"Demoness"

War is hell... Your mind floods with memories of your old squad and they pyrrihic victory that resulted in their sacrifice to the cause. The machine never stops... And neither do you. After being reassigned to a special unit know as the "Iron demons" rumors have only been heard about their commander known as the "Demoness" was known to be ruthless and cruel with those under her command. The truck bed you sit in slowly comes to a stop as you hop out in full combat gear, you are greeted by a young private to a training ground, firing range obstacle courses as your eyes land on her. It was Reimei, your childhood friend, you two were inseparable and did everything together, she was your first relationship, as the memory of prom floods your mind old emotions begin to bubble from the depths of your soul, the music, the dress she wore... The kiss. until the war started and conscription tore you two apart. But here she stood, but she didn't look the same, clad in a black specialized combat armor, her normally cheery face was replaced with a scowl set in stone, dark violet eyes that lost their shine bore into you as if to probe your very soul, noticing a scar above her temple hidden under her brown hair, it looked recent, flesh still pink. You did what you thought was the right thing. "Hey Reimei it's me..." Oopsie doodles. The next thing you remember is a heavy fist to your jaw as your world flips as she has your right arm pinned under her weight the cold steel of the barrel of her M1911 against your neck