Y A Z M I N M I R A J
Yazmin looked at her team mates and her Commander. She heard their words and found that she was inclined towards the captain's opinions. She felt that she should at least say something. But what should she say when she was was torn between her more ethical thoughts and the duty of following her Commanding Officer's orders.
“In one way or another, the men and women who signed up with the Feddies are responsible for the deaths of many innocent people. They’re no children, and no random bystanders at this base. Purely military and tactical killers.”
The men and women who signed up with the Feddies are responsible for the deaths of many innocent people... What does that make me? I've killed before. I've looked people in the eyes as I pulled the trigger before. I didn't care if the men and women I've killed have families that would mourn for them. What does that make me? What am I? Did father make a mistake of thinking that I could be more than what I was created for? But would choosing not to kill unarmed people with the capability of producing weapons to be used against them be better than killing them and saving lives? Will the same people show them the mercy if their positions were reversed? Would any of them think twice?
Ordo Sanctus, a faction that was formed with the ultimate goal of ending the corruption and tyranny of the UNF. They were supposed to be the good guys. They were supposed to be fighting for good. But were they really the better people? Does being better mean being merciful even to your enemies? Were they really enemies if they were just acting on command or fighting for what they believed in? If the UNF killed, so did Ordo Sanctus. They robbed families of fathers, mothers and children. Was it justifiable to kill people of the UNF just because they killed people from Ordo Sanctus?
Revenge.
How righteous am I to think that what we're about to do is wrong when I joined them for the sole purpose of avenging my father's death? Yazmin shook her head and thought for once that maybe having the inhibitor chip was better. Life was simpler that way. There was no thinking what was right and what was wrong. The only real thing she needed to do was follow orders. Who would have thought there'd come a time when I'd want that chip back?
"So you know Commander, if one of them drops their weapon and surrenders I don't think I can pull the trigger..."
Yazmin looked at the Captain before she turned back towards Commander Hale. Still. Orders were orders. "I will follow orders, Commander. I would put all the effort needed in the completion and success of this mission but I cannot ascertain if I could really end an unarmed person's life. And moreover, my mak---father was a scientist. Placing me to shoot them might make me hesitate." It wasn't the most professional and appropriate thing to say but she felt like she needed to speak out. She waited silently to be reprimanded.