Okay so these are the introductory chapters, giving you a peak at the coming agents in Unit S and where they sort of come from. The first is California. So to give you an idea, each chapter will include some sort of fight that will show their specialty. California's is infiltration and hand-to-hand combat. Each character has a theme song. This is sort of playing in my head while they're in action. You've seen RvB. You can use your imagination. I will tell you the theme song at the start of each chapter.

California's theme: "Royals" performed by Youth in Revolt.

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California

The room was quiet. Large, with a ceiling arching high overhead, this room was obviously important. There were many reasons. First was the size, big enough to hold many people around the central table. This was where plans could be made and detailed. Second was the big computer terminal. It was huge, easily storing all the data on the enemy armies and probably then some.

At the computer was a man, wearing full body armor, including a facemask and headplate. He stood at the computer, typing on one keyboard set. Nearby, several foot soldiers stood at attention, as though waiting for orders. In and around the room were at least 14 other soldiers, some walking to and for in their work efforts, others standing at the table, watching a holographic projection.

The projection showed a ship that must have been very large in person. Near the top of the ship projection was a room, similar looking to the one they were all currently standing in. There were blue dots, marking each of their positions on the projected map. Around the ship were other blue dots for other soldiers, going about their daily business aboard the ship. Most of them were blue, however, there were two red dots. They were in another part of the ship, but were rather quickly making their way towards the room with the computer.

"Sir, they're closing in," one man said, turning to face the man at the computer. The man spun, looking at the room in general.

"Prepare for breach," he ordered in a deep, steady voice.

All of the soldiers stood in a semicircle, facing the door, guns ready. The man at the computer took a step forward, watching, waiting.

With a loud bang and plenty of smoke, the door was blown inward. Everyone watched as, through the smoke, two people came into the room, weapons already aimed. They ducked down, the boy slightly in front, resting on their knees and firing off at the waiting soldiers one by one. He had spikey blonde hair and tan skin. His dark blue eyes were alight with excitement as he fired off 10 rounds into the nearest eight people. From his right, the girl stepped forward.

She had a sheet of long blonde hair that fell to her waist. Her impressive height was only amplified by her boots, which had platforms at least two inches thick. An unusual addition to combat boots. Aviator sunglasses hid her eyes, smothering her expression into cold. She was clearly a professional. She swung her arm around, sinking 6 shots in a row. Each one hit their target, causing the soldiers to fall.

Both the new arrivals got to their feet, looking around as the remaining soldiers pulled out their weapons. Every one of the remaining nine soldiers had their guns aimed directly at either of the two.

"Well, looks like we're going to be having fun," the boy said to his partner, looking around at their competition.

"Concentrate," the girl ordered.

The commander lifted his head, obviously angry despite the facemask. "Fire!" he ordered his warriors. They all shot simultaneously.

Both infiltrators moved, flipping over the fired shots with apparent ease. They landed in unison, the girl landing on her knee again and firing shots at the now converging soldiers. The boy landed and immediately sprang forward, using his arm to knock the nearest guard. His elbow connected, sending the man flying in one direction and his gun in the other. He snatched the weapon straight out of the air, swinging around to bring it down on the nearest guy's head.

Once she ran out of bullets, the girl rose to her feet, tossing her now useless weapons to the side. She twirled in place, using the momentum of her spin to connect her elbow painfully to the nearest soldier's head. She grabbed his weapon from his hand, using her foot to kick him once in the crotch and the next in the chest. The two hits forced him down. From there, she aimed his weapon at him and pulled the trigger.

Two shots rang out, making her look up in surprise. Apparently attempting to ambush her while she was taking on someone else, two soldiers had convened, ready to attack. However the boy had shot them both.

The girl swung the weapon around, firing at the remaining soldiers. "Get the data!" she called to her partner without so much as a 'thanks'. It was unnecessary. After years of working together 'thank you's weren't needed anymore. Having each other's back was a habit.

By now, the leader was approaching. She unloaded her clip into him, and yet he still kept going. "Dammit!" she yelled, dropping the weapon and bringing her arm to block a hit from him. Drawing her first back, she slammed into him with all the force she cold muster. This was quite an impressive amount of strength considering her years of training and efforts in the field. The man spun the entire way around from the sheer force of it. He landed facedown on the ground and did not get back up.

