Heroes of Soul - Secret Mission!

1 - Green Fragment Team

Seven days after the prologue...

A boy, clad in black with dark red accents, stepped up to the door of the giant recon building.

This was the place he had been asked to come to, as the map in his letter had guided him to.

He brought his suitcase, containing all of his personal belongings. He didn't own much, as the Assassin's Guild insisted on not owning more than what you could carry. He didn't mind though, so it was fine with him.

He checked his watch.

11:45, it read. He was here fifteen minutes early.

The letter also mentioned that an unknown partner would be arriving with him. He decided to wait for him. As he figured it would be polite for them to enter together.

He tooked down his hood and sat on a nearby stump. He decided he would meditate.

His master had said that he had a bad habit of supressing his negative emotions.

"While that habit will help you with your need to suppress remorse, in regular life, outside of our job, it's detrimental to your mental health," he had said.

"Meditation for Assassins such as us will cause our suppressed emotions to quite literally dissipate from our psyche. Wind will be the sign it's working, with its strength mirroring the amount of emotions suppressed."

His master was surprised when a powerful gale whipped around his student the first time he tried that.

The wind had become calmer since then, as he meditated more and more.

A gentle breeze surrounded the selected Assassin, blowing the mask he wears, and a small bit of a mysterious black patch of skin peeked out.

As the breeze settled, the Assassin heard a set of footsteps approaching. He shot up, and looked at the source of the sound, ready to enter combat as necessary.

A boy in an orange jumpsuit with a toolbelt and a large backpack. He had two suitcases in his hands and he had a map held by an odd mechanical device.

"Ah, hello," the new boy said. "I guess you're my partner that the letter described."

"It seems that would be the case," the Assassin said, relaxing. "My name is Asher, and I'm an Assassin. Who are you?"

"I'm Elliot," the boy in the jumpsuit said. "I'm an Engineer."

Asher checked his watch, and it read 11:55.

"It seems we're both early," Asher said. "I arrived ten minutes before you did."

"So," Elliot said. "How did the Drillmaster assess your skills?"

"A game," Asher responded. "He stood at one end of the Guild, and would time us as we raced from the other side to him.

"He evaluated us on time and the number of sightings. I was third of ten in time, but was first in number of sightings, having not been spotted once."

"Impressive!" Elliot responded. "He just asked to see our creations. Took me a while, as I had created so many things. The Guild even had to restrict the limit of the creations I could bring to twenty."

"How many did you make?" Asher asked, curious.

"Fifty-seven," Elliot responded.

Asher emitted a low whistle.

A noticable click! was heard from both of them from the door of the building.

"Welp," Asher said. "Guess that's our cue."