series of full profiles was atop the Commander's desk, all lining up the polished wooden surface of the desk. Each paper sheet contained all the details pertaining to each and every candidate that aspired to join the military life this year. The pages were filled with their psychological profiles, physical aptitude tests, main characteristics and other sorts of information that Jedrek ordered to be collected for his own egotistical purposes. One profile, however, called his attention more than any other. Apparently so, Private Leroy Ryker had the best results in the physical tests during his entrance examinaton, coupled with a disposition that seemed to be reported by the psychologist as strongly assertive and overly confident. The recruit displayed the height and weight of a well-built young man, and the mind of someone that would be tough to break. Ah, but they all break. Eventually they do , chuckled General Wolf to himself, enjoying the new-found target for his devious purposes. The Commander began thinking in retrospect, trying to remember how Private Ryker reacted during the assembly - after all, the first impression of a man, according to the General, certainly dictated his worth and the true colours of the one hiding beneath the faade. A faint recollection played in his head, until the male recalled the sight of an individual that looked like the profile picture that was right before him. The recruit in question had, indeed, a certain aura of confidence projected from his body he did not react with the same degree of fear or astonishment at the presence of his leader, and seemed to actually seek for an opportunity to prove himself when the Commander's discourse was finished. Jedrek had found his target. Now he was going to teach the boy how to fear and obey. Private's Quarters, Night-Time Soon the moonlight spanned across the area, prompting the soldiers to go to their sleep - except for one, that would get more than he asked for tonight. As the privates began to assemble inside their Quarters, Jedrek entered the premises abruptly and shouted at the top of his lungs. At attention! Everyone take post at the side of your designated bed, NOW! , he screamed and took delight at the rushing and scrambling of the soldiers in the dormitory as they ran to their positions. An aura of fear began to exude from the collective group, not knowing what was about to happen. Pitiful , the Commander said when they were done with the task. Had you all been that unprepared in a war, you'd all drop dead like flies without a warning , the man proceeded as he walked in the direction of Leroy, staring into his eyes from a very uncomfortable distance. You think you're hot shit, don't you, Private Ryker? That you're better than any of these morons, that you deserve to be on top, that you'll fucking prove yourself to me to the point I'll fall head over heels for you. You're wrong. WRONG! , asserted General Wolf in a vociferous tone. You're nothing, worse than nothing, because I have less disdain for an idiot that knows he is an idiot than an idiot who believes to be the next Patton. Drop, now, and give me two hundred! , the man commanded as he awaited for the private to complete his punishment. Unbeknownst to the man, Jedrek was going to push his whole body weight with his boot over the body of the soldier, as soon as he reached the mark of the fiftieth push-up. tdtd td