The girl walked over the terminal to meet the boy. "Did you get it?"

"I'm accessing it now," he replied. They watched the screen together, where he carefully selected several files, dragging them over to an icon with a purple 'X' and dropping them. A download bar appeared, estimating a time of 1 minute and 42 seconds to transfer data.

"That's far too long," she muttered aloud, glaring at the computer, willing it to go faster.

"Hey, for all the data we're collecting, that's pretty quick!" he responded, looking at her.

The words had no sooner left his mouth when the room started flashing red, a klaxon siren wailing throughout the building. "You were saying?" she demanded.

They both whirled around to face the room, where the commander was struggling on his hands and knees. That many shots combined with the punch from the girl had convinced them both that he was done. However apparently he had other ideas.

"Protect the chip," she ordered him, stepping forward, grabbing two guns as she went. "I'll hold them off."

Her foot came up and connected with the temple of the commander, sending him sprawling unconscious while she didn't even break stride. She stood, back to back with her partner, weapons aimed and ready.

"Holy shit," she muttered as reinforcements poured in from every direction. The room went from being empty of any living being give those two to jam-packed in the course of a few seconds.

"Go, go!" he called over his shoulder when all of them fired at her at random. With dexterity not entirely noticeable in her impressive stature, she dodged and twisted in midair causing all the bullets to miss her. While she was upside down, mid flip, she began firing her guns at the arrivals.

By the time she landed, she was out of bullets. She threw the guns at the two nearest, hitting them in the head and knocking them backwards into other soldiers. Several of them rushed her at once. She used her knee to block a hit and began fighting back with skill only learned from years of practiced. She moved mechanically, blocking and striking back with power beyond expectation. In one twist, she managed to take out three at once, who took out others when they fell.

"Got it!" a voice sounded in her ear. She relaxed automatically, shifting her weight so she stood back to back with her partner, facing the soldiers. Together, they fought with skill that was entirely unmatched by the crew of this ship. They could get in and out without a problem.

She didn't break concentration, bringing her arm up to block a strike to her head. Using her height to her advantage, she kicked up, hitting her enemy's face with her boots. With the additional leather added to the bottom, the strike was even harder than if she'd just be wearing regular boots. Hooking her boot around his weapon, she retracted sharply, throwing the weapon into the air. She twisted and caught it, holding up and firing out several rounds into the nearest soldiers.

They fell with a loud thud. Those were the last on her half. She turned around just as a loud, thick gurgle cut off suddenly. Her partner had punched the last guy in the throat.

"Don't be a dick," she joked lightly.

He looked at her with a twinkle in his eye. "Who me? Never!"

She rolled her eyes under the sunglasses, shaking her head indulgingly. "Let's go."

"That won't be necessary," said a new voice with a thick accent, causing both soldiers to jump immediately into attention. In the doorway was a tall man with black hair and a beard. His glasses reflected the light of the room, hiding his eyes that the girl knew to be colder than ice underneath. He stepped slowly into the room, looking around as the fallen warriors were slowly climbing to their feet, most clutching their chests. All of them were heading to the medical bay tonight.

"That was impressive," he said. "I can see why you were both recommended to my program."

The two exchanged a look, sharing pride between the two of them. That ended as the Director continued to speak. "However, we only have enough room for one of you in the program."

The girl snatched a gun off the table and pointed it at her partner's head. "Does that mean I get to kill him?"

He looked at her, snorting with humor and shaking his head. "That stun gun won't kill me, as you are well aware, Jasper."

"Don't call me that," the girl snapped.

"But it's your name."

The girl looked utterly revolted. "I hate you, Cory," she muttered, lowering the weapon reluctantly.

"Why? I didn't give you that name." His face changed to one of mock hurt. "Besides, you wouldn't hurt your dear old cousin, would you?"

"Oh shut up," she growled, looking down on him.

"Both of you be quiet!" snapped the Director, glaring between the two. Immediately they both jumped back to attention. "As it happens, we have already made our decision."