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Some time at the beginning of Project Freelancer, there were several soldiers whom are called "Agents" with military combat training each one has a different style. Each agent has a state name. The ones that are known are; Carolina, Washington, Maine, Texas, Wyoming, North Dakota, South Dakota, Connecticut, and New York. Everyone has followed by the director, Dr. Leonard Church. This portion of the story follows a expendable agent that never really made it on the official team of agents. He and Wash were wild cards on who got picked, Wash gets picked and our expendable was only back-up when needed. Seeing his training never finished, it seemed that he was like a simulation trooper from the Director's eyes. The Director calls him California, although it wasn't his official nickname. California wore Mark VI armor, like everyone else, his color was olive green.
Project Freelancer ship base, many years ago:
"Now California, I know that you would really want to be part of this project," a southern accent of a voice spoke into the shadowed room, "but I cannot let you because it is dangerous, and you friend Agent Washington seems more appealing to this team." The Director finished his statement to California, who was sitting on his bed, helmet on the side. "Sir, please," he looked up at the Director, strapping on his helmet with the air hissing and locked in place. "I'm ready for anything, you've gotta let me have a chance." The Director grunted a bit and rubbed his chin and walked away, the door closed behind his departure. California sighed and hopped on his bed. He thought the Director had given him an assignment, but it was retirement he was going to see.
ALERT! CODE RED! ALERT! CODE RED! Alarms went off, "What the hell?" It was this time that Tex and York were vandalizing Freelancer's home base ship. "Dammit, what the hell is…" he saw normal troopers running around, screaming their heads off and bumping into each other. California got one's attention, "What the HELL is going on soldier?!" "Is the ship, its being infiltrated by our own guys, Agents Tex and York! We're abandoning ship!" The soldier got loose and stumbled over the tilting ship hallways. The escape pods should be in the far end of the deck. He grabbed a pistol and started to run down the hallways. The obstacles were moving constantly, and some paths were blocked off by debris. "Shit, how am I?" he looked up, it was the next floor up in the upper right corner, only a portion was opened. There was a barrel of some sort of fuel in it! He took a shot. BANG! It exploded and made the debris collapse, or it just disintegrated. What the hell was in that, he thought. He shook his head and kept on running. The escape pods were being shot out, he hurried just in time to get in, shut the hatch and launch.
The ship crash landed on some snow mountain, and California's pod was at the bottom of the mountain. It opened up and he came out, being woozy for a second. He snapped out of it and noticed a light blue human figure falling from above. CRASH!
There was a human shaped hole in the snow, with an extra few parts. This had been Carolina crashing into California's body upon landing. He coughed and brought her unconscious body up, and into the warm escape pod. "Jesus. This project is full of surprises." California went out to explore the area. He was miles below the crash site, "I've got to get help." He started to walk through the snow and some winds. "Got to… find…" His helmet started to beep in the warnings of low temperatures and made his armor go into lockdown. "Damn it…" he fell into the snow.
What seemed like forever, California got assistance from other soldiers that weren't on his team; it was Charon Industries, they brought him back to their base.