Rise of Wolfhound

By Jamie D Salmon

It is 1800 amid the Hawkesbury and Nepean wars as Andrew Lord and his friend, Aaron Hound, walk the Australian desert in search of a mysterious pyramid. As they battle the extreme elements, the two men soon realise that they are being followed by glowing dirt that eventually transforms into a blue humanoid. After the alien creature announces he is Ziii Caalsar, he asks the men to come with him.

When a door appears in the middle of nowhere, the men descend into the earth where Andrew and Aaron learn that Ziii is an ally of the Patrolman race. Their Chief asks Andrew to become a guardian of the Multiverse, a set of finite and infinite universes, and to found an organization with the focus of protecting and safeguarding the entirety of the Multiverse from threats on an Interdimensional scale. As Andrew heads to the centre of the Multiverse with Aaron to recruit new members into the WOLFHOUND organisation, he has no idea what lies ahead, and when the pair pass away a few decades after its left with their one of their most loyal followers House Rangers to continue Andrew’s vision and legacy in order to ensure the protection of Multiverse and to uncover Andrew’s vision of an individual with the initials “JS” with an uncertain journey for their life. it is through this family the Stratocratic Republic Nation of WOLFHOUND evolved into a prominent Empire.

In this science fiction adventure, two men create a Nation-like organisation comprised of many residents of the Multiverse with intent on safeguarding and protecting the Multiverse from Interdimensional threats. The adventures true beginning begins when an individual that calls himself Jaden Sinister was sought out by the current heads of state of the now Empire where he meets the likes of Felicity Toothpick and Anton Weber. Embark on this “Story of WOLFHOUND” with Jaden and Felicity; sharing their individual adventures and occasional shared adventures.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Balboa Press AU
• Release date: Jul 25, 2021
• ISBN: 9781982291334

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CHAPTER 1

Rise of WOLFHOUND

D uring the Hawkesbury and Nepean Wars in 1800; a man with long black hair, and blue-eyes named Andrew Lord, Andrew had the personality of a very casual it’ll be right mate attitude and red haired, green-eyed Aaron Hound was his friend. Aaron, was a little short tempered but that was okay as he considered everyone a friend to him.

Andrew had for a long time since been a firm supporter of the Aboriginal community and sympathiser to the Irish convicts, Aaron often thought that Andrew’s views were a result of his mother being of Gael descent, but often reminded himself that he was also of Gael descent and thought it was silly to use one’s ancestry as an excuse for their views. He was willing to give them the chance they deserved and assisting them in whatever way he could.

Andrew and Aaron walked in one of Australia’s deserts. Andrew smiled to himself as he thought about what he might find. Why? You may ask. They were looking for a mysterious pyramid they heard about. They didn’t even know if it is real or what they might discover, but their curiosity was ripe. What did they find? What awaited them? And what about humanity?

As they approached a small area so they could rest, Andrew decided to look at their map. He brushed a long strand of his hair away from his eyes and he gave his short ginger beard a scratch.

How much further Andrew? Inquired Aaron.

Just 10 klicks, Andrew responded.

Andrew thought to himself as he remembered events from 314 hours ago. A Town Crier was going around Sydney as he was in the process of completing his job; the skies were blue and the street were busy with commuters and redcoats as it was the King’s Birthday and most of the civilians have been given a day off from their occupations. Members of the New South Wales Corps pass the Town Crier as they fed on a chicken leg and a family ate rabbit stew. An odd flicker of green lights appeared in the sky and are observed by the Town Crier as it darts away before anyone else can see it and continued his rounds.

Extra! Extra! The Town Crier shouted. A mysterious pyramid has been found in the desert.

Andrew took a paper and ran off. Aaron! He repeatedly shouted.

A couple of Irishmen pass the Town Crier as he gave them dirty looks before refocusing on his job at hand. He stepped in horse turds as he walked around a corner and becomes annoyed as a result; cursing at the public before being shoved by a New South Wales Corpsman and gave his bell back in order to return to his duties. The passing Irish convicts laughed at him while nearby kids threw more horse poop at before being scolded by their parents and escorted away from him. A single tear dropped from the Town Crier as he got up and he decided that he should just continue his job.

