Leaning against the tree, this young man was only know as Redskin, no one knew his true name, just his alias. He goes by that because his job, he was an assassin, trained in deadly arts of the sword. Leaving nothing but bloody skin behind, the young man looked up at the scene before him. Currently running and reading a book at the same, was Duke Goheitz, from Germany. The man was an expert tactician and was good at Tae Kwan Do. Another man was doing push ups at a constant rate. His name is Crane Vischfer, from Russia. He was top of his school in wrestling and graduated top of his class. The man standing next to Redskin was just as mysterious as him. His name is Anthony, also a dangerous assassin, not much was known about him as well. The last member of this strange team was currently up in the tree. Making the team even stranger, IT was a young woman. But different from everyone else, she was a genetic experiment, in which the government used her for spying and combat. She was part cat, part woman, sleeping away the day, unlike her colleagues, who were working. Her name was Tracy Damon, cat-woman and top spy. They were a special task force, formed by the U.S government. Right now, they were training. When Tracy ears started to move, she gave a yawn and jumped down from the tree next to Redskin, giving him a light kiss before looking around. This surprised nobody, since they were the first two being in the task force.
"What is it Tracy?" Redskin asked. Tracy shuddered and looked at Redskin.
"Something is going to happen." Tracy said. Anthony looked down at her, reaching for weapons. Duke and Crane walked towards them.
"IS something the matter, Tracy?" Duke said. Crane was about to open his mouth, when a white light appeared before them. The all started to back away when they were sucked in before the even took two steps. They yelled as they went down the tunnel, feeling very strange sensation as they went. Soon the tunnel trip ended abruptly and all of them hit the floor. They got up and looked at each other. They stared at one another. All of them got younger, about three or fours at the most. But the difference was noticeable. A head of them was a building, a university by the way it looked.
"Vhere the hell are ve?" (He is Russian remember) Crane asked. Soon they saw a person being chased by a group of odd-looking people. "I think we should help him." Anthony said. "I agree." Duke said. Redskin took out one of the two swords he carried with him. Anthony took out his gun blade and stared in shock.
"We are at a school..." Anthony said