"Dammit it's cold." Alexander, or Five, said as he sat down with a thump in between Four and Six.
"And you think we haven't noticed." Six growled backed.
"Just making sure you knew." Five said as he took off his helmet to reveal a lop sided grin and sandy blond hair. The others however, remained with their helmets on. Five quickly glanced down the line of seated soldiers, all with perfect black armor, and perfect posture. Five was the only one who sat in a lazy, relaxed position. "Wheres Two, Eight, and Ten?" Five asked to the others.
"Well, their obviously not here." One barked at Five in a tone that suggested that Five should sit at attention and shut up.
"Sorry, I was just wandering." Five said to One, rolling his eyes.
"Really, it's a wonder he made the squad with his attitude." One could be heard muttering as he turned his back to the others.
"Don't pay much attention to him, he's just a grump." Four, one of the only three girls in the squad, said to Five reassuringly.
"Am not!" a voice barked behind Four as a thrown pistol hit her in the back of the head. The impending argument was quickly put on hold when Eight and Ten entered the room, followed by the seven foot five inch tall Two.
"Sorry we're late." Ten said as he sat at the end of the line next to Nine. Eight and Two quickly followed Ten's example and took their seats.
"Excellent. Now that we're all here, I can tell what we are doing." One, the leader, began. "We've all gone through the training with exceptional results, and all of you have done incredibly well learning how to use your adrenaline rush implants." He said all of you, because he was the only one who did not receive the adrenaline implant, because he needed to lead, and when you aren't thinking, and only acting on instinct, you can't lead. "And so, the higher ups have decided it's time to field test us, after all, we are fighting a war, and we're sorely needed."
"Yes, finally, we gitta kill stuff!" Five shouted, spreading out his arms and facing the roof like he was praising god. This was followed by a sharp stare from One, and yet another thrown pistol hitting Five in the head.
"Dammit, where do all these pistols come from!" Five shouted at One.
"I have them specially made." One said to Five, voice dripping with sarcasm.
"That's nice." Five replied.
"Anyway, as I was saying, we're about to be field tested at a place called Wolves Field, an alien attack is expected to be made there, and the base is sorely undermanned, so they need our help."
"You know, if this is supposed to be a pep talk, then you officially suck at them." Five interrupted as he stressed every word.
"Dammit, hey, does anybody know if I'm allowed to court marshal anybody? Cause I seriously want to do some court marshaling." One asked the others.
"I don't know, let's just say you can and get done with it." Eight said cockily.
"Shut up Eight." Five snapped at Eight. All of the sudden One decided to change tactics in order to get everyone's attention.
"All right everybody, follow me to the ship if you want to kill stuff!" Everyone's head immediately darted up, everyone stood up and they all began moving towards the ship ahead of One, all of them were very eager, several were pumping their fists.
Well that is the end of chapter one. The next chapter will be very bloody. And no five is not the main character, he's just the one I focused on in this chapter.