E.c.t.

[AztecWarrior]

You shall soon know what ECT stands for.
If you know, don't say it.

Chapter 1: Prelude

It had been a long day on Ceryshen. Vanu had savagely attacked Brig. Gen. AztecWarrior's base. Well, it wasn't his, but he was in it, along with his outfit.

He returned to his room. Aztec wasn't very mentally stable. He had clinical depression for a while now. He also suffered from severe flashbacks. He had been tortured, executed, witnessed a nuke go off, he had been through every possible self-esteem killer. He had already killed himself, thanks to respawning he lived to tell about it. He had attended a brief anti-suicide group, and was whisked back into battle.

As he returned to the barracks, he had a surprise.

His recently-married wife, Black Widow, was there. She was a Warrant Officer, aka Secret Agent. She could be doing a job at any given moment.

"Surprise!"

But he didn't see her.

He entered a flashback.

He was tied to the wall. The armor had been plucked off his Agile armor. He was weaponless. It was the desert, somewhere.

He hated this flashback.

"Happy to see me?"

CDL, a Terran clan, took him prisoner. He was reliving this.

He looked at the person who said that. A female.

Was he a nutcase? He had a phobia of that person. She had tortured him for three months. She had destroyed his matrixing info and killed him so he wouldn't respawn.

It was {{eMaGyN}}.

"Oh, God, no, please, NO!"

Black Widow was stunned.

"Honey, are you OK?"

"ggg.....gg.GET AWAY FROM ME!"

He huddled up in the corner. She knew that he was having one of his episodes. She locked the doors to the barracks.

"It's me...your wife..."

"Ppplease. Don't hurt me. Pppppplease."

"Argh!"

She walked over to the opposite side of the room. She had come all the way to see him, and this is what she got.

"Nutcase. What a nutcase." she muttered under her breath.

"I HEARD THAT!" he yelled. The flashback melted away.

And then the argument began.