[ WP ] There is unrest in the galaxy but the advanced alien races that populate it lack the capacity to kill . One alien race decides to recruit the humans of earth as their military .

As an interstellar journalist, Vilaramd felt an obligation to report the news from within the chaos of events. Which was how he ’ d found himself on a battlefield, surrounded by bodyguards and soldiers under the command of a Human woman known as Captain Fierro. 
 
 “ They ’ re falling back, keep pushing! ” the woman yelled. Around her, the guns of her soldiers threw streaks of light that cut down the enemy combatants. Vilaramd felt his stomachs begin to curl, yet he couldn ’ t stop watching. These people tore through the Insurrectionists with brutal yet impressive efficiency. He never had any doubt about his people ’ s decision to hire the Humans for the purpose of quelling the unrest in the Empire. Even so, he often found them…unnerving. 
 
 The Insurrectionists were routed back to a single fortress, where the Humans ’ massive war vehicles bathed the walls in fire. A six-hour siege was all it took to wipe out the last vestige of the enemy ’ s influence in this star system. 
 
 Shortly afterward, Vilaramd joined the Captain as she walked through the rubble, surveying the teams in charge of clean-up and salvage. “ I…don ’ t know what to say, ” he commented. “ This was my first time being in the heat of one of your battles. Thank you for the generous protection, by the way. ” 
 
 Fierro gave him a half smile and nodded. “ Wasn ’ t much of a burden, Vilaramd. We had more than enough troops to spare. These Insurrectionists were a lot less…deadly than your people implied. ” 
 
 “ To you, maybe, ” he replied with a nervous chuckle. “ They ’ re capable of such violence…to this day it still alarms me. Seeing the handiwork of your military today, I ’ m glad to have you on our side. ” 
 
 “ Military? ” Fierro asked, raising an eyebrow. 
 
 “ Yes. Ah…is there a different word you prefer? ” 
 
 “ No, it ’ s just…we do have a military, but…we ’ re not it. ” 
 
 Vilaramd stopped in his tracks and stared at the woman. How had such a major piece of information avoided his notice? “ But we hired you as a military force. ” 
 
 “ Yes, but we ’ re not *the* Terran Military. Just a private mercenary group. ” 
 
 “ *What?! * ” He grabbed his tablet and began typing with excitement. “ Do the authorities know about this? ” 
 
 “ Of course. They wanted us for a ‘ trial run ’ of sorts. Cheaper than getting the actual Terran military. But after what we ’ ve done these past few months, I ’ m sure your people will go all in for the big guns. I'm kind of sad that we'll be losing the job. ” Fierro started to laugh. “ Oh man, if you think *we* kicked ass, wait ‘ til you see what our Navy does to those Insurrectionist bastards. ” 
 
 Vilaramd ’ s hands paused above his screen. “ Like what? ” 
 
 Fierro stared at the sky for a moment, seeming to ponder. “ Ever seen a supernova up close? ” 

