Chap 1
Tenn had just gotten out of the debriefing for his mission. Commands wasn't happy with his actions of eliminating such a high risk target, and were even more angry about the fact that his only excuse was that it wasn't part of his mission to capture the VIP. He was walking down the hall when something caught his eye. It was the sign of the freelancers etched into the wall. He remembered back to the days when it wasn't uncommon for Freelancers to go anywhere and do anything with no questions asked. / yeah those were the days.../
He flashbacked to the training camp where he first met his fellow Freelancers, and how much happier he was back then. He also remembered seeing his former CO, who ended up becoming Wyoming, and how he had been betrayed before being picked for the program. He and Wyo made up later when Wyoming helped him out on a mission and took him to be his apprentice. Then there was the general and the commander, the two coolest guys he met in the program. They were incredibly powerful after being submitted to the transformation. He also remembered an older guy who seemed like a jerk, but Tenn understood all that was wrong was that he had become hardened from some sorts of trauma, and also how over protective he was of his sister. Tenn started walking again and walked into another briefing room. He was beginning to feel the exhaustion from going on so many non-stop missions since the program had become so empty. Nearly all of the agents had gone down fighting, but that didn't stop the war, and he still had some fight left in him. After all without the program, what would he be?
He sat down and listened to the recordings that were left for him and then began discussing how he would handle the mission with his AI Zulu. The Elite AI was hard to understand sometimes, but he knew what the creature would mean. He said the same thing all the time anyway, to cleanse the lesser beings from this universe. He didn't care about religion, he just wanted to win and stay alive. Anyway, if he had protection from the flag, that's all he would need. He missed the zealots too, but most people didn't like them so he wouldn't force his beliefs on others. He got up and left the room and walked outside to take another last look at the landscape of Earth, he always did just in case he didn't come back. That's when he wondered / I wonder if the others ever think about Earth, the program, or me.../
That's when he walked into the hanger and got into a pelican loaded with ODSTs, It wasn't a drop so nobody was happy, he liked the thrill and the adrenaline rush. / Always first ones in and last ones out, even when you don't drop huh?/ A few of the men laughed. They all had noticed he had HEV equipped armor and knew he had made jumps before./Well are we gonna sit here or are we gonna kill some shit?/
That's when the ship lifted off and began its trip to the drop.