Love and War

War Pigs

Authors Note
Hello welcome to the land of stuff. So the song above literally has nothing to do with this chapter really other than it has the same name. I just like the band. Ozzy Osborne has a pretty cool voice so. I'm gonna stop now enjoy! 😊

It turns out the ride to camp was way longer than I expected. And I slept the whole ride. Bucky was gently nudging me awake.
"Hey Kit-Kat were here." He whispered. I was about to ask where 'here' was when I remembered earlier today. Groaning I got out of the taxi.
Bucky had grabbed my bag and was carrying it. I grabbed it from him.
"What was that for?" He asked slightly offended.
"You can't carry my stuff around here. They'll kick me out in a heartbeat. I worked so hard to get here." I told him.
Bucky nodded. "Right." He paid the taxi man and we moved with the rest of the crowd of soldiers entering the camp. People gave me weird looks or wolf whistles.
Bucky glared at all of them.
"Move ladies! Get into formation now! Move, move!" yelled a man who I assumed was the man who'd be running the place.
Bucky and I got in line with the other recruits. "Well looky here, we've got ourselves a tramp." A man standing on the other side of me joked.
"Shut up." Bucky ordered him. The man laughed.
"Ooh is pretty boy here the tramp's little dolly that she plays with!"
"I said shut up!" Bucky snarled.
"Is pretty boy upset?" The man continues. I turned to him and punched him hard in the jaw.
"He said shut up." I said.
The man yelling at us before stopped in front of us. "Is there a problem here?" He barked. I immediately stood up straighter and made sure my posture was perfect.
"No, sir I handled it." I said. The man stared at me in surprise and anger.
"What in Hell's name is a woman doing in my camp?" He boomed.
"I'm a soldier sir." I replied.
"A soldier?" He repeated as if it were a joke.
"Yes, sir."
He laughed. "Well if she's a soldier I'm a pretty little ballerina."
There was a chorus of laughter. "I really am a soldier sir, Colonel Philips himself appointed me." I said.
"Well if we're letting women fight now we might as well give pigs guns and call them men." The man said back.
"With all due respect sir, I believe thats already been done." I retorted.
"What'd you say?" The man demanded.
"You heard me, pigs already serve in the army." I replied.
"You better run along home little girl and go make a pie or something." The man ordered.
"I think you're just scared of me cause I'm a girl over twelve and the only woman who's ever loved you was your mother." I said cheekily.
The man went to punch me, I countered his attack by catching his arm. In return I punched him in the gut. The guy groaned. He coughed a little before standing straight again.
"What's your name?" He demanded.
"Katie Rogers." I said proudly.
With a disgusted look on his face he said "well Miss Rogers welcome to the US army."
I nodded. "Thank you."
He moved away from us. "I'm Colonel Pines I run this camp, I will be making you all into men along with Agent Atwell here!" He boomed.
I then noticed the blonde beautiful woman with perfect make up standing by colonel Pines. I wondered why she was a drill sergeant. Her voice was high pitched and girly. Though I liked her better than most girls.
"Greetings ladies." She said stepping forward. "I'm Agent Atwell welcome to the US army."
The same guy I had punched whistled. "Look at her boys." He said.
She turned her attention toward him.
"You think I'm pretty, I'm flattered. What's your name?" She asked him. I noticed she wasn't the slightest bit flattered. I also noticed her girly tone was gone. Agent Atwell sounded much more affirmative now.
"John Filch, what'd you say if I made you Mrs. Filch?" The man replied.
"I'd say that's quite repulsive." Atwell responded disgusted.
"How about a kiss doll?" John Filch said puckering his lips.
Atwell put on a girly smile and batted her eyelashes. "Okay." She agreed her girly voice returning. She walked up to him in a seductive manner. However instead of kissing him she threw a solid punch on his jaw right where I had hit him earlier.
When John stood again Atwell gave him a fake smile. "Sorry there was something on your face. I believe it was pain."
John Filch glared daggers at him.
"Alright ladies let's begin your training, I want six laps around the camp! Anyone cheats I make it double for all of you! MOVE! LETS GO!" She yelled.
I've got to say I had a lot more respect for her now.
She smiled at me before I began running off. Me and Bucky were at the front of the line the whole time. When all the men finished we were ordered to do 100 push-ups. I was the first one done. Atwell smiled at us.
"Great job girls you're done for now. Get to the mess hall, move!" She yelled.
Most of the guys complaining we went to the mess hall. Bucky said he was gonna get to know some of the other men. I declined to socialize with him so I sat by myself.
Until Agent Atwell sat in front of me with a tray of mush.
"You know I didn't like you much when we first met, thought you were the stereotypical giggling brainless schoolgirl." I told her.
She laughed. "Well how do you feel about me now?"
"You kick ass." I said after a bite of mashed potato. She smiled.
"Thank you."
"I feel the same about you. It's great to have a woman in combat. When word gets out of this you'll be an inspiration."
"That was the plan." I replied.
"To become famous?" She asked.
"Not really that, I'm tired of the world thinking that our only jobs are to cook, have children, and wait hand and foot on our male counterparts," I paused a little "I wanted to show the world were just as useful as men."
"You're off to a great start." Agent Atwell said, "beat all the men in laps and finished the push ups first. I expect great things from you."
"I'll try not to disappoint."
"I trust you won't you've also got some mouth." She replied.
I chuckled, "so do you, Ms. Filch." I joked.
Atwell cringed. "Ew, no he's awful. That man on the other side of you though he's something he was the only one close to beating you."
I smiled a little. "Yes, he's my um little dolly as Filch said."
Agent Atwell smirked, "ooh, you two are a couple?"
I nodded.
"Well aren't you lucky."
I nodded again. "He sure is somethin'"
"You can call me Lizzie." Atwell said.
"I'm Katie or Kate either one." I replied.
Lizzie smiled, "Well Katie don't expect me to go easy on you just cause we're friends. In fact I'll go the hardest on you."
I smirked. "Good."