ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 093 – Never Let Down Ones Guard

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

*Adam Mann: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Aiden McIntyre-Worthington: Son of Liam McIntyre and Adopted son of Luke Worthington

Alex Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman

Alexander Malinois: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance

*Anthony Caruso: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)

Ariel "Ari" Rebel: Captain, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)

*Beauty Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler

Bob Jones: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)

Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Fort Connor Adjutant

Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto

Connor Best-Mann: Adopted son of Randy Best and Adam Mann

*Connor Williams: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)

Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)

Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), U.S. Army – Medical Director of Fort Connor

Date Masamune: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of David Longdick-Allman

*Doug Meat: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Duke Stone III: General (4 Star), U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman

Frazer Sullivan: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Fort Connor Alpha Zulu 69)

*Gloria Worthington: aka "Mama Bear" Board Chair of Worthington Industries (a major multi-national defense contractor)

Gerald Isaac: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Tommy Longdick-Allman

Hank Henry-Jones: Adopted Son of Bob Jones & Danny Henry

Hayao Kinugasa, Major: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)

*Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army – Protector of David Longdick-Allman

Jacob, David & Uri Leib: Wards of Luke & John Worthington (Israeli Nationals)

Jamie Bob Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre

Jamison Miller: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security)

Jason Allman: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor

Jason Bob Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)

*Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S. Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman

John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries

Juaquin "Jay" de Vαzquez: Son of Manual de Vαzquez

Juan Martinez: Major (2 star) General, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia

Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor

*Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington

Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington

Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Michael "Allen" Roberts

Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries

*Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgon

Mark Roberts: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Bobby Longdick-Allman

Manuel de Vαzquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries

Mario "Mani" Garcia: Son of the President of Mexico (Adopted son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto)

*Mason Allen: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Matt Longdick: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor

Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Michael "Allen" Roberts: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

Napoleon Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Noah Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman

Oliver Winter: Colonel, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

*Randy Adam "RA" Worthington: Adopted son of Connor Best-Mann & John Worthington

*Randy Best: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman

*Robert Allen Gregory, Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Robert Manning, Captain: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)

*Robert Masters: Major General, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu Security

Rod Jackson: Lieutentant General (3 Star), U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor

Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler

Roger DeSoto: Major (2 star) General, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia

Steven Douglas Worthington: (aka S.D.) (Adopted sons of Robert Allen Gregory and R.A. Worthington)

*Steven Goodman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)

Viktor Jannson: Colonel, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

Wilhelm "Willy" Rogers: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of Larry Winter-Jannson

Yuuto Meat-Goodman Kinugasa: Adopted Son of Noah Meat-Goodman and Hayao Kinugasa

 

"Angus" (Name Classified): (Son of a domestic terrorist in protective custody at Fort Connor)

"Biff" Jones (Name Classified): (Son of POTUS and guest in residence at Fort Connor)

 

*=Gone but not forgotten

 

 

Fort Connor was getting too complacent and even with a multitude of ALERT DRILLS it had been 18 months since we had had any form of incursion. I should be more careful of my thoughts because before the day was done my nightmare would become a reality.

 

Finally, Doc had me weaned off my narcotics and I could start to rebuild my muscles under the watchful eye of my dictatorial doctors and the conspiracy of every man on base to assure I follow every order to the letter. They would have security escort me from the physical conditioning area if I attempted to exceed what was allowed. I resigned myself to accept my advancements on Doc's timeline whether I liked it or not.

 

Oliver was always supportive and assured me Doc was only doing what was best. He and the kids wanted me around for a long time so be a good patient and listen to the man. What he is doing is for the best and you know it as well as I do. (I'd never admit Doc was right but DAMN IT HE WAS!)

 

Without warning explosions started rocking Fort Connor. OPS had no indication of any incursion and my first concern was for the imps being locked down and secured. Our new protectors were in high gear and made certain all the imps were locked in their bunker. Finally, when Oliver and I emerged from our offices we were aghast to find Fort Connor under attack from a multitude of aerial drones some equipped with modified grenades launchers and others with small automatic guns. We had men down but the injuries were painful but not life threatening. Our ceramic armor again saved many lives.