What is it? asked Aaron

A pyramid in the desert, Andrew replied

How’d it get there?

I don’t know,

But it could be something worth discovering,

For some reason the military haven’t cornered the place off,

Where is it?

In the desert,

Do you know precisely where?

Andrew showed him the paper and pointed to a person’s name. He’ll know,

They ventured off to find the person in question that Andrew referred to and attracted the attention of a persistent banjo player before they gave him some money in order to shoo him away. Aaron released his nose as he pinched it while banjo player chased them and as they met with an Indigenous Australian; Andrew gave him a rucksack of equipment of food and other provisions so that the Indigenous people can use the items in their fight against the New South Wales Corps. A figure in a purple robe covering its face is spotted by Aaron and disappeared as he tried to get Andrew to look at it. They met up with the person in question and gave them equipment and the necessities to reach the mysterious pyramid.

Later that day, Andrew was in his Sydney home studying the pyramid as he wrote an unusual message on a piece of paper as he used Elder Futhark; one of the words that stood at the most to Andrew as he finished runic symbols on the paper was written as ᛚᛟᚲᛁ. He knocked off the table some pictures of stars, humans, and what he thinks aliens look like. One of the pictures has the initials J.S. on it. He picked it up and immediately placed it in a suitcase.

Aaron walked up the stairs to Andrew’s study. Are you sure you know where the Pyramid is?

Yes, I do Aaron,

Back in the present; they continued walking in the desert as the sun proved to be their enemy this day as few Indigenous Australians of Dharug Nation joined the two before they eventually decided to turn back once Andrew and Aaron were closer to the Pyramid but the duo stopped at basin for a few minutes in order to take a drink as the temperature of the desert got to them and they had already begun to see mirages.

Andrew wondered whether the 314 hours it took to reach the basin was worth it as he felt like it’s taking too long to get to the pyramid and mirages of beer plagued his mind. As they continued their journey to the pyramid as Aaron took a sip of water, and some of it dripped onto the dirt causing it to glow, but neither Aaron nor Andrew noticed this.

They kept on walking as the glowing dirt appeared to follow them. They heard footsteps behind causing them to stop for a second and look back; as they looked behind them the Sydney Town Crier reappeared looking suspicious as he threw away a tankard while slowly approaching the two men. Andrew confirmed his own suspicions that the Crier was drunk and had been following them for the days as they’ve journeyed across New South Wales to get to the Strzelecki Desert.

"What are you two doing? The Crier asked suspiciously.

Exploring, Andrew answered.

The Crier tried pull a gun on them, but he was knocked out by the glowing dirt which took on a humanoid shape. Andrew and Aaron exchange stunned glances at the physical appearance of a blue humanoid.

They glared at the figure as it had seven digits on each hand (six fingers and a thumb) before they looked down a notice that his feet only had four toes and become fixed when they look at his head and noticed that he had pincers protruding below his eyes with a circular nose between his pincers and eyes.

His eyes were red and he stood at least 198.12 cm tall. It stared blankly at the Town Crier before smacking itself on the side of its head in order to clear some dust out of his ears.

The creature walks up to the duo as he removes a device from his blue cuirass and crushes it under his foot before he placed a glowing hand on Andrew’s shoulder. Andrew couldn’t see the creature’s pincer-like mouth move as the thing begun to speak. Making him confused as to where his voice was coming from as he talked.

My name is Ziii Caalsar, Ziii said in an elegant but sharp voice I need you two to come with me.

Andrew’s eyes glowed bright blue for a brief second. He looked at Aaron as neither of them noticed Ziii’s glowing hand as Andrew’s legs begun to move on their own as Andrew appeared to be dazed. Aaron tried to get his attention, but Andrew appeared lost in thought before regaining focus and looking at Aaron with confidence.

What do you think Andrew? asked a hesitant Aaron.

I think we can trust him, he responded. Let’s go.

