[ WP ] Daddy , what did you do in the AI War ?

He had asked this question since he was 6. He began to notice my limp. To see my scars; damage done by the enemy. Every time he asked, I'd tell myself `` Just a little longer. He needs time to grow before he can grasp these things''. So I waited. And waited. Now he's 16. Almost time for him to enlist. The damn government keeps telling us they'll back off on the enlistment numbers but I know it's a lie... They know they have to keep a steady eye on the world to make sure there is n't another biowar. I keep fluctuating between the two emotions. Good: he would make me proud as a soldier. Bad: I'm afraid of his death. So I decide it's time to tell him all my war stories. Hearing the shriek of drones overhead. Feeling the earth tremble as bombs blasted apart my friends. War of this level can bring pain and suffering. But I must also tell him of the pride of victory. The feeling to look upon a battlefield strewn with parts and blood is one to not be forgotten. War is hell. He must know this. But it is the only thing that keeps us alive. Vigilance and processing the world around us will keep us safe. For a better tomorrow.
