Harmony's Guardian Angel

Class 428

Class 428, this was the class that i became a part of to begin my SEAL training. My fellow peers marched out of the bus single file to arrive at the Naval Special Warfare Training Center in Coronado, CA. this is where the easy normal life ended and pure hell began. The training takes a total of 61 weeks most of the class won’t make it to see graduation day. But me, I’ll make it all the way and i will push my body to its extremes.

61 weeks later...

"Congratulations to class 428 for graduating and moving to their teams" our commanding officer announced in the microphone.

After a quick cheer we begin to leave the parade grounds then i noticed a high ranking officer walking towards me. He approached me and asked

"PFC. john McNeal?”

I quickly stood at attention and said “Sir Yes sir!".

"At ease soldier" he said.

"I have a request from the president for you to visit the white house immediately" he said to me.

"Sir right away sir!”

He nodded his head in approval "Good, theirs a jet waiting for us at San Diego International airport to take us to Washington D.C for your meeting." He stated.

"Sir ill report to the airport and check in with you before we leave." I told him. He stared into the sky and chuckled “Soldier, stop with that Sir crap, please call me frank.

Many hours later......

I awoke to the thud of the private jet's wheels hitting the runway and coming to a thunderous stop. We have landed at Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport, Washington D.C. We pulled into a private hangar where about 4 or 5 secret service members awaited for us outside a limo. I enter the limo along with frank and we pull out of the hangar and frank begins briefing me on the meeting. I blanked out of listening to frank and look out the window of the limo now we were being escorted by police cars and bikes.

"Hey, are you even paying attention! This is serious business we are talking about!" frank said to catch my attention

“Oh sorry, so about this meeting who exactly are we going to be talking to?”

Frank replied in a worrying tone "I don't even know myself, that's between you and the president."

"Interesting." I said.

10 minutes later......

We arrived at the white house, I exit the limo and immediately two secret service members escort me to the front doors of the white house. they open the doors for me and escort me to the outside of the white house’s meeting room, a sudden jolt of anxiety and excitement consume my body as i prepare to receive a mission that only I have been selected for.