 

Finally, when the sergeants broke out the combat shotguns we started to eliminate drone after drone although there weren't many fragments left for Logan and his "brain trust" to evaluate. Of more concern was why we didn't have any warning of the incursion. The only rationale answer was they flew in skimming the water and then at tree top level till they reached our core area. I had Logan on video conference immediately asking his brain trust for a solution. SecDef assured me we would again have a dedicated satellite overhead within hours and an AWAC on continuous station protection our men and the imps. The President was livid that no attack upon Americans on American soil would be tolerated. The full assets of the military will be used to protect you. Just let us know what we can do to assist you.

 

After we had secured the base and Oliver and I were certain all the injured men had received medical care we headed to the bunker and two devastated sons. David came rushing into my arms screaming to give the money to whoever wanted it, he didn't want to see any of his friends hurt because of him.

 

Holding my sobbing son in our arms Oliver and I told him it couldn't be done even if we wanted to. It is in a blind trust and only the court could change the ownership of it. SD and Angus can invest the money wisely and protect the assets for you but until you are an adult the money is its own entity. So, quit feeling guilty... just stay protected because if you were to die all that money would go to a radical group who only wants to overthrow our government and destroy our way of life. The best thing you can do for your friends and country is STAY ALIVE! Every soldier at Fort Connor will give his life for you because we know if anything happens to you it will mean the deaths of thousands of fellow brother-in-arms.

 

I turned to Greg and William asking them to take David and Larry back to our quarters, make certain they have a long hot shower and then please tell their protectors to not let them sleep alone tonight. They need the security of strong arms and knowing tacitly they are protected. As Oliver and I were walking the base allow our men to know we were with them every minute of the day and night we had no idea of how to help our son cope with the devastating feelings he had at the moment.

 

As we approached the Chapel we couldn't help but notice the lights on in the office and we knew the Chaplain was having another long night helping our men. Not wanting to add to his burdens we knocked respectfully and asked for a few minutes of his time. Explaining the guilt and concern David had over this incursion anything you can do to help will be most appreciated. The Chaplain only commented: "Don't ever hesitate to ask any time of the day or night"! Oliver and I rose, thanked our good friend and continued our walk offering support to the brave men of Fort Connor.

 

When the required testing was done to evaluate the school curriculum provided we parents were in shock. David tested above average and definitely would be college bound but Larry tested in the top 0.1% of the top 1% of students tested and definitely was a potential genius and future member of the Worthington Brain Trust. To say his curriculum was modified was an understatement. Our adjutants were super proud parents as were his Commanding Generals. We all agreed our roles still remained to be supportive parents and allowing both of our sons to have as normal a life as possible.

 

We parents were relieved when SecDef announced NASA was launching a new secret "spy" satellite next week and it would be in stationary orbit over Fort Connor. It would provide detail so clear it will show a low flying sea gull approaching our island. Worthington Techs would be immediately on base to reconfigure all equipment to utilize it and train our OPS in its use. A new level of protection for our sons who were barely old enough to enjoy an orgasm.

 

It was no surprise to Oliver and me when David and Larry respectfully knocked at my office door and asked to enter. (You never have to ask!) Would I please have the twin beds removed and the larger beds put back into our bedrooms? Have you asked your "hunks ala-carte" about this change, after all they live with you? Apologizing profusely they regretted not taking their protectors into consideration. Permission to be excused? GRANTED!

 

Rushing out of my office my loving imps found their protectors waiting for them. (I knew they would never be far away from the imps they loved and would protect with their lives.) Can we walk to the Rec Hall, we both have an important question for the two of you. We both slept the best last night that we have in months. We felt secure in your arms and we want you to continue sleeping with us. Our dads will put the larger beds back in our quarters if you two approve. PLEASE!