Andrew Lord was a special individual with gifts that many may not understand, and Aaron was semi-aware of this fact. They walked towards the Pyramid and as they did Andrew introduced himself to Ziii while Aaron remained sceptical about Ziii and attempted to refrain conversation with him, but Andrew ended up calling him rude for ignoring him, telling him that there’s no rhyme or reason for it. Aaron was completely confused on why Andrew trusted an alien creature that they never met before and puts his hand over his flintlock pistol briefly, but immediately pulled it away before Ziii noticed. He attempted to live up to his philosophy on that everyone is a friend as Andrew always tried to tell him and even said his famous catchphrase; that it’ll be right mate. A door appeared as it descended to the ground opening for Ziii.

Welcome back Ziii, a raspy voice said. Did you bring them?

Yes, Chief King, Ziii replied.

Good,

Chief King? Aaron said confusingly. What’s going on?

We are from another space where we Patrol the Multiverse, Ziii replied. We are called the Patrolman, and Chief King is the highest position in Multiverse Patrol.

Andrew looked at the Chief King and approached him. Is the language you’re speaking your native language?

The Chief King got out a Patrolman translation and encyclopaedia book and handed it to Andrew. This’ll save time,

The first page showed introduction revealed that Patrolman was the name of the Chief King’s race and is pronounced as Patrolman. Andrew briefly studied the book and found out that the Patrolman word for Chief King which was Summi Regis. Andrew handed the book back as he worked that Patrolman used some sort Ancient form of Latin. He thought that it was odd that they were using a dead language as their primary language be decided to address for fear of being disrespectful.

Summi Regis, Andrew said. May we call you that instead of Chief King?

You may, The Summi Regis replied.

May I ask why you call yourselves Patrolmen?

Actually, it is Patrolman with plural form being Patrolmans. And to answer your question; well to be honest that’s all our race does. So, why not call ourselves by our job title?

I gathered as much,

The Summi Regis was an Insectoid looking Hermaphrodite belonging to the Patrolman race or more commonly known as simply patrolman. He had six eyes, and two antennas along with hot pink and teal skin, human-like hands and feet, and an athletic build. Andrew noticed the difference between Ziii, and the Summi Regis.

They concluded that they aren’t the same species and Aaron appeared to be put off by two different sentient species working together and wondered whether they are different creatures working with the Patrolmans while Andrew simply smiled at the cooperativeness shown be the two intelligent species and made him fill warm inside.

Andrew loved cooperation while absolutely despising division in all sense of the word; this belief was the reason why he cooperated with the Indigenous nations around Sydney instead of supporting the European settlers and has even by thrown in jail as result of the actions he took to gain rights for the indigenous people. He actively showed his support by showing cultural appreciation despite being accused multiple times of conducting cultural misappropriation instead and was nearly exiled from New South Wales for his beliefs.

You’re not a Patrolman, Andrew pointed out.

No, He replied. I’m Svanist, but that’ll be explained later.

The Summi Regis approaches them, and he grabs Andrew’s hand. He smiles gleefully at him as he shakes his hands as he inspects both them before letting go over Andrew’s hand and shakes hands with Aaron’s hand. While shaking Aaron’s hand; he sensed some feelings of inequality towards him and instead of asking him about; he simply ignored them and continued to shake hands with him for a comfortable period of time before letting go. He stood next to Andrew Lord as he looked out at the horizon as the pyramid caused the sky to appear night and morning at the same time for reasons unknown.

Andrew Lord, Summi Regis opened with. I have notice that you have been drawing future events and must ask you to become the protectors of the Multiverse.

Multiverse? Aaron wondered.

"A multiverse is a set of finite, and infinite universes that are either parallel, alternate, or other universes,"

Other universes?

Fictional worlds, mythological worlds, etcetera.

Fictional Universes? Aaron questioned. Those cannot exist since they aren’t real.

