Location: Hereford Base
Time: 2240 Hours
Meghan walked with a thought on his mind. Six has just told him that they are going to go deal with a racist terrorist organization. His job apparently was to get everyone, however, Six got on the PA that finally worked to call them to her office. After a briefing of the mission, Rainbow nodded, and then they waited for the inevitable. Six gave them two weeks, and in those weeks, they needed to learn about this place. Meghan walked over to the lab, and walked in.
"Sup, Emma."
"How's it going, Meghan?"
"Not bad, Not bad, you?"
"Not too bad myself." Emma said, then she got tased by her drone. "Damn."
Meghan walked over to her station, plopped one of her cams down, and started tinkering with it. She managed to improve battery life, and seventy hours is much more than five.
Location: Hereford Base
Time: 0709 Hours (Two weeks later)
Meghan walked the hallways of the base, and went into the gym. She thought a good workout would get her mind off things. She saw others inside, so she decided to pop in, and take a run on the treadmill.
"Hey, Meghan."
"Hello, Eliza."
After a good seven miles, she decided to hop off, and go grab some breakfast before they left. She made her way to the cafeteria, and managed to spot a turquoise haired girl.
"Hey, Ela!" She called out to her best friend.
"Hey, wanna grab some breakfast, I'm starving." Ela asked.
"I was just headed there myself."
They pushed the door open, and they managed to spot a few people playing some
Poker.
"Can we get dealt in, James?"
"Yeah, after this hand."
The two best friends sat down, and ordered some food, and James passed both of them two cards each. James kept on revealing cards, and they betted and betted, until it was time to flip them.
"Pair of sevens." James exclaimed.
"You beat me." Ela remarked as she flipped a pocket pair of fours.
"Three of a kind!" Trace yells.
"Heh, amatures." Meghan says, as she flips two clubs, completing a flush.
"Damn, I thought I had it."
Location: Airport
Time: 1420 hours
Meghan sighed, as she walked to the gate with a couple other operators. It was obvious she was worried, but nobody had seemed to notice. She sat down at the gate, and stared at the ground.
"Hey what's wrong?" Ela seemed to pop up.
"Just, this mission."
"What about it?"
"No, I mean, could you really kill someone that was innocent, just because they learned a harmless fact?"
Ela opened her mouth, then closed it. Meghan was right. Direct instructions from Six told them to kill anyone who found out anything about their organization, if they were working for it, hell, even their name or anyone else's. Everything was classified.
"Yeah, that's kind of fucked up. It'll be alright, Meghan. Just put your best foot forward, and I am sure we won't end up killing an innocent."
"Yeah, Thanks Ela."
"Anytime."
The flight went smoothly with her noise cancelling headphones. The others seemed to not be affected. Now was time to begin their operation. Operation: Bright Valor. It was time to become undercover, students on the outside, operators on the inside. This will be the most dangerous mission yet. Prepare yourselves, White Fang, to see the bright valor in the hearts of many.