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"Got it hard hat!" The female chirped.

"Is that understood Scout."

"Yeah... Yeah I understand, can I have my ball back now?"

He gave Scout his ball back and watched him begin to walk off. Scout stopped to look back at his companion. "You comin' with or what?"

"Yeah I'll meet you back there I just wanna talk to them real quick." FemScout wavered Scout off, only to be left with his eyes rolling.

I watched rest her bat on her right shoulder and look at me. "Hey new girl, you wanna play ball with us. We need anotha' person to play the game we wanna try out." She was chewing a piece of bubble gum in her mouth. I looked at Engie and Sniper.

"Yeah go ahead..." The man next to me gave me a little push forward and I looked back at him, he winked at me. "Don't worry about it partner me and Sniper can finish up the rest, go have fun with the two... Oh and make sure that they don't get into anymore trouble will ya?"

The FemScout looked annoyed at the Engineer and then at me. "Are you comin' or not."

I walked toward her and joined her as she gave out a little smirk and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I didn't look back but I could already tell they walked back in to finish up what we began. I noticed the female sniff the air and then trail it back to me. "You smell that? Smells like... some kinda oil or somethin'. Jeez what did they make you do, bathe in a tub of motor oil or some shit? Whatever I don't care. Hey you ever play ball? I'm amazing at it! Did I ever tell you the time that... bla bla bla bla...blahblabla..." Her mind changed from one subject to the other, not committing to one thing except for herself. It was going to be a long day with the two.

"Hey! You like chicken?"

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~{:Chapter 11-A New Perspective:}~

I was being dragged to my destination by the Female Scout. We walked a little ways out, away from the base to decrease the chances of getting in trouble again. Through walking in the silence a pop came from the FemScouts mouth. I glanced over seeing a peek of pink go back into her mouth, it looked sticky, elastic, and chewy.

"So how you likin' it here so far newbie? Usually people like you start goin' crazy and lose their shit because they don't know what they're gettin' themselves into." I could feel her glance stare at me waiting for a reply.

I looked over to her shrugging giving a half slanted smile.

"Oh yeah... forgot ya' can't talk. Anyways..." She paused trying to probably figure out another conversation to strike up, and not the one to disappoint, she did. "I remember my first day here, training was a bitch but whateva'. Gotta do whatcha gotta do I guess. Came ova' to the base just like you waiting for my results and found out my destiny was bein' a Scout. But I already knew I was fit for the position." She looked at her nails as if to signify her bragging.

"Then soon I was paired up with that nutjob of a Scout, we got along and he tried proving his weak masculine self. I dunno, must be a male thing." She shrugged and continued talking as we made our way over to the location. I noticed her posture change, it started to become more slouched and relaxed. Her face seemed comfortable and mellow. "When my first battle came around I felt these weird feelings in my stomach, ya' know? It was a different feelin' but of course I couldn't let any of the guys witness it. I'm not a pansy ya' know!" Her tone of voice started to get a little more defensive, that was different.

"Anyhow, when I got out on the battlefield I was... it was a different thing to experience. Every second my ears started popin' and ringin', out of instinct I ran. Scratch that, I didn't run I.. uh... I helped, yeah, helped out and started boppin' some assholes on the head. Had to show the some of the men who's boss right? And some of the women as well but you can't be seen vulnerable or weak around the guys, you can loose a good rep if ya' do. After my first day I started gettin' some attention from they boys and I liked it, A LOT. People started seein' me differently after that, people started to see my real awesomeness. And let me tell ya' sweet cheeks it's about GOD DAMN TIME!"

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. I don't know if there was anything that I missed completely but if I didn't know any better I'd say the FemScout was rather self-conscious of herself. I kept the thought in the back of mind. Not for long the few minutes of silence was busted by the loud Scout. Not surprisingly.

"HEY GUYS OVA' HERE!" In the distance I could see the Scout waving for our attention. He was propped on top of a rock throwing his baseball up and then catching it as it fell. He slide down the rock-or bolder-meeting us half way. "It's about damn time, you guys are such slow pokes."

