Terms Of Enlistment Novels & Stories

Glitch ecosystem was like a worm that was capable to corrupt technology. ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ After their brief meeting with the authorities, everybody got their evaluation along with their hunting license. They had to sign on a form that implied they had received the one-year basic training and were free to move inside glitch as per their accord, and they themselves would be liable in case of any causality. The recommendations they got will remain valid for three years. Right now they were just stray cadets. They can join military academies in three years based on this recommendation.

“Sir, I’m reporting for duty.” I raised a hand to my forehead, pretending to be a soldier. “Eliza, don’t joke around. I’ve got serious matters to deal with here,” John said, pointing at the papers on his desk. “Sir, I’m not joking. William told me to report to you to join the guard and serve the clan.” “Wait—what?” Arthur asked, stunned. “He can’t do that!” “Article 81 of the clan code says potential third-year students can join military training before graduation. So yeah—William totally can,” I replied, more serious now.

“For outside assignments. Those of us who… get pulled early.” “‘Us’ meaning what?” I pressed. He breathed hard. “Operatives. Scouts. Seeds. People already tagged for field deployment before graduation. We get trial runs.” I stared at him. Trial runs. They were testing recruits like live weapons before they even “passed.” “How long have you been doing this?” I asked. His eyes dropped. “Eight months.” “And how many are like you?” He hesitated. I pressed my elbow harder against his throat. He rasped, “Maybe ten. Maybe twenty. Depends on the batch. Some don’t survive.”

The Academy looks exactly like theirs, but the people in it were a bit older than them. "What's that Joey?" Jaden points to the Academy and was frightened. "That's our Academy also!" "How is ours? Those people I'm seeing are way older than us!" "That's our seniors... They are at the range of 18 to 22 years old." Joey explained. "Wow! But how do we apply there?" Jaden sounds curious. "Once you are 18, and you've been able to control your power yourself, you will be automatically enrolled there by the management."

The situation and atmosphere in Aeternum these days has become more active, to many that wishes to joined the Aeternum Government, they all have been doing their best, be it the graduated students, the sons and daughter that just come to an age, or even those that were tired of working on their own. Everyone right now are focused on studying and trained themselves for the open interviews. Naturally the first qualification to be employed in the Government employment is, one have to be an Aeternums. And the rest is just up to their own capability, therefore there is more excitement in the competitions.

She glanced at the top: The Terms of Submission. Her hands were like ice as she picked it up. The rules were printed in heavy black ink, formal and terrifyingly clear. Ninety days. No safe word. Total obedience. No emotional claims. No outside contact unless permitted. All punishments must be accepted. All pleasure is earned. Breaking a rule will be met with discipline. Failure to complete the contract forfeits all inheritance. At the bottom were two lines: Signature and Witness. She looked up at him, her voice caught in her throat. “Is this real?”

"I couldn't sleep. Needed to know what I was signing." I sat beside him. "What does it say?" "Standard employment contract. With non-standard clauses. Blood oath requirement. Two year minimum. Vague exit terms." "Vague how?" "Says I can request release after two years. But Vincent has final approval. And he can deny it for 'family interests.'" "So he could keep you there forever." "Technically, yes." "Then don't sign it." "Em, if I don't sign, the deal's off. Volkov comes after you. We're back to square one."

"Raze." "Two new recruits cleared vetting this week. Both former military, both clean on background. I want them on probationary rotation before they're given anything that matters." "Agreed. Thirty days minimum." "Thirty days," he said, and didn't push for less, even though I knew he could have argued for less and made it sound reasonable, could have leaned on the fact that we were short-handed at the eastern relay and dressed the shortage up as urgency. He didn't. He'd stopped doing that months ago, somewhere around the time he'd stopped needing to test whether I'd hold a line once I'd drawn it.

Killian looked down at me. “So, young warriors, like April there, are given various serving duties until they are 25 – in addition to their regular warrior training.” I couldn’t help but be both shocked and impressed. I hadn’t been Alpha long enough to implement these sorts of policies in my own Pack, and I decided to take note. Before I could respond to ask him more about it, the woman with the blonde hair leaned forward, trying to grab Killian’s attention.

He suddenly offered and I stared at him with wide eyes. “Really? Really?” I asked not believing and he nodded in assurance. “Yes! You wanted to know the basics of the technology we use, right? There is someone free right now and taking classes for recruits. You can join them but shouldn’t disturb them.” He explained and my smile slipped. “Isn’t this against the rules?” I asked frowning and he shook his head. “If there is any problem we will handle. I am still their senior and it’s not like they will be sharing any secrets. There will be only basics for the next few days and after that, you will not be able to join them.” I relaxed hearing that before feeling excited regarding this matter.