It was snowing as Carolina lead his battalion into the pass, they were in high spirits having just received the Christmas mail and a warm meal at base the were simply marching off to establish a base, rebels activity was near zero and the worsted the would have to confront was some teenage hackers or a couple of old men with shotguns. At least that's what the report had told him, Carolina sat behind the control panel of a Scorpion class tank, the vehicle groaned they entered the narrow part of the pass. He had been sent to escort these men to the village supposedly there were rebels planet-side,in front of him rode a contingent of Agents assigned under his command. That when it happened, the tank behind him fired a shot, right at the top of the ridge causing a avalanche to block the pass .

His tactical system alerted him just in time and he managed to break and put his tank between the Warthog in front and the soldiers behind. The troops here had gone native, they had taken him to this mountain range to get him out of communication range as well trap him and his agents here, he bailed out as the controls seized up and the tank exploded. He ordered his Agents back, into a nearby cave, as he rushed forward drawing pistol he shot a fire team jumped onto the tank that ha fired, he emptied the clip into the driver. Getting into the tank the system helped him to target and destroy near the entire convoy.

As he climbed out he looked over the carnage proudly, he'd done it, he'd saved his squad. He almost called out to them,then he saw it more vehicles, drop-ships, troopers, and Hell even a a light frigate closing in on them. He ordered his squad to secure vehicles and weapons. They even food some rations, they pushed back each assault, the ship over head preventing them from leaving the canyon, weeks turned to months, the food supplies and ammo were holding but damn it, they were still trapped.

A little over a year later, he had been out scouting the enemies forward camp in the valley below, for the past year he had been leading them, beating the odds with only two out his twenty agents dead. He returned to his horror, finding North Dakota, a man he had come to trust completely over the year having killed all the other agents. He turned to look at Carolina with the leer of a wolf. "South is alive, they have her prisoner. If I killed all of you, they give her back to me and we can leave." He stated in monotone voice. Carolina had the advantage, had his rifle pointed right at North, he couldn't do it, he couldn't kill his friend. North however, fired at his the round perfectly piercing Carolina's heart.

Carolina awoke from the simulation struggling to break free, he scream and cried. His sim had been different from others, it was to test his skills as a officer and if he could shoot one of his own. His methods had worked, he had beaten odds the system had set up to win, adapted and survived. All while putting his men first, yet when it came to killing one of them, even after they had done something monstrous,he couldn't. He was sentimental, kind, strong, and compassionate. He pretended to be cold and calculating but in truth because he see's peoples problems and fears he he understands them and can help them fight trough them. He was not cut out to be a leader yet, he could be the leader that people looked up to and found comfort in. He could a useful puppet if nothing else.

Hours later Carolina had awoke, they had explain that none of that was real and it was all a test, highly classified and top secret to boot. He hated it, he felt like such a fool he had memories of friends and times that had never existed, yet know they expected him to return to normal life. He donned his armor and went to see who else had finished there trials in this mad house.