 

The two Captains looked at each other and knew they had reached a pivotal moment in the lives of their imps. They sat down with their "little brothers" and said they would approve of the change if you will quit calling us "Captain". We have names and we would appreciate you using them. David's "big brother" looked into his eyes, held his hands securely and told him my name is Harold Manfred. Larry's "big brother" held him tight and asked him to please call him Willy... my name is Wilhelm Rogers. Walking hand in hand back to my office they knocked respectfully and I had to smile when all four entered my office. "I take it you four are in agreement?" As all four responded with a unified YES! I assured them it would be done by the time you return from classes tomorrow afternoon. DISMISSED!

 

Oliver and I cuddled in bed that night discussing how long it would take for their "protectors" to make that inseparable bond we desired in the lives of our sons. We wanted our sons to trust their protectors with their innermost thoughts and desires. Only by knowing every facet of our sons could they truly protect them. We realized this bonding could transfer into "LOVE" but we also knew our sons could do far worse than the men we had selected to protect them. We wouldn't push them into anything but neither would we prevent them from following the desires of their hearts. They had 200+ men to choose from if they found they were gay and with their hot bodies they would have an abundance of girls after them if they found they were straight. We only wanted the best possible future for our sons.

 

We four fathers met frequently to discuss our sons and with no concern as to our ranks. We were co-equals when it comes to our sons and we spoke with one voice. We all realized with the wealth David would inherit as an adult he would face responsibilities equal to or exceeding what Oliver and I faced every day. We would help him in every way possible but it had to be his life and his future.

 

Logan, Alex and T&T would encourage Larry to join their Worthington Family. We would have David and Larry make frequent visits to the Castle to visit Mani and become friends with Juan and Roger. Both of our sons were impressed with the Castle and loved being spoiled by Juan and Roger. Carlos gave them the grand tour of Harvard and started the process of them accepting their destiny. Both of our sons were mature enough to accept the necessity for their security and they prayed none of their friends would pay the ultimate sacrifice in the process.

 

Oliver and I accepted the fact and fate that David's life would always be in jeopardy. Even after he turns 18 and is emancipated receiving full control of his trust he then would face the potential of groups from around the world wanting to kidnap him and ransom him for monies that could be used to fund hostile acts against the United States. It was in the best national interest of our country to protect him.

 

When David and Larry accompanied us on trips around the world David was always invited to meet the world leaders with us and always refused unless Larry was also invited. They were "brothers" and "co-equals" and to them not inviting the other was an insult. All four of us fathers knew they were bonding we just never realized the degree to which they would face the future together.

 

By the time our sons hit their "terrible teens" we fathers accepted their protectors as full fledged members of our family and with great pride presented them with the rank of Major in the United States Army. They had truly earned their increase in rank and our sons were proud to attach their gold oak leaves to their uniform in front of the men of Alpha Zulu. Little did I know how our sons planned to celebrate the promotion when they returned to their quarters this evening.

 

David and Larry helped each other with the nuisances of using the shower bidet as they prepared for bed. (The wonder of the internet in helping teenagers understand sexuality.) Their protectors couldn't understand what was taking so long and finally each son entered their respective bedroom, closing and locking the door behind them.

 

Snuggling with their protector each professed how much he respected his great man for all he did. Now, please let me pleasure you and show you how much I appreciate you putting your life on the line for me day after day. Diving under the covers it was easy to find the fast growing appendage between the legs of their protector. Between the tender hands massaging their balls and the novice mouth and tongue around their cock head they could barely form words to warn their protιgι to disconnect or ... Too late as their mouths got flooded with copious amount of prime Army Baby Batter. Coughing and sputtering each appeared from under the sheets to wrap their arms around the chest of their protector saying it was wonderful and hoped they enjoyed it also.

 

Their protectors only smiled thinking back to their teenage days and the first time they sucked the cock of their buddy. These kids were far better at it than they had been and deep down they hoped this wasn't a one time occurrence. As Harold and Willy quickly showered the next morning they looked at each other and saw the sexual development hardening between their legs Harold turned to Willy and simply asked: "Did you?" and then answer was a quiet: "YES"!

