Angels of death fanfic (a fanfic of a n x v fanfic)

Chapter 3: a squad with a squad.

Location: Mother ship, N's room

N woke up to hear welding noises, N raised his head to see Adam awake, welding some stuff. N stood up and yawned and said "good morning Adam!" Adam stopped welding and looked at N and Adam had huge eyebags, its clear he did not sleep at all. "OH MY BISCUITS! ADAM! DID YOU SLEEP AT ALL!?" Adam just chuckled and said "no. no i did not buuuuuuutttttt i did finish making the shield thing for you to see." "really? can i see it?" N says "sure" Adam pulls it out and N was confused. it was not a shield at all. In fact it looked like more of a projector. 

"Adam? are you sure that's a shield?" N asks confused "Of course it is! it just needs electricity from the user" But Adam just confused N even more, he doesn't run on electricity he runs on oil. "But i use oil?" N says "oh yeah! which is why i made this!" Adam pulls out a backpack with a backpack full of batteries "If the shield thing runs out of electricity, just pop a new pair of batteries in, then boom! its fully charged." Adam says 

"test it out yourself" Adam then slides it on his arm "wait isn't this against the rules of modifications?" N asked "If it was violating the rules, why would JC.Jenson give you these blueprints?" N tried to find an counter attack but got nothing "touché Adam" Adam chuckled "Okay enough with the rules, come on! try it out!"

 "Is there a button i need to press?" N asks "No, there should be an option to activate it on your visor." N saw the option and pressed it, Then suddenly the shield projected a screen of blue creating a barrier of some kind in front of him "Woah! what did i do?" N asks Adam "You created a shield, duh! its strong enough to withstand tanks!" "really!? thank you so much Adam!" N says both surprised and happy that Adam is giving him this "your welcome buddy."  Adam says 

Then N got a notification from J telling Him to get his ass to the 8th floor NOW for a mission "Oh! J told me were gonna go on a mission! Bye Adam!" "Bye N. Goodluck on your mission!" N quickly leaves and goes to the 8th floor where the mission briefing is and quickly found J and V waiting "There's the f*cking moron, we've been waiting for you for 30 minutes! have you been oversleeping again!?" J said clearly pissed "S-s-sorry J i must have forgot to set up my alarm again" N said nervous and guilty, But N got slapped by J hard "No excuses! because of you, i got scolded by the company!" J then sighs while pinching her imaginary nose "But still, don't do it again. GOT IT!?" "y-yes J, i got it" N says still rubbing his cheek

V did nothing to help but instead just watched, But in the inside she felt sad and was pained to see N in pain but was forced to watch J abuse N in front of her since she didn't want to piss off J even more. 

Anyways N walked behind J towards mission brief, he and his squad had been called upon by the higher-ups and N was exited for whatever the mission was since he loved making the company and his squad happy

As they arrived on the door, J turned around to face N and V "Alright listen  you two, when we enter I want you two to actually look like professionals. N wipe that stupid smile off your smile, and V look like you actually give a damn". N and V stood up straight and had serious faces, but the moment J turned around they went back to normal.

When J opened the door she was annoyed to see L and his squad standing at the table. 'Oh great we're going to be stuck with Frenchy' thought J. 'Oh super, were stuck with de unprofessionals' Thought L in his French accent of course.

N smiled when he saw his friend E, who was a member of L's squad. "Hi E!" Said N waving happily "aye mate!" Replied E

V stood with her arms crossed clearly annoyed that she had to work with another squad. She then noticed the soft spoken P approaching her.

P was a very interesting drone, she was sweet, kind and shy. with this info you would think that everyone would like to bully her but instead it is quite the opposite. P may be all sweet and innocent at home, but on the battle field she is a monster gaining respectable kill counts. Thanks to this no one really has a bone to pick with her and most can acknowledge her usefulness as emotional support. P has long, straight hair and wears a skirt and a beret