"What? Two hot girls can't take a stroll through the heat of the sun, im practically sweatin' under these clothes." I saw Scouts eyes widen and swallow the lump in his throat seeing the edges of his cheeks turn a dust of pink. Though I couldn't tell if it was from the heat making him flush or the embarrassment he had to face.

"HAHAHAH! Jeez, you're such a perv." FemScout rolled her eyes bringing her bat down to her waist.

"W-What.. No... NO! I'M NOT!... Well... Whateva' shouldn't we be playin' a game or somethin'." He turned around getting into position, changing the subject. I saw the FemScout smirk at her victory.

"Throw me the ball." Without hesitation Scout threw the ball and she caught it and faced me. "Here I want you to pitch while me and Scout hit. Can you do that?" I nodded and in return she did the same. I watched the two argue for who was going to go first and waited for them to get into position. The Scout drew a pentagon with the toe of his shoe in the dried up dirt readying himself. He placed his feet apart and squatted just a little bit. His hand moved his hat up a little so he could see and with a determined face he nodded at me. I faced my body to the side and turned my head toward the Scout to where I was looking at him, took one step toward him, lifted my opposing leg and threw the ball. It hurdled toward him, but the way I threw the ball ended up going too far to the left of him.

"Ugh... Jeez...newbies..." Scout face palmed in disappointment. "HEY!" FemScout nudged hard into her companions ribs causing him to look at her in retaliation. She gave him an intimidating look changing his expression to a surrendering one. She walked back to retrieve the ball and started to walk toward me.

"Here let me show ya' a few tricks. Take the ball."

I did as she said and took the ball.

"Alright good, now watch me carefully. Look at how my feet are leveled, watch my body positions, and make sure to look how I move got it?"

I nodded alright seeing her get into position. I looked at her feet, her hands, her shoulders, everything. She moved so fast and smoothly I didn't quite catch all the major details. She imitated how you were suppose to throw a ball, with such speed and amazing sharp precise moves.

"Your turn newbie you try. Let's start with gettin' into position first, yeah? With your throwing position you're gonna have to keep your feet at a level distance. Don't stagga' ya' feet or your gonna mess up everything." She pointed down to my feet and my eyes followed with. I moved my feet away from each other at a level stance.

"Good now turn your torso away from the target like this." Instead of facing her whole frontal view in front of the Scout she turned to the side facing her shoulder toward him. I followed right behind her mimicking carefully each step. FemScout turned around, facing me, placing her hands on my waist and shifted me a little more to my side. "There ya' go. Perfect! Now stay like that and don't screw that stance up. Cool, so when you throw the ball keep your feet and shoulders in line."

I nodded to giving her notice that I was listening. She smiled.

"Good. Now when throwing the ball you use important joints such as the wrist, elbow, and shoulder."

Her facts about joints started to remind me of Medic with all the technical anatomy terminology.

"Hey!... Newbie ya' back on earth... Listen." She snapped her fingers in my face getting me out of my thoughts. I blinked a few times concentrating back to what was going on. "Anyways make sure when you throw you keep a bent elbow during each throw while making a windmill-like motion. That will give you some of the force of propelling it forward. Most of the energy will come from your step and launch. As you're about to release the ball like this, keep your wrist bent so that the palm of your hand is facing forward prior to releasing the ball." She started to give a quick demonstration as she spoke pretending to throw a ball carefully moving to show me all the details. "Got it?"

I nodded with a face of determination.

"Good, just give it a try and we will see if we gotta improve anything from there." FemScout moved back over behind Scout. She gave the thumbs up, "Just throw wheneva' your ready... But ya' know... try to hurry."