 

That night the boys again spent far too much time in the shower again and when their entered their bedroom, closed and locked the door. By the time they reached their bed it was obvious their protectors had full blown erections. Our imps smiled as they snuggled with their protectors as their small hands gently stroked the adult erections causing our protectors to moan uncontrollably. Grabbing the lube from the nightstand each protector was adamant they would hurt their imp if they fucked them. When they were told our imps had been enjoying fucking each other for over a year and they would wait no longer. If you say you aren't interested in this then I'll jack off and never attempt to seduce you again. The honor and integrity of the imps impressed their protectors and each told his imp he would be proud to teach you how to enjoy sex with a man. Please forgive me, because this will hurt the first few times.

 

Flipping his imp onto his back the imps legs were forced against their chest as a talented tongue attacked a sensitive ass and started to drive the imp to nirvana. Each young cock was leaking profusely and the scent was driving their protector into a sexual frenzy. Finally, after stuffing each young ass profusely with lube and massaging it with three fingers each imp was screaming to be fucked. Copiously coating his adult cock with lube he pressed the thick head against the small opening and forced himself forward knowing this tight opening couldn't hold out against his horny cock. Suddenly, his cock head slipped in and he felt the tight muscle ring clamp around his cock head. His willing victim was convulsing in pain and pleasure as he kissed his imp and told him to breathe easy. The more you relax the faster the pain will cease. Slowly, ever so slowly, inch after entered the young body until our imp could feel pubic hair nestled around his ass cheeks. Being kissed and tweaked by his lover only brought forth a verbal demand to fuck him, fuck him hard and make love to him PLEASE! Withdrawing his cock until only the head remained our imps was kissed passionately as every hard inch was buried into his body in a single thrust. The pain surged through his body as the pleasure kicked in and he reached nirvana for the first time in his life. His imp cock burst forth for the first time without using a hand or mouth. Our imp had a death grip on his protector and begged him to do it again, again and again... do this all night... don't ever stop.

 

Larry was getting parody with David and both boys would be walking funny and sitting gently for days afterwards. Even with Doc's super lube they both knew they had been fucked by a master TOP STUD and they were never prouder than knowing they were able to pleasure the men who protected them. The entire base knew that a protector had died protecting his charge and our imps were dedicated to letting their protectors know the risk to their lives would not go without their being most thankful.

 

It was a beautiful sunny day when David and Larry exited their classroom to find their protectors waiting for them. Asking what the imps wanted to do till retreat the smile on their faces were all too obvious to their protectors. Commenting both men were still mighty tender from the previous night how about a little soccer practice to work off all those teenage hormones. Reluctantly, our imps agreed.

 

As our foursome was enjoying a brisk challenge of soccer no one noticed a single drone skim over the top of the trees and making a dive toward the soccer field. Willy was the first to see the drone and yelled GUN as he hit the alert on his com. Harold pinned David to the ground and covered him with his body as multiple rounds struck his back. The first men responding opened fire with sidearms, uzis and eventually multiple shotgun rounds eliminated the threat. David was safe but Harold had received some severe injuries. Doc was in full "trauma" mode as he rushed his patient into surgery. David was devastated knowing he was the reason for Harold being injured and his life in danger.

 

Even Napoleon in full "puppy mode" had little result in helping David with his extreme feeling of guilt. The Chaplain joined the family and offered a prayer for the safe return of our brother. God will give you the strength, have faith in his wisdom. Little did anyone know while Harold was in surgery a guardian angel named Roger was with him guiding Doc's hands and assuring Harold would survive his willing sacrifice.

 

Finally, as Doc joined us he admitted he had done everything he could do, it was now in God's hands. We joined Harold in the ICU (Doc allowed us five minutes) and we all prayed for him and that God's will be done. None of us know how long we are allowed to live on this earth we can only hope to leave it a better place than when we entered it. I went over to my good friend, took his hand and whispered in his ear: Captain Manfred... This is your commanding general giving you a direct order: "YOU WILL NOT DIE"!

