Essay On My Hero's Journey

Edward arrived early to the meeting point, he wanted to check and go over the supplies they were taking out into the wild personally, the young redhead male looked over the good making sure they had everything that they were promised and would need for the trip. He knew that knowing what they needed was rather questionable, but honestly, he had to prepare the best that he could and he knew that would require having as diverse of a collection of gear as possible as well as having as diverse of a group as possible. He had a list and the files of each of his members that were on his team.

Walking and coming to a stop in front of the wagon, he quietly read over each of the folders again, as he wanted to read over them one last time before he meet
"Well, Specialist Catalina DeGana, I assume," he commented as he looked at the woman. He didn't know her or any of the others in his little team. He would of picked different people if given final say perhaps people he worked with during the war. He found out most were put into high defensive positions for the city to protect it from any danger as they were to go out and scout out the regions around the city. "I have read your papers, they give you the best of grades, I look forward to working with you," he said with a calm and stoic tone to his voice as he greeted the weapon
He knew that being selected for this mission was a great honor, to be able to be the one to crack the mysteries and have first shots at figuring it all out. Wow that was as good as it got, he knew that the first person to do something was always remembered thought. How they did was remembered by history for quite a long time, their failings and their successes took on new weight, still the fact they were simply remembered at all made him volunteer for this job with many others of his type. Yet, he got the job because of his education and his fields of studies which were deemed most