I took position and took a deep breath looking at the ground. I looked back up at Scout marking him, analyzing to where I was going to throw. I took my dominant foot taking a step back to face my side. I turned my head toward the Scout, took my less dominant foot forward and motioned by body bringing my arm forward as well. My elbow was kept bent midway, as I was going for the full throw my arm extended out just a little bit above my shoulder and with the flick of my wrist the ball penetrated through the air. My arm went back down and my most dominant foot left slightly turned.

"Good job newbie!" applauded the Female Scout.

"But ya' need to practice that again... you kinda threw it too high up this time, try letting go a little later." advised the Scout

I took his words into count and went back into position. Just as the same sequence as the last I repeated everything except this time I released a little bit later. As a result a surprisingly pleasant sound came from the bat. It made a high cracking sound that echoed through the deserted place. My eyes followed the ball, which went rather far. I looked back at the two Scouts, noticing a pleased look on their faces.

"Not so bad for a first timer I guess." Shrugged the FemScout creeping a smile across her face.

"YEAH! Betta' then that backstabbin' scum bag Spy, fo' sure..."

I didn't give much thought to Scouts words, he seemed to be all talk without any care of how his words came out. But I couldn't help but recognize the similarity of how the Spy seemed to be perceived on the team. The Scouts-uh Scout-didn't seem to like the man. I could only assume the FemScout didn't either. Sniper and Engie saw him as a elegant man, too concentrated on his own style and looks. Although, he did seem professional in his job so it would only make sense. But in my perspective I didn't necessarily see all of that. Okay fine I did, BUT disregarding what the Scout thought of the Spy he knew how to do his job and he did it right. At least from what I've been hearing and seeing so far.

Scout ran to fetch the ball back, in the meantime FemScout got into position ready to take her turn. With his fast feet Scout ran quickly after the ball, grabbed it and returned.

"Bettcha' can't do betta' than that!" He bragged giving a cheeky smirk.

"Yeah we'll see about that..." The female muttered.

With the flick of her hat she was ready, giving the signal I got myself into throwing position once again and pitched. With another loud crack into the sky the ball flew into the air. We all looked after the ball covering our eyes to protect it from the sun from burning them dry. I squinted trying to locate how far the ball went, but it was proving to be hard with the sun's rays glaring off the atmosphere with it's radiating heat emitting from the ground. In her triumph the female runner gave an emphasized 'HA' and smiled back at the Scout.

"I'm pretty sure I won that round."

In retaliation the Scout rolled his eyes. "Yeah sure ya' did. How would you even know the fuckin' sun is blazin' out here. Your probably going crazy or hallucinating or somethin'."

FemScout shook her head. "Nah... I'm pretty sure I won."

"Wanna bet?"

"You're. ON!"

In a hurry they both ran to look for the ball. I followed behind, but walked instead. When I caught up with them I saw them arguing again, not surprisingly. I went to open my mouth to interject but closed it. This was not worth my breath. Besides if the rest of the mercs seemed use to this I'm pretty sure that they would somehow come to a compromise.

"See! I won!"

Oh boy.

"What?! No you didn't! See that rock ova' there, it was definitely beside it and by the looks of it, uh, yours ain't."

"Scout you lost, get over it." The FemScout took a step closer to the man getting her face in his space, antagonizing him with a tease.

Crossing his arms, he refused to believe it. "Ya', no you didn't. YOU can get ova' it. " With the space that was left between then Scout used his 'dominance' to fill it up.

Okay.. so maybe I was wrong.

They both growled at each other, as if they both sequenced their next action perfectly, quickly turning their head toward me. Stepping forward Scout walked a step toward me and pointed behind him toward his female counterpart.

"Tell this chuckle-nut that I won!"

"Clearly I won." FemScout pointed at herself in confidence.

I looked at the two with a blank expression. I was slowly regretting coming with them, I knew they fought a lot but this was just ridiculous. I sighed and just stared at the two trying to remember what they were fighting about again. Lucky for me Scout had gone impatient and rolled his eyes looking back at his twin.

"Just save your breath sweet cheeks and say I win."