 

We returned to our quarters and told the boys to get ready for bed. I knew Willie would take good care of Larry but David was simply ordered into our bedroom and his parents made a cuddle sandwich out of him all night. We didn't get much sleep but lack of sleep was a risk of being a parent. Our son needed us at this traumatic moment in his life and we would never fail him.

 

It took 72 hours before Doc would state Harold was out of the woods and on the road to a recovery. As soon as Doc advised me I had David excused from school and Oliver and I walked him hand in hand to medical as Doc had granted David ten minutes (and only ten minutes) to be with his patient. David was in tears and Harold told him to quit the pity party. It was his choice and he'd do it again so live with it! Now go back to school and let Doc turn back up these good meds his is pumping into me. I swear, nine minutes and fifty nine second exactly after letting us visit he was at the door demanding we leave and let HIS patient rest. He will be out of the ICU in a few days and they you can have normal visiting hours.

 

Harold and the Chaplain had a major task ahead of them helping David to realize if he let this ruin his life then the bad guys had won. None of us know how long we have on this earth. Enjoy each day as it is the last and know when you leave this world is better because of what you have accomplished. Harold held David's hands when through tears he admitted David had so much good he could do with his life and his wealth. His life would be such a small price to pay to allow you to have the future God has ordained for you. David wrapped his arms around his protector as he was reminded his back was still plenty sore so take it easy or explain to a dictatorial doctor how he screwed up his rehab program.

 

I was a proud General and a prouder father to award Major Harold Manfred a purple heart and bronze star for his quick action in this emergency. I quietly whispered in his ear to not make this habit forming.

David then whispered in his ear he'd provide the Major with his personal thanks once their bedroom door was locked tonight. I didn't know which was the most obvious to everyone present. His multiple shades of red on his face or the massive erection in his pants. The men were ecstatic in praise for their brother-in-arms.

 

No one was surprised when David was walking bowlegged and sitting might gentle the next morning. No one harassed their "little brother" as they knew he was sharing the feelings of his heart as well as his mind and body. His brother Larry privately confided he had given his protector adequate appreciation for also protecting his life. Our two sons giggled as they progressed through the mess line as we fathers realized how much these two young men were bonded and would be the rest of their lives. We had created a unified family and we only hoped and prayed we all would survive to see our children become adults.

 

The six of us discussed openly the threats to David till he turned of legal age. We could protect him with the resources of Fort Connor but this program was not designed to be a jail. We had to let him join us as we traveled because denying him this opportunity would be denying him being part of our loving family. We decided we had to discuss this with him as he was now old enough to make some important decisions himself. As we explained the risks to his life and the potential impact to this country if anything should happen to him we explained the available options. As he sat and listened intently he only asked one question. Turning to Harold he asked if he would always protect him. The answer came quickly and without any indication of hesitation: "WITH MY LIFE"!

 

I was surprised when the President's National Security Advisor video conferenced and requested permission to visit Fort Connor and meet with Oliver and myself. (Like I could refuse... NOT!) He would arrive the next morning and Oliver and I knew this was not going to be an enjoyable meeting. Our guest was honest and forthright stating David presented an unacceptable risk to National Security. If a terrorist group could get access to his vast wealth it could do untold harm to our country. If his recommendation had been accepted David would be in protective custody in a black ops site till he was of legal age. (Thank God we live in a free country.) Seeing how POTUS refused to consider his recommendation he wanted to know our plan to protect David. Also, whatever addition men or material we required he would immediately provide for our request.

 

We thanked our guest for his concern and we had frequent discussion with our men as to potential problems and how to address them. We have the resources of the United States Military and the total support of the Worthington Brain Trust. We all know if an assassin is willing to give up his life there is little we can do to protect anyone. We can only make the cost so high as to deter any attempt. David deserves to live as normal a life as we can provide for him. We will protect our son with every resource we have available but we will always be his fathers first and foremost. If the President is in disagreement with our priorities he can always retire us from active service. Thank you for the concerns you have brought to our attention but this meeting is ended!