The Summi Regis, and Ziii glance at one another, and Ziii makes a sighed expression. The word can’t didn’t exist amongst Patrolman vocabulary or amongst Ziii’s kind as they consider the word to be admission one’s lack of desire to see their ambitions through or accomplish a great deed. The two of them shook their heads in disappointment as they were hoping Humans were also among the species in the Multiverse to not use that word in any sentence. Being the oldest individual in the entire multiverse; the Summi Regis remembered coming across many species through-out the Multiverse and only a few that used the word. He decided to put his disappointment on hold as he smiled once again and stood next to them again in order to explain a few things to them.

Planets of the Solar System are older than everyone thinks, Ziii explained. To give you an estimate of the actual age of Earth would be over 10 centillion years old.

Say what!? The shocked Andrew exclaimed.

Over 24 Sextillion years ago Myth and reality were one in the same,

Andrew, and Aaron’s eyes widen to this realisation as Ziii continued to explain. But beings that are nothing but myths today wrought chaos and despair, so the Almighty decided to place them in a world where they couldn’t be interacted with the real world. But he left a bridge behind in case they ever allowed to return, and that bridge connects us to the Mythological Universes today. So yes, you can go to Mythical worlds, and Fictional worlds are achieved due to a wish granted by an Absolute Jinn or God Genie as you’d call him. One’s reality is another’s fiction,

Andrew seemed shaken by this revelation, but he shook his head. He remained speechless with Aaron and continued to exchange glances with one another.

I’m starting question whether or not we are living in a fantasy world, Andrew explained.

The world is up for your own interpretation, but you must come with us, Summi Regis explained.

Why?

You just have to trust me. It’s for the fate of Humanity,

Aaron becomes confused and walks up to Andrew. I don’t understand, Aaron replied. Why do we need to start an organisation to protect the Multiverse?

I suppose you deserve the truth, The Summi Regis replied. There is an individual whose prowess is unparalleled by the average individual. An individual that the law forbids the use of his real name, and so he goes by many names in different languages to avoid his real name. But in Human English is name would be Darkness.

I’m starting become convinced that this isn’t the right thing to do,

Aaron begins to walk backwards the Summi Regis became concerned about their decision and attempts to convince them to stay, but Andrew grew concerned as he nearly stepped on the Town Crier. He attempted to wake him up but concluded that Ziii must have hit him too hard and won’t be awake anytime soon. He put him over his shoulder and attempted to walk away from the two strange creatures causing the Summi Regis to shake his head and clench his fists in frustration.

The Summi Regis sighed, and he looked at Ziii as he nodded at him. Ziii walked up to the Summi Regis while he continued to observe the Humans.

Persuade them please, He says to Ziii.

Ziii placed both of his hands on Aaron’s, and Andrew’s shoulders respectively and his hands started to glow. Start your organisation that’ll be called WOLFHOUND, Ziii says enchantingly. Prophecies will dictate that you’ll start an organisation that’ll be called WOLFHOUND, and it’ll become big enough to stop Darkness. Don’t let fear stop you. Rise, and strike.

He lets go of their shoulders, and he walked back over to the Summi Regis as the two put the Town Crier back down before they refocused at the two strange creatures. He nodded at him before he turned back around to face the two Australian men. The Summi Regis leaned over to Ziii.

I really didn’t want to use your race’s Persuasion power, The Summi Regis said disappointingly. But I had no choice.

It’s okay, Sire,

Andrew and Aaron become relaxed and gave him a warm smile. Ziii’s unusual Persuasion ability seemed to have done the trick as they were no longer doubting the Summi Regis’s words and were embrace his request.

How can two humans protect an infinite number of Universes? Andrew asked.

Once you go there you’ll be able to recruit people across a number of universes who would be willing to maintain peace in Multiverse, Ziii responded.

What do we have to do? Asked both Andrew, and Aaron.

You must go to The Hub, the name of the centre of the multiverse, Ziii said. And establish your organisation.

After a series of thinking of names for their new organisation, Aaron shouted with glee, I have a name! Aaron said.

Share. Andrew requested.

We will call it Warriors of Lord’s Force Hound’s Office of Unified Nations Dependence. Aaron replies excitably!

That’s a mouthful, Ziii stated

Just call it WOLFHOUND for short, He responded.

How’d you come up with name? Ziii asked.

