That moment of truth.....so long in the making. I had seen it a thousand times in my mind's eye. Years of dedicated training. Years of sacrifice and pain. Years that tempered youthful ambition into deadly intention. All of it now focused into this moment .....steady hands raise my rifle "Justice Song", into postion. My hud and rifle optics sing to each other as data reading start ghosting in my visuals. Wind speed, biometric preassure, distance. A conversation I've had with old Justice many times In the dim light the Fallen Captain gazes up from his kill scanning the darkness. As though some silent premonition within warned him of his peril. Silently I offer up a prayer to the traveler. The silence speaks as Justice barks death into the gloom! I reach out with fire and lay claim to my birthright, as my bullet whisps through the captains heart with naught but a whisper. The moment passes. My fate is sealed as a Hunter....guardian of the citadel