 

You are welcome to enjoy one of our renowned Fort Connor meals with us as you might actually like to meet the young man with whom you are so concerned. David is a savvy teenager and far more aware of the risks he faces as anyone can expect of someone so young. The choice is yours but we'd love to have you meet our son.

 

You could feel the tension in the air as we entered the mess with the NSA Director as our guest. The entire base wanted to know what was happening to and with their little brother. Everyone knew this wasn't a social call. We again thanked the NSA Director for his concerns as we escorted him to his jet and his return back to the battles of Washington. I then asked for a meeting with General Jackson, the 1st Sergeant and the Squad Sergeants to give them the overview of our meeting. I prefaced my remarks saying I expected the camp grapevine to be in overdrive as I wanted all the men to know what happened today. The men were never prouder or more dedicated to us Generals for putting our son ahead of our stars. Even the Chaplain and Doc came to us and privately commented if POTUS asked for your resignation theirs would also be submitted.

 

Oliver and I slept securely that night knowing we had a loving family, a committed band-of-brothers and a command staff anyone in the military would be proud to have and we definitely were proud of ours both as officers and friends.

 

We were far from out of danger and little did we know under the dark of night a single drone silently breached the security of Fort Connor and waited patiently landing in the trees surrounding our parade area. As our flags were being raised for the day someone yelled GUN and we all knew what to expect. A single drone made a death dive into our group of men and if by a miracle Major Manfred caught the drone mid-air throwing it to the ground and covered it with his body as it exploded. His selfless action not only saved the life of our son but countless number of his fellow brothers-in-arms.

 

We rushed him immediately to medical and Doc had him in surgery for hours. A very distraught doctor exited surgery saying the injuries were just too severe and Major Manfred had departed this world to be with God. David was devastated beyond any compassion we his fathers could provide. We finally asked Doc to sedate him and we carried him back to our quarters to spend the night between us. It was no surprise when the first video conference of the new day was from POTUS stating he'd be arriving at Fort Connor early the next day and he wanted David "drug free" as he was putting forth the new security arrangements for this young man.

 

Oliver and I knew RESISTANCE WAS FUTILE and we asked Doc to flush out what drugs he could from David's system without jeopardizing him in any way. Doc warned us not to leave him alone even for a minute. David's mind had not accepted the death of his protector and we needed to be concerned about him possibly harming himself.

 

During our morning staff meeting OPS advised Air Force One is requesting permission to land. I turned to our staff and commented: "Time to face the inevitable and I doubt if any of us will enjoy it"! As POTUS walked down the ramp of Air Force One he was accompanied by a small bodied muscular Colonel who could only be described as a "Minnie Me" on steroids. Wearing our Alpha Zulu uniform we all were in shock as to the motivation of POTUS. Asking to be taken to our secure conference room we all would have a "come to Jesus" moment.

 

David's life was paramount to the security of the United States. If his "billions" were to fall into the hands of subversive groups we could indeed face a new civil war, one which could result in more deaths than any war in the history of the world. He was ashamed to admit he actually considered the recommendation of his National Security Advisor and regrettably accepted his resignation when POTUS refused to adopt it. Don't make me regret that decision!

 

Introducing Colonel Date Masamune (A Japanese-American of Samurai decent) who I am appointing to be the protector of David. You can review his accomplishments but from the awards and recognitions which appear on his chest you have some idea of his accomplishments. It is rare for an Army Colonel to also wear the trident of a Navy Seal. He singularly neutralized an assassination squad of ten mercenaries which was a last ditch effort of the drug cartels in our recent war. And, just so there isn't any doubt as to his abilities to protect your son... turning to the First Sergeant he asked him to pick your three best hand to hand combat soldiers and have them in the conditioning area of PT within the hour.

 

Considering Colonel Masamune was only about five foot five inches and possibly 180 pounds dripping wet we couldn't believe he could survive sixty seconds with three of our top hand to hand combat soldiers. POTUS asked this be streamed live to the entire base. He guaranteed it wouldn't detract from their responsibilities for over a few minutes.

