Infinity, I realized, was actually better than what they all made it out to be. There were soldiers having a good time, playing ping pong. Drinking a little bit of that contraband alcohol we all knew they had. Everyone acted as if Infinity would be, well, boring. So far, I was enjoying myself.

We arrived at the mess hall, and I was expecting to go to a table to find one of my SPARTANs sitting there, but Dragon and Phoenix both kept walking, right into the kitchen. When I followed them in and saw a 6' 5" man, standing at a stove, I would say I was a bit surprised.

He was no ordinary man, he had a very light shade of pink to his hair, he wore a yellow dress shirt, unbuttoned, with a loose pink tie. His black undershirt matched his pants and shoes. His eyes were a dull, almost brass yellow, and his hair was deliberately styled into a fauxhawk. He acknowledged me for a moment before bending down and taking something out of the oven in front of him. He seemed Japanese. Or Asian at least, though which country I couldn't tell, I pulled up my datapad to see about him and… nothing. Nothing but a picture. I mean sure the others had a few black lines over confidential information and such but it looked as if they had just dumped the whole bottle of ink on his sheet. I swiped up and down and all I got out of all of the lines crossed out were his name and callsign.

"Got nothing on him did you?" whispered Jasmine.

"No, you got anything on him?" I whispered back

"Eh, a bit."

"Well why don't you tell me, little devil." I smiled and she punched my arm, scowling at me.

"Fine, but don't call me a little devil again." she pouted before continuing, "His name is Silas something another, I can't pronounce his name bu-"

"Minatra?" I asked, smirking at her.

"yeah that."

"You can't pronounce Minatra?"

"Shut up."

"If you two are done whispering about me, I would love to be introduced to my new leader." said Silas, both of us jumping a little startled.

"Sorry about that" I said before walking over to shake his hand, "I just don't really have that much on you."

He shook my hand in a bone crunching grip, he had the muscle of a brute, but not the body to fit one, "Well my name, is Silas, most call me Sil. On the field though, they call me meteor." He spoke a little fast, almost rushing through every word.

"Meteor?" I questioned.

"Named after how I throw a punch." He smiled deviously.

"So you're a hand to hand guy?"

"If I have to, I'm more of a medic myself."

I noticed a girl come out of the door behind him and walk over to the casserole he had put on the stovetop while me and Jasmine had been talking.

"Smells good Silas, as always." she smiled as she saw me, she had a soft and smooth smile, she seemed almost motherly in a way, "and you must be Sam."

I nodded, "That's me alright, you are?"

"My name is Kathryn, most of the people around here call me Kate though."

"Well Kate, nice to meet you." I didn't want to make the assumption that she was on my squad, she seemed to nice, and she was unarmored. She didn't look like a fighter either, but hey, don't judge a book by its cover and all that jazz.

"Are you uh, part of Fireteam Crimson?" I asked.

She smiled warmly again, "Why yes I am, I'll be your sniper support throughout the battles."

I was a little surprised by this, this sweet, high pitched british girl, handling a high powered sniper? It was comical to think about.

"And don't you dare think I can't, Silas here knows."

Silas shuddered a bit "Do not, piss her off."

I wondered what she could ever do that would be so bad to scare Silas, so of course I was curious, "And what exactly would she do?"

There was my first mistake in this Fireteam. In mere seconds I had a 6'2" SPARTAN girl within inches of my visor, unarmored herself, and she had a kitchen knife right next to uh...let's just say any male on the face of this planet would NOT want to get stabbed there. That was the only lucky thing about this entire situation.

"I could show you." she said with an evil giggle, she pulled back the knife and put it back in her apron, "nah, I'm just messing with you, I have no idea how use that thing.

Everyone around me was chuckling, even one of the marines that had happened to see the incident as he walked by. I silenced him with a stare.

Silas said while still chuckling. "You realize that we were kidding with you right? We don't want to get in trouble. Yet."

Everyone got a good laugh out of this. I realized finally that I had found my team, it had only just now hit me. I looked around at each member of my team.

The reserved and dangerous pilot, Jasmine.

The heavy weapons specialist, and local spiritual leader, Crow.

Nikolas, the pyromaniac Russian with a laugh that could shake a building.

Phoenix, the stealthy and quick Infiltration artist.

Silas, the quick talking, brightly colored medic.

Kathryn, the outgoing, perfectionist sniper.

And me. The clueless leader.

I began to giggle along with them, and soon we were all laughing.

That's the squad ya'll. Not accepting anymore OC's but continue reading and eventually I might even change my mind! Well, let's go over it all now.

Jasmine: Dragonwait

Crow: Da Goff Rocka

Dragon: Renegade Saint

Phoenix: Ragemachine1227

Silas: The infamous, Necro-Knight Nate!

Kathryn: Fen The Dragon

Ardent: Myself

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