There was always a fight somewhere. Be it during the Pendulum war, or fighting the locust. Either way, I always knew what to do. Follow orders, get the job done, go home, rinse and repeat.

Now... I don't know what to do. I've been fighting all my life, and now that I'm in a land of peace... I don't even know the meaning of that word. How could I? I've never known it.

But, now that I'm living in it... what am I suppose to do?

(For those of you that don't get any of the references{or complain before reading the story} The cross over is Gears of war.)