They had not lied, the devastation was total. Not one structure of the city Bruce had known as a boy remained. Not one defender survived.
When the army of the invader had approached, Bruce could see their advanced technology and knew there would be no way to defeat them. While many chose to stand and fight, Bruce led a band of deserters to the enemy camp to plead for mercy.
They were laughed at. “Here are cowards who hold their manhood cheap! Relieve them of it and show them my mercy!” The leader announced to his laughing men as Bruce’s band was dragged away.
The women were made wives to the officers. Bruce and his men faced a more cruel fate. Using obscene engines of science, they were transformed into women and made the concubines of the camp! Humiliated for their cowardice, they were passed from tent to tent and forced to dress as the slave-girls they had become.
When they city had been leveled, they were marched through the ruins to witness the manly deaths they had denied themselves.
Bruce looked at the fragments of his old home, he recognized the hand of his brother sticking out from under the rubble still holding a rifle. Before grief could take hold, he heard his new name from one of the masters.
“Trixi! Come here girl! I desire release!”