It was a perfectly fine day to die. For enemies to die. There was no way he'd hit the bucket any time soon. Seiris had plans, plans for a greater future. And plans that would take place tonight. He and his Theta soldiers would infiltrate The Beyond Military Base. Despite Theta holding such few members, he would take the ones fit enough to face an entire military and bring home loot.
They had hardly any money to buy furnishings, stock up on ammo/weapons or create labs, let alone rooms to rest. Food and water was hard to obtain as it was, some soldiers hadnt even taken showers in months! They needed medical attention the most though. Lots of the remaining soldiers from the previous Theta were all dying on the inside and Seiris couldnt do jacksh*t about it. All they had was one third of an abandoned motel building. That was practically it. Sei was quite grateful for the two members that could do anything to help out though. He usually counted on them to bring back scraps of whatever it was to aid the rest of them. He would have helped scavenge or steal items, but he was stuck back at Theta's "camp" to protect the suffering soldiers from attacks by the too, hungry wildlife. And the fact that they were all miles upon miles, way too far, from anything substantial was ridiculous. Sometimes he wondered what those hundred men were thinking, coming all the way out here...If Seiris hadnt been exploring The Beyond, Theta's Outcasts may have never been revived in the first place...
Anyway, that was a whole other story. Now, in this story, a few of his fine soldiers and himself were each on a mission to get back at The Beyond Militia. Those scoundrels had more than enough for their own men, and to hold onto Theta's future, Seiris would annihilate hundreds just to lead perhaps one of the strongest factions to come.