A white van bounced along the road in the middle of a desolate area with small shrubs.

"So…" I said as I struggled to prompt a conversation with the van driver.

"Yes?" The woman with the purple dress replied without breaking her concentration on the road. "You understand what you're supposed to do and how everything works, right?"

"I guess, I mean I'm just scared about my other side getting out of control."

"Don't worry, as long as you take your meds, which by the way will be provided by the medic there, you'll be fine. Besides it was that side of you that caught the eye of the administrator."

"Yeah, yeah I remember my first encounter with her as well. So, like why am I joining these mercs now and not just continuing doing jobs for her?"

"Well, the plan is officially in stage two now, so we'll need you stationed at the base for the time being"

I turned and gazed at the desert zooming out of the window. Wind blew through my short black hair knocking off my plastic hair band. In a swift motion, I picked it up and readjusted my hair.

I wonder what my team is like? I thought to myself. Heh... What would their first reaction be when they see a 17 year old Asian girl go bananas? They'd probably won't even believe I'm the Byzerker until they actually see me fight. For the remainder of the trip, I stared mesmerized at Miss Pauline's bouncing hair buns.

The van halted to a stop in front of a desolate-looking place. Oh boy, home sweet home. I stepped out of the car carrying a suitcase of my toiletries for that week and my prized chainsaw. Too afraid of being stared at on my first day, I quickly shoved my weapon into the suitcase. Miss Pauline gave me a reassuring smile and walked me inside.

After strolling through a number of corridors, we entered a room filled with men doing a number of activities. Some were chatting while others were playing poker.

"Ahem" Miss Pauline gave a light cough. Almost instantly, all the mercenaries turned their full attention to us. My stomach started churning as I felt their eyes examine me. "Everyone, this is your new team mate. She's the Byzerker you guys have been waiting for. Would you like to take it from here?"

As she said that, my heart dropped. "Um…hi, guys…" was all I could manage out of my mouth.

The black Scottsman holding a bottle of whiskey spoke up "Are you f-king kidd' me? THIS is the byzerker."

An Australian man with a cowboy hat from the back added, "Sorry Sheila, I can't help but to agree."

The group of men started to murmur in agreement.

"Guys!" The attention shifted back onto her. "Please be a little more welcoming to your new team mate and show her to her headquarters. I've got to go right now actually, be nice." Without warning, she sprinted off.

"Wait! Miss Pauline!" The young man with the baseball cap started to sprint after her but stopped.

A tall, lean man with a red mask walked towards me. I made a mental note that he was the leader of the group.

"I apologize for some of us being quite incompetent and rude to you, Miss" He spoke with a French accent. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am ze Spy. That is Engie.-"

A man with a yellow construction helmet interjected, "Howdy." This guy seemed friendly enough.

"-Pyro-"

"Mmmp mmmm" mumbled the figure with the gas mask and fire-proof suit.

"-Heavy-"

A tall, burly man looked up, midway of consuming a sandwich. Despite his intimidating look, I decided that he would be sufficient enough to work with.

"Sniper."

The same Australian man from before responded with a simple:"Oi" What an asshole I thought to myself.

"-Demo man-"

"Don't test your luck lil' lass." The Scottish man spurted out drunkenly. His current appearance disgusted me so much I had to briefly look away.

"-Medic-"

The German man in the lab coat grinned widely with a certain light in his eyes hiding behind his well-polished glasses. "Ve'll start ze procedure for your Uber charge immediately." I shuddered a bit, I hated even the thought surgeries.

"-soldier-"

A man with a helmet covering his eyes sprung up, "WOMEN LIKE YOU AREN"T MEANT FOR WAR YOU MAGGOT!" Oh great, a sexist.

"and finally Scout."

"How ya doin' hot stuff." The slim young man said. In response, I just gave a shrug. "Ya don't speak much do ya?"

After a moment, I finally replied with a, "I guess…"

Engie broke the awkaward silence that followed saying, "Well, I can show you to your quarters and get you settled down."

"'kay" I responded as I picked up my suitcase and followed him out the door.

While walking down the hall, he suddenly interjected, "You seem a bit young to be a mercenary, little lady."

I managed to look away as I replied with a simple, "Meh."

Once I go to my room, Engie asked me if I was okay. When he said that, I felt an old wound in my chest reopen. Once alone in my room, I began to ponder whether things were going to be different this time or if I would once again be the outcast of the group. After unpacking my belongings, I made up my mind to try to at least make one conversation with my new team mates no matter how painful it would be.