Well you said that Prophecies dictated that it’ll be called WOLFHOUND, Aaron replied. So, I gave same meaning to the name by using both our surnames in it.

Both Andrew and Aaron already had the know how to raise what they needed to travel safely to a new universe and at a speed never quite seen on this Earth and may never be seen by normal people.

So, Andrew and Aaron left earth with the Pyramid they managed to get to the Hub instantly. The Hub is vast empty white void that had no laws of physics and had an atmosphere sustainable to all sentient races. Finally, they arrived then got to work as soon as they possibly could, and after a restful half hour they spent days recruiting people across the multiverse.

Ziii briefly returned to the site and grabs the Town Crier by the hair and drags him away from the area back to Sydney before returning to help Andrew and Aaron. The area returned to way it was before the pyramid was there and everyone that saw it had their minds were altered and even news about it was altered to cover-up its existence. The world continued on as if the Pyramid sighting never happened and the world remained blissfully unaware of the Multiverse or extraterrestial life.

With the help of Ziii they managed to acquire 100 volunteers after 10 days; Andrew established a method of recruiting by saying that they’ll help bring and maintain piece throughout the Multiverse, and the Multiverse Patrol: an organisation of sentient beings; provide the essential materials needed to create WOLFHOUND’s City-like continent and accelerate growth of the City-Continent. Within these events Ziii used his technology to give Aaron, and Andrew a full mental understanding, and knowledge of how a military organisation works. Andrew named the city as the Wolf’s Den and as such Wolf’s Den becomes the official name of the city despite its inhabitants often putting the word the in front of Wolf’s when referring to it.

The Nation of WOLFHOUND is established as a Stratocratic nation as the politic government and the military are one in the same and each leader is handpicked by Aaron based on their skills rather than merit, appearance, or social status.

Aaron walked up to the volunteers wearing Khaki green long-sleeved button top with tails that pass the crotch of his khaki long pants. His pants are bloused into his polished black boots, and a blue lanyard over his right shoulder. A khaki hat with token resembling a wolf’s head. The volunteers were standing at attention; their arms at their side, fists clenched, and feet together at 90-degree angle, and eyes staring forward.

WOLFHOUND is a Military Nation! Aaron barked. And we are honoured to have so many patriots willing to protect the universe.

So, I welcome you to WOLFHOUND’s Armed Forces! I am a member of WOLFHOUND’s Army; my rank is Director General! Aaron spoke as though he was speaking through a loud speaker.

Aaron scanned the volunteers and looked out for the worse in the outfits.

I can assure you they will be a grooming, and hygiene standard! They’ll be neatly worn uniforms, and controlled hair!

The volunteers looked at each other as most of them have long hair reaching their neck or beards that were unnecessarily long. They looked at Aaron’s beard and noticed that it didn’t hang off the chin and his hair was rather short.

You don’t have to cut them just tie ‘em up, and beards on men must not hang off their chins!

Permission to speak, Director General? a volunteer asked.

Permission granted. He replied.

My name is Thomas Rangers for the record. Thomas responded, with Aaron nodding at him. Do we choose which service we sign up for or do you?

Excellent question, and you get to choose the service you wish to sign up with, He responded. We have five Military Branches.

Thomas stood back at attention and moved his eyes to stare forward.

The branches are; Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, and Homeland.

Andrew approached the volunteers with the same outfit, but with a grey lanyard, and a token of resembling a wolf’s head with two swords form an X shape through it. And stood next to Aaron as the recruits noticed his long hair and short beard while is caterpillar-looking moustache appeared untidy raising the eyebrows of a few recruits while others shrug it off as an honest mistake as he inspected each of them.

They recognise his rank as also the title used by the Head of State and as such some of them believe that he shouldn’t mistakes and should act like a pompous jerk. However, Andrew displayed a relaxing attitude and treats them with respect and dignity causing them to view him differently to how they’d view other Heads of State and as such they began to respect him a lot more than ever did their former heads of state.

