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By Kimberly Russell
05/13/09
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Jordeo attempted to appear nonchalant while waiting for his comrades to assemble. Despite the fact that he was about to jump out of his skin with excitement, weary eyes were growing heavy from lack of sleep. Late night partying with his friends in celebration of the assignment had seemed more important than restful preparation.

“Good grief, that's all I need is to have the Captain catch me dozing,” he muttered while shaking his head to clear the cobwebs.

One thing for certain: he could not mess up today. This was his chance to display the fierce determination that coursed through his veins like fire. The importance of their first mission was not lost on any of the plebes. More importantly, he wanted-no needed- to do well in order to move up the ranks as quickly as he was entitled to. Soon it would be time to shine but first, he needed to make himself stand out of the crowd. That's why today was so crucial: he must garner attention over all those other boneheads. Never had there been such a group of idiot recruits. Actually, it wouldn't be all that hard to become a star when the competition was so scarce. After all, his father and many generations before had paved the way-it resided in his genes. All they had to do was take one look and it should be obvious: he was destined for greatness.

They should be grateful that I even low myself to attend their stupid academy, he mused.

Smugly, he smiled as his imagination pictured the accolades that were sure to come his way before they day was out. Once they watched the master at work, why, they would probably ask him to lead the next mission. Jordeo continued to let his imagination wander, looking forward to a promising career and the ultimate goal: the youngest Colonel in history.

His fantasizing was abruptly halted when a shadow fell, startling him. Scrambling to his feet while snapping out a salute, his commanding officer loomed larger than life in front of him. An imposing figure, Captain Hidad eyed him up and down. Satisfied that the newbie's attire was regulation-worthy, he barked, “At ease.”

Relaxing, Jordeo breathed a bit easier. He might consider the Captain beneath him but he had to maintain at least a superficial amount of respect-- at least temporarily. Then, he would even the score for all the injustices the Captain had heaped upon the recruits. Yes sir, some day, he would get his comeuppance.

“Jordeo, you have a brilliant future- we all know that. However, just like everyone else, you have some things to learn. It has come to my attention that you aren't taking this mission very seriously. What have you got to say about that?”

Swallowing anger that was bubbling just below the surface, Jordeo tried to figure out who had ratted him out. Probably his stupid roommate that was at the party last night. Well, he'd deal with him later. Putting on his best innocent face, he stared at his superior, feigning surprise.

“Really, Captain, I don't know where you would have gotten that! I've never seen our nemesis as anything less than the threat that he is.”

“Hmmm...well...maybe I was misinformed. Just see to it that you keep your perspective. Our enemy is cunning and sly. To underestimate him and his legions would be a fatal mistake and one we cannot afford to make. Dismissed.”

Jordeo continued to fume after the Captain had taken his leave. Seriously? Some guy on a white horse hanging out with a bunch of angels? Who are they trying to kid? This Jesus guy had never been anything more than a mealy-mouthed, do-gooder. He was like that when he walked the earth and certainly was no different now. Just because he rose from the dead after three days- big deal! Supreme Commander Satan had done a whole lot more- and in much finer style, to be sure.

“Satan's in charge right now and I highly doubt that Jesus will be any kind of worthy opponent. And very soon, I will be Satan's right hand man. Together we will rule the world. Jesus doesn't stand a chance against such a formidable team. Bring it on Jesus-you have met your match!”

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