Term of Service (Part 1)
An oversized transport shuttle lands on a tarmac just outside the main habitat entrance. Two natural born Charans, one male and one female, run to their places just outside the shuttle's door. Both wear the familiar red color found on all Charan military personnel. However, the uniforms of these two are much more modern looking than those worn by Charan Guard members. In fact, this particular uniform has never been seen outside of Charan space.
The transport's door opens.
"FALL IN! MOVE IT!" Shouts continue to stream out of the two instructors as fifty new naturalized Citizens disembark the transport. All are no more than 25 years of age, most appear to be between 18 and 22. A few carry luggage which is immediately confiscated by the instructors and tossed into a growing pile nearby on the tarmac.
"I SAID FALL IN! THAT MEANS LINE UP! DO IT!" After a few shoves in the right direction, the new arrivals form something of a line alongside the transport.
The female instructor finally allows a smile. "That's better." She begins to pace up and down the line, sizing up the new arrivals and giving her usual 'Welcome to My World' speech.
"Welcome to TraylaNu. The Charan Royal Council has been generous enough to offer you the challenge of becoming naturalized Charan Citizens. Personally, I don't think even one of you is up to meeting that challenge, but since the bureaucrats at CNP (Citizenship Naturalization Program) sent you to me...I guess I have to prove them wrong...and I will."
She stops pacing...the lot looks capable enough...and stands in-front of the group, finishing up her portion of the welcome.
"It's MY job to break you. It's MY job to destroy anyone not up to MY standards. MY name is Master Sargent Resals...this is MY world." Sargent Resals gave a parting sadistic smile to everyone present and headed off across the tarmac where another transport shuttle was landing.
The second instructor stepped up and continued the welcome speech.
"I am Sargent Serulas. As of this moment, I'm the only friend you have. Disappoint me and I'll be your worst enemy.
"As Master Sargent Resals said, you're here because you're now naturalized Charan Citizens. Mataal Population Sub-Directive 2544 states, 'any off-worlder who is granted naturalized citizenship, after the year 3394, will be required to complete four years of service to the Charan Royal Council.' It goes on to require that all newly naturalized Citizens, between the ages of 18 and 25, be sent directly to service in the Charan Armed Corps. Those who have not yet reached their 18th birthday will be sent to service once they have. Those who are already past their 25th birthday will be sent to service in some other branch of the government.
"You are all between the ages of 18 and 25.
"There are 50 of you here today. In six months, no more than 25 will remain. We are required to wash-out at least 50 percent of all new arrivals. Those washed out will be sent to duty elsewhere in the government. Those who meet the challenge, and successfully complete all four years of required service with the Corps, will earn a place of honor in Charan society and be treated as such.
"As a member of the Corps, you will be the front line protectors of the Council, the Charan people, and the Charan way of life. There is no higher service than the Corps. There is no greater challenge than the Corps.
"Embrace the Charan philosophies. Master Charan Mental Techniques. Raise your mind, body, and spirit to a higher level of being. You will become the future of your species. You will represent the future of the galaxy. You will be a Citizen of Chara.
"On behalf of the Council and Charan Corps Training Center #205, I welcome you to TraylaNu.
"NOW MOVE! GO! GO!"
The line of new recruits sprints off across the tarmac towards the habitat with Sargent Serulas bringing up the rear....yelling the whole way.