-Kai Note- Here's a synopsis of the characters:
Kakairo/Kai: Me! I don't have much specialties other than kicking enemy ass.
Kioshi/Kio: Captain of our little deadly group. Specialty in guns and planning. Stoic, action-addict. A touch of being sadistic.
Akume: the team's quirky bomb specialist. Sarcastic, smartass, yet loveable when not trying to shove napalm up your…. Yeeaaaah….
Rem: She's quirky, smart, motherly, cute, and loveable when she desires to be. Don't piss her off. Kinda the peace keeper in the group; is hell on earth on the battlefield. -hangs "Beware of Rem" sign on door-
Toraashi/Tora: Helps Kio with the battle plans. The team analyist. Love games, acts like a little kid, always gets in trouble via his big fat mouth. Kai wants to kill him.
Shadow: the team question mark. A guy who wears all black from head-to-toe. No features are identifiable. Person of randomly useful information. Quiet. Mysterious. Though cares about his teammates. Almost acts like a guardian.
Okiday! That's it.
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The Elite Six: part 1
Kakairo peered through her binoculars at the enemy dugout about ten yards away. Rem poked her own head up to take a look for herself.
"Do they know we're here?" she whispered.
Just as she said that the sun caught the lenses of Kai's binoculars and attracted the attention of one of the five enemies they were spying on. A crack sounded from the jungle undergrowth and a bullet hit the ground just inches from Kakairo's face; spraying dirt her way. Cursing, she and Rem ducked back into their dugout; just missing a sea of bullets that flew above them.
"They do now." Kai replied.
Akume sighed. "How are we supposed to retrieve that bomb now?"
Before Kakairo could answer, a masculine voice, slightly distorted by mechanical fuzz, spoke at their feet.
"Are you three ok? We heard gunshots."
Kakairo reached down to pick up a dirty and worn walkie talkie. She held it up to her mouth and pressed the button. The fuzz dispersed.
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"Yeah we're fine, Kioshi. How are things up there?"
Kioshi visibly relaxed. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Toraashi relax slightly, too. They were about fifty yards away from Akume, Kakairo, and Rem, and were serving as look-outs/back-up, if it was needed. They were both covered by the large undergrowth under a huge tree. Kioshi looked up at a black shrouded figure that was looking through a pair of binoculars on a branch directly above them. Nothing was shown of what his identity could be. A hooded cloak covered his face and neck; he wore a black turtle-neck, pants, and boots; even his hands were covered in black gloves.
"How does it look, Shadow?"
The figure looked down. "They are alone at the moment, other than those five, but there are about ten or more heading their way. They must have called for reinforcements."
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Kakairo heard the whole conversation over at her end. With a growl, she threw the walkie talkie against the dirt wall; making it shatter into pieces. The Commander said it was going to be a simple mission. All they had to do was 'retrieve a newly invented bomb from some scientist'. Yeah...it would have been simple if they were not attacked and the scientist, as mucho of a brainiac he was supposed to be, had to go try and escape on his own... WITH THE BOMB, resulting to him getting killed and the bomb taken into enemy hands! Of course, she should have questioned the "genius's" mentality when he decided to build a bomb in the middle of nowhere in enemy territory.
"Rem, get out the weapon!" Kai said to her comrade/best friend.
Rem grinned mischievously and crawled over to a large metal case. She flipped open the lid and started to put together pieces of hollow, circular metal. Akume, the third woman in their group and other best friend, stared at them.
"Not trying to ruin the fun but aren't we suppose to be retrieving the bomb and not making it go BOOM?!"
"Yeah, well, we aren't suppose to in this situation anyways!" Kai snapped.
Rem turned towards them and hoisted a bazooka onto her shoulders. She waited for Kakairo's signal. Kakairo lift up one finger...two fingers...
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"Kai? What happened? Hello?"
Kioshi shook the walkie talkie. Still no reply. He gave Tora a worried frown. His response was the same mirrored look on his comrade's face. They picked up their guns, made sure they were fully loaded, and got ready to move forward to the battlefield.
"Shadow. Let's go." Kio called to the other guy. Or they supposed so. The masculine voice was all they had to go by.
"Not yet." Shadow responded in his normal smooth apathetic tone.
Kioshi frowned at him, more-so wondering what was happening where they could not go out to help the girls. As usual, Toraashi's mood jumped to some random quickly over-thought conclusion.
"Why not?! Its obvious that they ar-"
Just then a large boom filled the air and the ground shook beneath them. Toraashi rubbed the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb.
"Why do they always use that bazooka?"