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Michael Carrington stood along the bluffs, watching as the washes crashed on the shore over and over. He thought about the raw power displayed a hundred meters below him, the clear line between land and sea as the two forces collided time and again. This was his favorite spot ever since he was young. He always felt that here was purity in life; two clearly defined powers that continuously clashed, never ceasing their battle. He imagined the two powers as armies, and he knew that was what he wanted to do with his life. He wanted to test himself, to find out if he was made of stronger stuff than his opponents. He longed fopr the chance to test his mettle and to truly know himself.
Tomorrow was the day he would be sent off to boot camp, sent off to become a man (at least that’s what they say.) He would learn to become a gear in the machine, a piece of the greatest army on God’s green Earth; he would learn how to take a man’s life without a second thought. His family still did not understand why he wanted to go. They thought it barbaric that he would want to pursue this career. He told them every single time, he was doing this for himself, to find out who he really was. All they say was an intelligent young man wasting his life to play the action hero.
As he stood out there, his sister Victoria came up beside him, her eyes already limned with tears. He could tell she was trying her best to hold back, but she never was the best about masking her emotions.
“Are you sure about this Michael? You can work at the store with Dad, you don’t have to do this.” Her voice shook with every syllable.
“I told you before Victoria, this is what I need to do. I need to know this.” Michael refused to look at her, for his own sake.
“You’ll be safe, right? You’ll come back home?”
“As soon as I can, I’ll be coming back in one piece.”