My eyes widened at the female. I knew that she could carry a temper, and seeing how she didn't like to be seen vulnerable I was truly shocked with the outcome. With a lazy shrug she complied. "Fine. You win."

"Yeah that's right I!... Wait what.." Scout was caught in a bag of confusion. He wasn't the only one.

"You win." She said calmly.

"Wha.. Ooooh I see what yer doin'. Tryin' to give me the 'i'm the mature one so I will let you win' kind of talk." He moved his hands to quote himself on the last part. "I can play that game. SO HA! I let you win this whole time! How does it feel to be the winner, huh?" Scout closed his eyes in triumph thinking he won the argument. I would have face-palmed right there but I controlled myself. A smirked crept across the Females face, she was devious. On the brink of Scouts so-called victory another familiar growl came from one of us. The male immediately looked down to his own stomach.

"Damn I'm hungry."

"Then do yourself a favor and get somethin' to eat." replied the female.

"Naw dip. Any of you guys hungry?" Scout later said.

"Nah I'm good I alright ate a while ago."

I shook my head having the same outcome.

"Well I know you girls wanna see some more action but I'm gonna go grab some food. See ya'." He waved off and left. If my senses weren't hallucinating I though I saw Scout take his shirt off wiping his sweat on his dirt stained shirt. Wish I could do that... It was getting even worse out now that it was getting later during the mid-day.

"Jesus fuck it's hot out." Complained the female.

I gave a lighthearted laugh approving her words. She looked at me smiling hopefully noticing that I was agreeing with her. "Let's get out of here before we die of heat stroke, and trust me that would be embarrassing on the respawn data sheet."

She began walking and I walked with her. We both walked the whole way over back to the air conditioned base in silence. I didn't know whether to find it shocking or just a temporary resort to cooling down faster. By the time we made it back to the RED base we entered the front entrance doors feeling the rush of cool air hit our bodies. A layer of goosebumps spread on my arms and up my legs. Being in the heat for a while and then suddenly being presented into a cool environment sent a chill up my spine. Making our way over to the kitchen/lounge room, I already had noticed the Scout sprawled out on the couch finishing up the bag of chips he'd gotten. His eyes were focused on the TV that motioned an action film. I lost interest and went over to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water.

"Hey! Mind tossin' me one of those?"

"ey, same here Newbie."

Both of the Scouts looked at me, as I saw the FemScout shuffle onto the couch leaning on the opposite side, both of their legs spread across the couch. I bent down to grab two water bottles in the back of the fridge and stood back up to toss it to them underhand. They both caught their own saying 'Thank you' in perfect unison.

I eventually took another water bottle in the very back of the fridge to drink.

"OOO OOO gimmie gimmie!"

I looked at the two seeing the female reach over for the chips. Scout held them back further with one hand and teased the FemScout wagging his finger near her. "Nah ah ah, gotta' give me a smooch if ya' want some."

She looked at the Scout in impatience but soon complied with his request. All while she kissed her partner her hand went after the chip bag, she released stealing the bag. "HEY! You betta' share those."

They compromised later, huddling a little closer to share the chips along with their feelings for each other. There eyes became hypnotized with the current program, it looked like a race car action movie. I walked past the two to exit the kitchen for further exploration of the base. While walking I twisted the cap off the water bottle to only tip the bottle's tip onto my lips. I let the water rush out of it's holding container and down the slide of my throat. The water left an impression of a cold chill to trail down inside my body. It's movements making it down my intestines, man did it feel good. I walked down the hall curious to what was going on down in the basement level. I walked my way down the stairs meeting myself with another hallway. I turned my head slowly from side-to-side continuing on my path. I soon reached the section where the training room was and looked through the window. It seemed to be empty, perhaps I'd train later on. I backed away from the area and walked further down the hallway meeting myself to the end of the hallway, though there was an extension to the area. There were plastic chairs with two metal legs to support each side. Not too far ahead another room appeared, above the doors a red light glowed reading Infirmary. I had assumed this is where Medic always worked to help fix up the team. With the two doors that exhibited as the entrance doors, had two windows to look through. I got up closer to the right window and peaked my eyes over, seeing the view of the infirmary. I remembered it's smell, surroundings, and feeling. I remember it being cold, even slightly depressing. It seemed to be lonely in there, with nothing but white walls to stare at and-wait was that a bird? I squinted my eyes a little closer toward the white bird that seemed to be interested in the small container of blood?

