Hereford Base; Cafeteria

Derek POV

You sat in the cafeteria with your squad and some of the nonsense group. You had your acoustic guitar, playing "Paradise" when you were interrupted by John.

Bulldog: Really?

Derek: What?

Bulldog: Paradise by coldplay?

Derek: Its calming when played on acoustic.

Blarg: You are like Eric right?

Derek: If you give me a recommendation, I can play it.

Grizzy: Last of us theme?

You tuned your acoustic guitar and started to play the last of us theme.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOUpNtk5Spk

Grizzy: Its... beautiful.

Derek: Thank you. So Mark, how's the test on our cloaking technology coming along?

NATO: It's going well, after a few attempts, we found a solution.

He reached into his backpack and pulled out a set of blueprints.

NATO: At first we tried to make an entire outfit for cloaking, but then we decided to make a small device that has similarities to old portable telephones from WWII. The small device can be placed inside of a backpack, and that's how we're all gonna use them.

Mickey: What about mobility? Can't exactly be doing alot of CQC with a backpack on our back.

NATO: We'd just have to sacrifice mobility in order for us to be stealthy.

Derek: As long as it's successful, then I'm fine with not being able to curb stomp masks.

You turned to Ashley at the girls tabled and hollered at her.

Derek: Hey Ash, how's the marksman training going!

Ashley: Its going well! But you know you could also ask Mickey about it!

Derek: The hog is too busy eating!

He looked up from his tray and mumbled words since he had food in his mouth.

Mickey: *mumbled* Eat a dick man.

Derek: He's also very hostile!

Ashley: I wonder why!

You heard the doors open as Harry walked through the doors. He went over to the small stage and stared towards everyone.

Harry: Good afternoon everyone, I'm gonna keep this short since I have a meeting to attend to with the Secretary of Defense. But... with that being said, I would like to give good news.

Demo: Are you gonna sing?

Bulldog: Yea, sing fly me to the moon by Frank Sinatra

The rest of your squad was chuckling as you told them to shut up while you were also holding in your own laugh.

Harry: Maybe another time. The real news is that we have our newest addition to the Rainbow foundation. Please meet our newest operator Thunderbird.

The doors opened again revealing a woman. She walked next to Harry.

Harry: This Mina Sky, she comes from the Nakoda Territories and can not only handle a weapon, but she is also an excellent pilot.

Mute: Whats her gadget?

ThunderBird: My Kóna station can be placed into an area and be used as a means of tending to the wounded.

She placed the station down as it set itself up. She reached down and took out a needle from a cartridge.

Thunderbird: My Kóna will fire these tiny projectiles at anyone it detects injured.

You looked over at Mickey and reached over and slammed his face onto the table. He held his face as you noticed blood start to stain his balaclava.

Mickey: What the fuck is wrong with you!

Derek: Mickeys nose is broken, does it detect that?

The Kóna Station aimed at mickey and shot a projectile into his arm. He let go of his nose. You pulled down balaclava to reveal his nose and noticed that it stopped bleeding almost instantly.

Derek: Thats fucking aweso-

You felt a fist hit the side of your head from Mickey. You held your cheek as you sat back down.

Derek: Yea, should've seen that coming.

Mina looked over at Harry with a questioning look.

ThunderBird: The ones with the balaclavas, who are they?

Harry: That.... believe it or not, is our brand new taskforce.

ThunderBird: You trust that group with such a daunting task?

Harry: Trust me, when they aren't fooling around and have a task at hand. They're the best of the best. Isn't that right Lieutenant.

You rubbed your cheek as you looked over at Harry.

Derek: Yes sir, no matter the circumstances, we get the job done. Me and my men get our hands dirty so everyone else can stay clean. We make the difficult choices for those who can't make them.

ThunderBird: My my, you have alot of spirit.

Derek: Lived a rough life, don't want anyone else to go through the same.

ThunderBird: I think I changed my mind on them Harry, they seem to have a good heart.

Patch: We do ma'am.

