Jack of Harts

The United States military didn’t care much why I volunteered back in the day. They were desperate for recruits to fight off the alien Shang menace. But there was one person who did care. She chose the name Betty when she was born, and she made me promise her something. That I wouldn’t fight just for revenge. That I would fight for a life at the end. That we would go places when it was done. That we would live. She held me to that promise over the years that followed. And if I’m being honest, I held myself to it as well. I was too stubborn to give up on a promise to a pretty lady. Especially one that looked so much like Julie. That wasn’t an accident, by the way. There were times I thought it was, but I’m older and wiser now. And I know that she saved my life when she extracted that promise from me. And when she chose that form.