"Archimedes?! Get out of zhere! Ugh, you have to schtop swimming in my patients blood." I watched the Medic appear into view talking to his little bird, apparently called Archimedes. How cute, yet creepy.

"Docktor is everything good?" questioned a Russian man lying on the medical bed, his chest cavity opened for the world to see.

"Ja! Everyzhing is quite vell." I watched the doctor return to his companion, Heavy. He picked up a clean scalpel and continue whatever he was doing to the Russian man. I fell back on the heels of my feet and walked away not wanting to disturb there... bonding? I continued my way through the halls coming across the training room once again. This time I thought I'd go inside and check out the area to get a better gist of what was in it. Upon entering I noticed the usual gym environment the place was giving off. A few treadmills, weights, yoga mats, machines used to help strengthen your thighs and legs, the normal. But there was something different; something you wouldn't usual see at a gym. In the far left corner of the area was a section where you could practice shooting. There were dummies with targets on them, hay stacks with red circles spray painted onto them-each circle a few inches around the other. I assumed that was where the mercenaries like Sniper, Spy and the Scout would mostly train. I took one more glance around the place before exiting the room to go carry on some other business.

I made my way over to my room, I thought I'd hit the showers and clean all the remaining dirt, oil, and sweat from off of me. I opened the door and headed inside, immediately going over to the dresser. I slid the drawer open noticing the dust that seemed to have collected itself over a period of time. Small thin strands of cobwebs collected in the interior edges of the drawer, the same applied with the other two drawers below. I frowned and walked toward the closet. How did they expect me to keep my uniform clean if I only had one to wear 365 days out of the year. I knew there had to be some source of clothes somewhere, and right I was. I opened the closet door seeing the fresh clean identical pairs of uniforms lined up neatly on their hangers. I unhooked one of the uniforms from it's support and walked toward the showers. I sure hoped they had towels as well. Otherwise, I guess I'm going to be using this cloaking watch thing more than usual. I made sure my door was closed before continuing on my way to get washed. With my uniform gently draped over my arm I walked toward the bathroom where all the showers were.

Alright Alright before you start freaking out "Oh my god the girls and boys have to share the SHOWER?!" Not exactly, no. There are two sections meant for girls only and boys only. Don't worry, but I'm pretty sure there were some rule breakers. Anyways, there are two sections when it comes to hygiene. The bathrooms are connected to the showers, a two-in-one kind of deal. The Girls' bathrooms are across from the Guys' but they are, obviously, privatized by walls. So from where I was standing to my right were the Ladies and the left were the Gentlemen.

I looked around the place making my way over to one of the showers.

Another thing I would like to mention about the bathrooms are that THEY. ARE. HUGE! Well in length I suppose. When you first go into the restroom there will be a row of 9 sinks, each complimenting for each female merc. That was only on one side of the room, on the other sides were the toilets and showers. The only exception to the amount of toilets were that there were only 5 they could fit and 5 showers as well. If some of the women were bold enough they would probably have to share a stall, for the showers that is... Though, I don't know what to say for the men side of the story. There was some privacy to the matter, thankfully, but for the showers the only thing divided to keeping things on the down low where the divided walls between each shower stall. It went a little something like this; tile wall, shower head, another tile wall. That's about it. No curtain. No Door. No peeping toms, hopefully.

