A/N: I'm back and with yet another story with involving ANOTHER batch of completely new OCs. I only own my OCs.

Update: Changed Walker's appearance.


The year is 3056. The world is reduced to nothing but a smoldering wreak of a planet. Endless wars ravaged the surface, with two powers desperately trying to gain the upper hand but failing at every corner.

The two powers you ask? From the ashes of what used to be North America came the Allies. Many of the populists from Europe and Asia fled to the Americas due to the other rising power, the Imperials.

The Imperials were a band of unknown mercenaries who were able to convince America's enemies to band together to take over. The Imperials were able to take over many superpowers, such as Russia, the U.K, France, Spain, Japan, the entire continent of Africa.

Most of the surviving refuges, fled to the Americas, and in an act of defiance, the American Congress declared war on the Imperials. A mix of people from Australia, the Europe-Asia continent, and from the Americas, banded together and formed the Allies.

The battle raged on mostly in Imperial territory. The Allies having the technology superiority while the Imperials had the home-field superiority. Each side had some kind of strength that was counteracted against the other. And for more than a hundred years the battle raged on.

Until now, battles were almost at a stand still. At this time, the Allies had received reports that the Imperials had recovered nuclear weapons that may be used against the Allies. The Allies leaders knew that they had to act fast, or else they risk a nuclear war. The leaders knew they couldn't risk having a large-scale attack on the place where the nukes were held. For the Imperials may move the nukes elsewhere, or worse detonate them. The leaders knew they had to send in a small team, but not just any team, a team that had experience in their field, a team who can defy any odds. Then a leader with a bowler hat said,

"We need the Specialists."

Who are the Specialists? The Specialists is a team of six, who specializes in the six main classes of the Allied military: Artillery, Sharpshooting, Heavy Weps/ Explosive Ordinance, Assault, Medical, and Recon.

The room quieted down quick when that was said. Everyone exchanged nervous looks; they knew the Specialists were extremely qualified operatives, but the main problem with the Specialist was that their plans tended to be quite unorthodox, but successful.

"Are you sure?" questioned a woman with a hair bun. "You do realize their last plan almost wiped out half of Iran."

"What do we have to lose," replied Bowler Hat. "Besides, if we don't do anything all of humanity may die."

"So all in favor," said the main leader with the red tie.

All of the nine leaders in the room raised their hands.

"So we are all in agreement of sending the Specialists into battle?"

Everyone nodded.

"Ok, lets go over their profiles again so we can refresh your memory." Red Tie pushed a button and pictures of six operatives appeared on the large monitor behind him. He zoomed in on the first one.

The picture showed a girl around sixteen with a flight helmet with a visor and an oxygen mask and was wearing a jetpack. "Private First-class Pharaoh "Walker" Newman, Recon Specialist"

He showed the next one, a man with a gas mask on appeared "Lieutenant Howard "Doc" Strider, Medical Specialist"

The next picture showed a man with a backwards baseball cap wearing a weird glasses-like object over his eyes "Lieutenant John "Scopes" Doe, Sharpshooter Specialist"

A young adult with a mischievous smile appeared next "Sergeant Maxwell "Ace" Johnson, Heavy Weps, and Explosive Ordinance Specialist"

A woman with a serious looking face appeared next "Corporal Jessie "Phoenix" Wilcox, Assault Specialist"

"And finally," A picture of a man wearing a wielding mask and a combat helmet showed up "Captain Dell "Fox" Aki, Artillery Specialist."

Red Tie turned around and addressed the leaders,

"These are the Specialists."


A/N: Hope you guys will like this new story. I feel this is going to be even better than the first story I did. R&R, and always I will see you soon. BAI!

"If fighting shall result in victory then you shall fight!"- Soldier

-D.W