"Commander, our troops have breached the enemy's defences and are moving in for the kill," a disembodied female's voice said over the intercom.
"Excellent, victory is ours for the taking." Eddy muttered. He looked down at the holographic tabletop in front of him and saw images of his units surrounding the enemy base. Large red structure on the opposite side was quickly destroyed and the word "Victory" appeared hovering in the middle of the table in bold, large letters. "And there we have it. Another win under my belt. Ah, isn't life grand?" He, again said to no one in particular. He did an about-face, which made the medals on his chest cling and clang in response, pulled down the bill of his officer's cap, and walked through the metallic door that lead out of the base.
When he crossed the threshold and opened his eyes, he was met with the back of a seat. He let out a small yawn and stretched his limbs in all directions. After looking out the window, he saw that VGHS was just pulling up. Man, if only that dream was real. He thought to himself. He looked at the information sheet that was given to him by a school representative a few weeks earlier just to pass the final seconds by. His primary genre was FPS, while his secondary was RTS. Eddy would rather have had the two switched, but his father, who was a military officer, actually had an education at VGHS. Eddy's father took the same courses Eddy was about to take, which actually gave him some experience in both leadership and teamwork. Eddy wanted to follow his father's footsteps, and figured this was the best way to do just that.
The bus finally came to a halt, and students, new and old, piled out of the doorway and onto the campus. Eddy stepped off and let the feeling of attending such a prestigious school sink in. "Well, here's to a good year." He said out-loud. Eddy grabbed his bags from the undercarriage, and strode off to his dorm room, "Frag dorm room 310." When he reached his destination, it was apparent no one else had claimed the other bed just yet. Eddy simply shrugged, Guess the other guy is still milling about downstairs. He placed his belongings on the bed to the left and began unpacking.