I made my way over to the farthest one and planted my shoes beside the last shower stall. My feet felt the cold tiles press against the bottoms of my toes and heel. I twisted the shower knob over toward the middle where the temperatures were indicated by a 'H' and 'C'. Turning the dial just a little bit more toward the 'H' to give the water a more therapeutic heat to it. I felt giddy every time I got to take a shower, it was a sense of relief and relaxation. It was a moment where I could just be myself, be with my thoughts and reflect off the days events.

I turned around to look around hoping that one of the cabinets had a stock of towels in them. I went to the one closest to the showers. Come on. It would only make sense to put towels by the shower, so this cabinet had to have a stock of them. As my suspicions led on they were correct. A stock of RED labeled towels were neatly folded into the cabinet drawers. I fetched one from the pile and headed back over to the showers. I hung the towel by my clothes on one of the hooks that appeared by each of the stalls by the showers. I took my hand running it over to the water testing the temperature. Perfect. I gave out a small smile and started to take off my clothes completely. I started from the bottom and proceeded to the top. First, pants; Second, underwear; Third, shirt, top and under armour; Lastly, my gloves and mask. I stepped in the shower drenching myself in the water that poured from the shower head. I tilted my head up letting the water hit my face and run through my hair.

The warm water felt like it was penetrating through my skin relaxing the muscles that hid underneath. I gave out a long exhale feeling content once again. I carried on with my routine showering. Conveniently all the showers had their stock of shampoo and conditioner. It was quiet being all alone in the showers, only hearing the immense amounts of water hitting the ground. The slick tiled floor becoming foamy as I rinsed the shampoo and conditioner out of my hair. I was almost dont finishing up when I heard another squeaking sound come from two showers down. I instantly stopped and peaked my head out of the stall and looked across the restroom. I saw a pair of feet sticking out the bottom of the shower, they were kind of small, lengthy but not as wide; slender. The person started humming while they were, I assume from the soapy foam forming on top of the tiled ground, washing their hair. The voice suddenly stopped for a few seconds and then started talking.

"So did you die drowning in the showers, or have you neva' heard anotha' person takin' a shower before?"

I jumped at the voice and continued what I was doing. I turned the shower head off and took my towel starting to dry myself off, still in the stall. I started with my legs and moved up from there. I wrapped the warm towel around my body and began to move out of the shower when a figure stood right in front of me. I gasped at the sight and turned around to hide my face, both from embarrassment and identity.

"Whoops, didn't mean to scare ya'. H-Hey you know you can turn around it's not like I've neva' seen you without your mask Jeez."

I turned around trying to avoid looking below her eyes, fore she was naked. I honestly didn't feel comfortable showing off my body, let alone have a sight of another. It had been a while since I had a great conversation, had the confidence to speak my mind, now I had to get use to looking at other girls privates. Yeah, no.

"I just wanna say that today was pretty fun and thanks for playin' ball with me and Scout. It was pretty fun, if you wanna, maybe you could play with us another time yeah? Oh and don't worry about Scout I know he can be a bit of an asshole, but if you work past that he's a pretty cool dude."

I relaxed my shoulders a bit having full contact with her eyes and gave a friendly nod. I saw her smile back and waver off. I watched her leave holding the towel closer to my body but she stopped in her tracks and turned at her heals. "Ohhhh and one more thing, I don't know if you noticed but most of the girls are out, they have their girls night out tradition kind of thing. I usually don't go because-you betta' not tell anyone-I hate drinking that alcohol shit. Plus sometimes they go shopping and I don't go that way, that's why I spend most of my time with the guys. But during the late evenings near dinner we group up and have a fire pit. We talk, laugh, eat, some of them get drunk, and usual Demo starts a fight with Soldier... haha... It's always fun to watch."

I listened to the FemScout but near ending her sentence she seemed to forget what she was trying to talk about.

"..But uh, anyways, what I'm trying to say is if you wanted to you know, join us ya' could." The female Scout shrugged.