 

We were all surprised when Colonel Masamune apologized to his three opponents for any discomfort he would cause them. He respectfully bowed to his opponents and offered them the option of the first move. As soon as the first opponent came in contact with him he was incapacitated and down in agony. Within thirty seconds the two additional components joined their "brother". The Colonel bowed to them and assisted them to rise as Doc and his medical team helped them to medical.

 

POTUS smiled when he told us the Colonel was on staff at ever "alphabet soup" agency that offers protection service as a hand to hand instructor in lethal combat. He also is an Army instructor in every small arm in our military. He is without a peer in the military. I have personally asked him to accept this assignment and he guarantees me he will give his life and pledges his sacred honor to protect your son. Now you fathers have to convince your son to accept the Colonel as his new protector. To prevent any friction between your sons I have promoted Major Rogers to the rank of a full Colonel. You can present him with his "Eagles" and swear him in as you feel appropriate.

 

As POTUS excused himself to return to the "battles" of Washington we asked our new Colonel to join us so we could proceed as best for David. I asked the Chaplain to join us as he would have the best idea of how to help David to accept his new protector. We learned that Colonel Date had earned black belts in five different martial arts disciplines in addition to being an expert in using a samurai sword. The sword he carried had been in his family for 400+ years and was the sword used by his samurai relative namesake. (We were to learn much later that our Colonel's samurai sword was actually worth more than our diamond encrusted custom swords we received from the Worthingtons.)

 

One question no one considered asking of our new Colonel was his sexual preference. We requested our newest addition to Alpha Zulu what was his sexual preference as Fort Connor was a base of gay men and was very gay friendly. We were all shocked when Colonel Date advised us all present he had no predilection as to a sexual preference. He was a VIRGIN and when he found his true love only then would he know whether he was straight or gay. For the moment, he had no reason to consider giving up his virginity to anyone. (Talk about a shocked group of officers.)

 

After reading Colonel Date's file (the un-redacted version) I asked the Colonel and the Chaplain to join me in my office. As you are providing security for my son I am erring on the side of being a conservative parent. I am ordering you to have mandatory counseling and PTSD counseling if the Chaplain feels it is necessary. Your background makes it impossible for me to believe you don't have some suppressed demons you may not even know that exists. This isn't optional. DISMISSED!

 

Oliver and I opted for a family dinner in our quarters so we could have a friendly environment to break the news to David. David was surprised POTUS had made a brief visit to Fort Connor and didn't say hello to him. "My son, believe me his visit was all because of you." Bringing up the exhibition video of the 3 on 1 match today David was impressed that such a small man could incapacity three of the biggest "bruisers" in Alpha Zulu. That little man is Colonel Date Masamune and POTUS has appointed him as your new protector. Before you yell at your fathers we had no input or consideration in the decision. And before you go ballistic and fight POTUS on his decision know the other option we were given was putting you in a secure black ops site until you were of age. You need to make the best of a bad situation and who knows, you might even learn to like the guy.

 

Inviting the Colonel to join our family for desert I summoned up my bribe for the evening with a large helping of vanilla ice cream and hot fudge topping for everyone present. David asked to be excused, took a quick shower and retired to his bedroom, surprisingly leaving his door unlocked.

 

Date took this as a subconscious signal from David as to being willing to accept his fate. Sitting on the edge of David's bed Date told David he had no intention of trying to replace Harold, I know how much he meant to you. I'll protect you with my life whether you consider me your friend or not. Date tucked David in, kissed him on his forehead and left locking his bedroom door behind him.

 

Date was a constant companion of David and held him securely allowing him to cope with dignity at the funeral of his good friend and former protector. An Alpha Zulu Honor Guard accompanied Harold's coffin for burial at Arlington and another stone marker was added to our memorial garden. Returning from the funeral David burst into tears crying and screaming he couldn't continue to live if another person died because of him. Date held him till David was "cried out" and then looked into his eyes and told David in all sincerity he would gladly give his life knowing protecting David will prevent the death of thousands of his fellow brothers-in-arms. "It is my choice and I make it willingly!"

 

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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