A Soldier's Life

Willow sat at her desk, brooding: she'd never thought it possible that immortality would be dull. It was her own fault: a massive and overly-complicated spell that would finally free the world of daemons, and she'd though there wouldn't be consequences...

Well, that was 200-years ago, and Willow Rosenberg was dead, along with a dozen other aliases she'd adopted. But now she had a job: saving the world from invasion by the Arachnids.

"General Redwing, Lt. Razak is here to see you." The intercom buzzed.

"Send him in, Sergeant." Willow sighed, putting her officer face back on: another wonderful day in the Mobile Infantry...

The End