I could tell she was tense at the offer so to ease her anxiety I complied. I gave out a small friendly laugh giving her a thumbs up at the suggestion. She happily smiled and continued on her way over to the stall cleaning herself up. I gave a quiet meditated breathe and took off the towel from the hook to dry off my hair. I wrapped the towel around my hair and started to put on my clean uniform. The cloth felt more comfortable, it didn't stick to the sweat that use to excrete from my pores. I placed on my gloves feeling a little bit of the cloth resist from the water that was still there. Last was the final product to complete the whole spy look, the mask. I walked over to the mirror looking at my own reflection, I undid the towel that sat on top of my head to brush my hair. Each of the bristles from the brush slowly untangled the pieces of hair that knotted. My hands tangled it's fingers through my hair tying even tighter knots to form a nice french braid. Out of my face and back, the way I like it. I put on the mask having a better result than the morning routines. My hair was drier so little fly-aways would stick out from underneath the material bothering me throughout the day, but when wet the results proved more significant.

I walked back to my dorm pristine and happy. I threw the towel in the hamper for dirty clothes and plopped on my bed looking up at the ceiling. I lifted my hand so that it hovered over my face, I took off the watch that fitted perfectly with the suit and took a better glance at it. I rotated it, flipped it around and observed it's advanced technology. I never have seen a watch so particular and advanced in Philadelphia, living on the streets 'stealing' for money. Trust me all the watches I've... found lying around, nothing compared to this. I found it amazing. It's ability to have a being turn invisible with a click of a button, it was truly extraordinary. I placed the piece of technology right beside me and handled the balisong out of my pocket. I sat up on the bed and flipped it open but my finger didn't move fast enough and the blade had pricked me. I dropped the knife holding my hand. A-ah! ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch! I held the side of my finger up to my mouth letting my tongue and saliva coat the small cut. I kept it there until it seemed to slow down the bleeding. My head tilted down staring at the weapon and bent down to pick it up but my foot shifted kicking it under the bed.

UGH! I groaned.

I fully got up from the bed and bent down to where my whole chest was planted to the ground. I looked around under the dark bed in search for my weapon. I spotted it and smiled. There you are you little... huh? I paused for a moment noticing a object resting in the far corner of the bed. I went to reach for it sliding my body closer under the bed, but my curiosity was interrupted by a sound of two knocks on my door. I stopped looking toward the direction of the sound and grabbed what I originally came for and shifted out from under my bed. I dusted my self off and opened the door putting the knife in my pocket. I looked at the gentlemen standing in front of me and smiled at him.

"Hey! I know it's not exactly dinner time but me and the fellas usually have ourselves a nice fire pit to just hang around and eat for dinner when the girls are gone, well most of them that is. I just wondeirn' if you wanted to come and help us out." The nice country man insisted that I'd come and help out with the crew. Of course, I didn't pass up the opportunity and nodded with a smile on my face. It seemed to be contagious as the Engineer himself smiled back and put a hand on my shoulder. "Glad you could be of serve. I reckon you'll enjoy yourself tonight."

I watched him leave and turned around to grab my watch and went to leave the room, but I paused to look at my bed. What was under there? It looked sort of rectangular, like a book. What was a book doing under my bed? Had the last member who sat the same title left it by accident?

"Hey you alright?" The Engineer said looking back at me. I looked toward him and shut the door behind me joining him on his walk outside. I looked at my watch reading the time.

3:52 p.m

Alright, just a few hours of helping set up, eating with the team, help cleaning up, and then I will be able to go back to my room and see what exactly was under my bed. Sounds good.

To be continued. . .

Why hello there, long time no see mi amigos. Thanks for hanging in there, my excuse is blamed on school. Spring break is soon, as well as finals and standardized tests. Fun Fun. Just a special thanks to all you readers out there, reviewers, followers, etc. You guys have been amazingly supportive, that's something that I will forever treasure. Most of these following chapters are going to be as fluffy as a pillow, then when Kayla gets into the gist of things some secrets will be found, some teammates; some enemies will be... eh not gonna spoil it. Sorry. Alright well I will see you guys in a month... or maybe sooner.