Harry: Take this time to get to know Mina, I need to get ready for this meeting. Treat her with respect as you do with eachother. Have a good rest of your day everyone.

He walked off the stage and out the door as Mina stood on the stage. You decided to stand up from you table and walked over to her.

Derek: I guess more proper introductions should be in place.

You extended your hand out

Derek: Lieutenant Derek Westbrook, I'm the leader of TaskForce 052 and go by the name Colt.

She accepted your handshake

ThunderBird: Pleasure to meet you Derek, as you heard before my name is Mina Sky and I go by Thunderbird.

Derek: Can I call you T-B for short?

Thunderbird: As long as it related to my name feel free.

Derek: TB it is.

Thunderbird: You sound young, how old are you? If you don't mind me asking.

Derek: I'm 21 years old.

ThunderBird: 21 years old and already a Lieutenant and leader of a taskforce?

Derek: My father was a Navy Seal, before he died, he showed me the ropes. I was practically raised to be just like him.

Thunderbird: He sounded like a good man.

Derek: He really was.

There was a bit of a silence before Mina spoke up.

Thunderbird: We've been holding hands for a while now.

Derek: Ah shit forgot, sorry.

You let go of her hand.

Derek: Anyways I guess since you're new here. I could introduce you to the rest of my squad.

You both walked over to your table as you began to point at each member.

Derek: The one with the blood stained balaclava, is Sean Freeman. We call him Mickey. Expert marksman. He's got alot of guts to be running into the field with a marksman rifle and a pistol.

Mickey: Pleasure to meet you.

Derek: The husky one right there is John Bradford or Bulldog, he's basically our sword and shield. Either handling an LMG or a riot shield. He gives us suppressing fire when we need him.

Bulldog: To clarify, I'm husky as in built but big in mass.

Demo: Yea, there's a term for that... fat.

Bulldog: No need to be rude in front of the new lady.

Demo: Dont you have a pig to be riding?

Bulldog: Just cause I'm black doesn't mean I'm Hog Rider.

Derek: Alright settle down.

The two stopped bickering and put their attention back to you.

Derek: Like I was saying, the one next to John is Robert Grand or Demo. He's our demolitions expert. He tends to bitch about orders given to him.

Demo: Only when they're terrible.

Derek: They're never terrible.

Patch: Some of them are, but it's sad to say they work.

Derek: The one who just spoke up, that's Franklin Castell, or Patch. He's our field medic, studied human anatomy and is always there when someone is injured.

Patch: Its nice to meet you Ma'am.

Derek: And last but not least at this table is Mark Welsh or NATO. He's our Intel and expert with hacking. He's basically our field intelligence, not to mention he is pretty smart.

Thunderbird: Wouldn't he have more of a techy name? Something like Tech?

NATO: That name is watermarked so we can't use it. Blame Disney. I had it for a bit, but then we got sued.

ThunderBird: You got sued for a name?

Derek: Yea... so if we ever buy a house, most of the mortgage is going to them.

Thunderbird: You're joking right?

Derek: Yea, but Tech would be a commonly used name, so we had to make his a bit different.

Thunderbird: Well it was nice to meet you guys. Can't wait to see you guys all in action.

Derek: Its nice to have another pilot, if you would like, the girls are mostly over there.

You pointed towards a table with a group of female operators.

Derek: My sister is over there, and the last member of my squad.

Thunderbird: Whats her name?

Derek: Ashley Westbrook or Phoenix.

Thunderbird: Thank you.

Derek: You should be getting a dorm, plus it'll be in the female quadrant, so get to know them right now while you have time.

Thunderbird: Again thank you, You said you had a rough past, feel free to stop by if you ever need to chat.

Derek: Will do, take care now.

Mina walked away from your table, she turned around and gave you a wink with a smile. You turned back around to see your friends staring at you with smug looks.

Derek: What?

Bulldog: Derek getting bitches.

Derek: Oh shut it.

Rory: Eric got a bit happy for a second.

TheDooo: What? No I didn't.

Derek: Its alright Eric, there should be a male strip club around here.

TheDooo: I actually hate you guys...