Instead walking like his the only one around; he walked with a relaxed and calm demeaner as if he was approaching a friend or a family member while inspecting each soldier. He fixed the uniform of one of the soldiers and in return his moustache is straighten and groomed causing Andrew to give him an odd-look but nevertheless smiles and nods in appreciation. Aaron gave Andrew a confused look as a once again stands next Andrew with a look of intrigue and delight on his face.

How’s my new recruits? Andrew asked.

Good, Fleet Marshall, Aaron responded.

Andrew Lord is the leader of the entirety of WOLFHOUND, and his rank is Fleet Marshall! Aaron explained.

Volunteers, AT… EASE!

They moved their hands behind their backs locked together, and the feet shoulder width apart.

Stand… easy.

They start moving around and stretching while Aaron continued to explain their role as a Stratocratic Nation. Aaron explained that the technology given by the Patrolmans will be used to their full effect and they’ll each be taught how to use them together and while everyone will feel that they are 2 centuries advanced than the rest of the world; they’ll be taught to not to forget their roots and while acknowledging the fact they may inevitably forget their roots have being exposed to such technology.

Aaron stated that although they are in the 19th century, they’ll lives in a world with technology and concepts that may be from another century. They’ll only involve themselves in the wars that’ll affect the multiverse negatively rather than the world and never engage in a war that strips people of their choice to fight. Such as; they’ll not be directly involved in the Australian Frontier Wars any longer and only give the Indigenous shelter and equipment to defend themselves while doing nothing for the European Settlers.

They’ll discredit the views that their former kings, queens, and other versions of Heads of state imposed on them and would try to learn how to treat others with equality as he was trying to do. He then changed the topic to their training regime and ordered them to march on the spot before sending them around the parade ground for 12 laps of marching and them has them run up a hill for 12 laps before having stop at the same spot they were in.

Aaron knew that it would not be easy for the recruits to take on Andrew’s view – his view being one should pay for leisure activities not to live – this view was odd to the recruits and dubbed this form of Socialism as Andrewism. It was also an odd sensation to many that the Nation of WOLFHOUND is a Stratocratic government – meaning that the military is the government, however, they were promised a few aspects introduced in democratic governments such as the ability to vote for new leaders and new ideologies.

Andrew sat in his office of the Fleet Marshall’s Palace and files paperwork as hears Aaron barks order at the top of his lungs. He continued to listen as he uses an ink and quill to make recruitment letters and induction papers while drying the ink by the fireplace and sealing the letters with wax as he almost seals a letter incorrectly due to being distracted by Aaron’s orders and training regime. He sits by the window to overhear the rest of the training and spots Aaron as he is marching with them.

These trainings will go on for months until we are needed to protect the Multiverse, Aaron says.

As Director General Aaron Hound continues speak about their role in the Multiverse and how they’ll approach foreign conflicts, the volunteers train while they listen. He briefly stops training with them to catch his breath and allows the recruits to have a drink of water before continuing as they walk a tightrope, shoot targets, and learn how to use technology.

Learning to use the advanced technology proved to take time as teaching folk who’ve had never used these types of equipment in their life proved to be quite the torturous task for the Patrolmen. The recruits joined their families from a cup of spiced wine and dinner while having a break from the training before being woken up the next morning by Andrew and Aaron so they could continue the training as Aaron resumed the explanation of their role to the recruits.

Before lunch; the recruits were running over muddy grounds, crawled under spiked logs, and held wooden crates while walking up hill. For added effect Aaron sent them to crawl through a ditch filled with rotting pig meat as he explained WOLFHOUND’s Armed Forces to them and their structure of each branch.

Service is optional and not targeted as anyone may join the military at the age of 17 but must wait 2 years to be deployed any battleground they may come across. He had also stated that he will establish an Office of Military Structure as part of their Government and appoints a Director General to be head of the office, and it’d be his or her job to create Military ranks and create divisions and/or battalions.

WOLFHOUND’s Armed Forces will work with a ranking ladder. You’ll address special officers, and normal officers as sir or ma’am depending on gender, or by rank, He said. WOLFHOUND’s Army ranks are; Director General is the highest Special Officer rank known as a SP-2 rank.

