Noble 6/ Alex POV

Mother of invention medbay

I slowly woke up, my head pounding, most likely from the implantation process. It took me a few minutes to completely wake up, and when I did I opened my eyes only to realize my mistake when a sharp pain started behind my eyes, causing me to close them once again with a groan.

I decided to make a second attempt at opening my eyes. Very slowly I opened them back up, making sure to let only a little bit of light in at a time. Once I actually managed to open my eyes, I looked around the mrd bay and noticed, North, York, Connie, and surprisingly enough, Carolina.

"Hey, good to see you finally woke up." It was North, he could tell by just how cheery his voice was. At least compared to the rest of the freelancers, which was more than fine with me. Having someone as cheery as North around helped lift my spirits.

"We were worried we would never get to have a beer together, you, me, and North" York. He was usually the comedian of the group. He was also someone good to have around, someone that actually had a sense of humour.

"Yeah well, could someone get me some damn painkillers, feels like a plasma grenade went off inside my head." Carolina tossed a white bottle to me, I opened it up to see some pills in it

"I'm gonna take a wild guess and assume you know how to take a pill. It'll only take a few minutes for it to work its magic once you take it." She explained to me, causing me to sigh and quickly swallow the pill.

"So, what are you all doing here anyway? I would've expected Connie and maybe North sense hes the nice guy, but what about you two?" I questioned the agents.

"Well we're here to support a team mate, plus we wanted to ask, you know what the A stands for in A.I right?" Even though I couldn't see his face I could just FEEL the cocky smirk on North's face.

So much for North being the nice guy in the project.

My eye twitched as I looked at him, "It stands for artificial you dumba-"

"Whoa oh oh, no need for language, making sure the implantation process didn't make you dumber than Wyoming's knock knock jokes." York said, trying to diffuse the situation.

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, I haven't had to suffer Wyomings infamous knock knock jokes yet so I didn't really know how bad they were.

A certain freelancer with white armor, a British accent, and a completely ridiculous mustache sneezed in the training room.

I glared at York slightly, making him cough into his hand nervously, "What, is it that bad to, worry, for a teammate?" If I didn't know better I would think hes trying to hide a laugh at my expense.

I kept glaring and muttered, "I bet that's what you were doing dick head."

York put his hands up in surrender, knowing it was probably the best option in this situayion.

"You know, speaking of A.I, I wonder what yours is gonna be like." North wondered, looking at the sealing with a hand holding his chin.

"Well, guess we'll find out when he comes online." Carolina's cool voice spoke up. I don't know why but I couldn't help but like her voice...

"Wonder what this one will be called.." York quietly contemplated. I gave him amd inquiring glance and he continued, "Well, all the A.I we've met have been named after a letter in the greek alphabet. North has Theta, I have Delta, Maine has Sigma, and so on and so forth. So I'm wondering if yours will have a normal name or will have the same type of name as our A.I." York said, finishing his explanation.

I sighed and shook my head however, "Whatever its called, I won't care as long as it isn't insane or ridiculous. Do you know how irritating it would be if I got some completely ridiculous A.I in my head, always talking and annoying the living shit out of me? I would probably rip the thing out." I looked up as I finished my little rant for what I hoped the A.I WOULDN'T be. If the A.I turned out that way, I was likely to shoot myself.

"So, where is everyone else at anyway?" I looked up at York curiously.

York looked down at the ground in thought, "Wyoming is having target practice, trying to prove hes the best sharpshooter, or rather that hes better than North."

North shook his head and chuckled, "Maine has a better chance of getting his voice back than Wyoming has of being a better marksman than me."

York continued, ignoring the interruption, "Maine is practicing his hand to hand for what happened on the high way still, he's been kinda hard on himself. South is in the mess hall getting a bite to eat with Wash, and as for Tex and Florida, well, no one really knows what they do in their spare time." York shrugged after he was done with the explanation and just started tapping his foot.

"How do you feel anyway, well, besides the head ache?" Connie stared at me with concern after she asked me this question.

"I feel fine, just the head ache and a really weird... I don't know, tingling? I guess that's it, a weird tingling sensation in the back of my head." I brought a hand to the back of my head and frowned, "What do you guys think the tingling thing is all about?"

Before anyone got the chance to say anything else, another new voice spoke up. A voice that none of the freelancers recognized.

"That would be me."

Anyone else agree North is a better marksman than Wyoming? I mean, he used to sniper rifles to shoot several missles out of the air, thats badass and better than anything Wyomings done! I shouldn't rant, tell me how the chapter was. And if you liked the cliffhanger :)