My Commander Novels & Stories

By the time the military transport plane landed at the Riverdale Military Airfield, night had long since fallen. Carrying my duffel bag down the airstair, I was hit by a gust of freezing wind, thick with an unfamiliar, damp chill. "Major Tomlinson!" From a distance, an old military officer with graying hair at his temples strode over. The general stars on his epaulets gleamed softly under the lights. He came to a halt right in front of me, raised his hand, and gave me a standard military salute. "I'm Bruno Black, the deputy commander of the Riverdale Military District.

As I sat in my office, I awaited the arrival of my commanders, each of whom brought with them a unique set of skills and expertise that would be essential to protecting our kingdom. The first to arrive was Commander Li, a tall and imposing figure with a sharp gaze and a no-nonsense attitude. He had fought in countless battles and had a reputation for being a fierce warrior on the battlefield. Next to enter was Commander Jarek, a man with a rugged exterior that belied his sharp intellect and cunning mind. He had a knack for strategy and was often the one responsible for developing the plans that we would use to outmaneuver our enemies.

Where they'd decided to hunt wolves for generations. The commander gestured to a chair. "Sit." I sat, hands folded to hide their trembling. Cole was placed across from me. Our eyes met in shared understanding. The commander settled at the head of the table, flanked by two officers—a sharp-eyed woman and a younger man with rigid bearing. "I am Commander Garrett. Second in command of the Order. These are Captain Reyna and Lieutenant Marks." I nodded to each. Garrett was neutral. Reyna skeptical but open. Marks openly hostile.

"Linux, since you're going to be living in the same area with Hilda soon, I'm going to tell you the truth. The person Hilda is married to is my commander. You know who my commander is, right? He's the famous Nathan Clemon!" They were about to live in the same community and Linux and Nathan had a similar social status, so he would find out about this sooner or later. This was why Rex didn't intend to hide this from him and told him directly. After Linux learned about this, he seemed stunned. "I didn't know that Nathan Clemon is your Commander!"

Each commander, a cornerstone of Aeternum’s might, stood ready to execute their orders with precision and discipline. Grand General Bina and Admiral Duchess Kolarova controlled the southern front, where they had long solidified their hold over the region. General Eliza and Colonel Giuseppe De Gianna dominated the north with their air superiority and meticulous tactics. Governor Duke Oliver Gust and General Lucas ensured the western front remained both peaceful and ready for action. In the east, the President of Aeternum himself prepared for the ultimate moment to unify these forces into one decisive movement.

The bounty limit of a Commander was one billion perus. Captain Balendin Augendre one the other hand was a tall man with perfectly shaved beards, he was prone to forgetfulness. Even forgetting crucial information at times. Commander Clemens continued, "Sir what is your purpose of bringing us here?" "I would also like to know", Commander Naukles said. "Me two", Commander Garry yells put. Commander Barbie hides her face betwixt her hands, "I'm feeling left out." She whispers.

He was not just a commander; he was a weapon of unparalleled destruction. The signal came, a silent nod from the princess, and I stepped onto the raised platform, the weight of command settling upon my shoulders. Below me, a sea of faces stretched out, a vast expanse of humanity united under my banner. As I scanned the ranks of the Vanquisher Army, my own army, a wave of exhilaration washed over me. I saw the apprehension in some eyes, the flicker of fear that betrayed their uncertainty. Others wore their disdain openly, their expressions a mixture of contempt and disbelief.

I can't describe his annoyance because of me. "Aren't you moving yet? Do you still want to sleep, huh?" The commander had a half smile, obviously not happy about my sleeping. "Commander- "Get out now!" I closed my eyes when he shouted loudly. I'm dead! "Here. I'm coming out. Don't shout. I just fell asleep,you know" I answered with a grimace. I crawled out from under the sink. "Orenciana!" The tiger is pissed off!

"You should have stayed in command." Davis glances at Claude, and both quickly look from me to Henderson, who keeps a stern face, as if focused solely on the mission ahead. He is in command of the mission, and that’s how it’s going to stay even though he knows most of those present would have chosen me. I don’t care about that. I just want to move forward and complete the mission. After that, I can spend a month at home. I miss my mother and my younger brother.

Every uniform bore the same emblem—a silver wolf beneath an emerald crown. Matteo frowned. "I've never seen them before." Gabriel whispered, "They're not mercenaries. They're the Royal Guard of Arden." The commander removed his helmet. He was in his late fifties, his face marked with old battle scars. He walked directly toward the elderly Queen and dropped to one knee. "Your Majesty. My apologies," he said. "We arrived later than we should have." The Queen nodded. "You arrived. That is enough." The commander rose before turning to Lorrie. His stern expression softened. For a long moment, he simply looked at her. Then, he knelt again.