This token on my hat is the insignia for Director General,

SP-1 rank is Vice General, and it’s lower than Director General. Rank insignia is a token resembling two flintlock rifles crossing each other. I know all this information may be boring you by now but be assured it is important that you all understand,

Aaron explained the ranking system of the Army, Navy, and now the currently formed Air Force to them as they recently raised aircraft despite Humans having not invented such vehicles yet. These aircraft were a gift from the Patrolmans whom refused to admit where they came from or how they got them while Andrew offered to train them how to fly which proved to a worrisome task as Andrew is afraid of heights and finds difficult to separate his fear of heights from eagerness to be part of his soldiers’ growth.

A recruit failed to land correctly and crashed into a large rock and caused the others to stop where they were so that they could assist him. However, he is left paralysed from waist down and was forced to remain in his quarters as they currently do not have the means to assist him as they’ve never had a handicap person before. His family took him home with them as his children marvel at the soldiers as the day ended with the soldiers being sent home to drink away shock under advice from Aaron

The next day; Aaron was standing in front of the volunteers with them at attention again, and Andrew grabbed his shoulder. Aaron was still rather exhausted from explaining their objectives and roles to their recruits and as such Andrew arrived to take over for a while.

Have break, Director General, Andrew said. As for the Homeland Forces, their ranking ladder is different, Andrew continued for Aaron for a day and a half as he explained ranks to the new recruits, to ensure they understood completely.

He continued to speak as the volunteers train as he sent them climbing walls and crawling through ditches with rotting pig flesh in them. The recruits or volunteers; he referred to them as easily spot the difference between Aaron and Andrew as while Aaron is strict; he is also not as tough as Andrew as he sends off a soldier for speaking while at attention and explained to his recruits that while at any other time he’ll be relaxed and take the world as the she’ll be right mate attitude he normally had – he’ll put on the dad pants for the military and take his job as serious as possible while trying not to be seen as a big meanie. Andrew realised that he had been speaking without taking a breath and took a deep breath before continuing.

The volunteers preform star jumps, push-ups, and sit-ups as Aaron continued to speak.

We are all humans from all nations and universes specially chosen to serve as a truly dependable defence ultra-force.

So please treat each other equally and with respect, said Andrew. And we’ll all live happily and strongly.

Andrew ordered them all to return to formation after letting go for lunch and continues the task. Andrew takes off his hat and decides to sit down for a few seconds before continuing the training and has them training with the aircraft again. Most of them remain unsure due to what happened to their friend but 60% of them succeed in their flight tests and are given the right to fly in the newly formed Air Force.

Andrew turned his attention to a young woman who was taking notes on a pad-like device and corrected her spelling on WOLFHOUND; as it’s an abbreviation and should be in all caps. He decided to discuss stratagems with them and other tactics in order to change the subject as he notices some them getting bored with the same topic and they each share different styles of strategies and flanking manoeuvres as they seem to be taking more of an interesting it and Andrew decides to put them into groups.

They seemed to be enjoying the new task more and Andrew decides to make the official motto for WOLFHOUND’s Armed Forces as "There’s nothing wrong with a little fun and stated that it is to refer to the type of activities they are doing now while saying that their unofficial motto will be Wolves shall always be loyal" referring to how a WOLFHOUNDer should never betray their own or those they’re loyal to so long as their loyalty is not misplaced and even makes it part of the constitution as a betrayal is not morally condemnable while turning your back on a wayward cause or an unjust leader. While the second part of the constitution is that a WOLFHOUNDer has the right to have fun should that fun not involve dangerous or unlawful activities such as assault, killing, or trespassing.

After the activity; Andrew appeared exhausted after talking for 2 hours without taking a breath or a break and sat down for a while as he had a drink of water.

As Andrew took a gigantic breath, and Aaron stepped up again, he looked to the same young woman that Andrew had corrected the spelling of WOLFHOUND for and addresses her.

Senior Aircraftwoman Racheal McLowe did you write this all down? Aaron inquired. "WOLFHOUND is an abbreviation and should always been in all