The 26

Spitfire, Hydra, and I were sprinting down the twisting halls of the base, practically tripping over each other to get to the conference room.

It was more Spitfire and I tripping over Hydra than anything else. Every time he hit a wall he would gain another limb. Spitfire and I did all we could to avoid being backslapped by one of his new flailing arms.

By the time we had gotten to the conference room, Hydra had acquired ten arms, four heads, and seven legs with about three feet per leg. He looked like something out of a Stephan. King novel.

"Ok that's everyone!" His four heads said simultaneously.

I looked around the conference room, there was a long oak table in the center. Seated around it was the 23 others that had made it out that night.

At first glance, we all appeared normal but if you gazed a little longer, you would see that each one of us was more disturbing than the last. For instance, Napalm had ginormous, white wings, Spider-monkey had eight eyes and a long prehensile tail,
Starlight was literally glowing, and
Hans arms looked like he had stuck them in a vat of hot tar. He could shape them any way he wanted to. Currently, he had them formed into chainsaws that were dangerously close to Reapers throat and was also threatening to shove them other places.

Ah yes, Reaper. He was perhaps the biggest douche canoe in this entire room, but also the most powerful. The name "Reaper" is short for "Grim reaper", as in the guy literally kills everything he touches.
Because of this he has to cover every part of his skin, the only things he leaves uncovered are his eyes.
Needless to say, it's pretty awkward between him and his girlfriend.

Yup that's right, as weird as it is, there are some couples in the 26. One of which were Reaper and his equally douchey girlfriend Nymph.
As cliche as it sounds, she was probably my mortal enemy. Nymph had the ability to release pheromones, which allows her to manipulate the moods of everyone around her. Her favorite pheromone to use was the one that made everyone really pissed off at each other. So that probably explained the current situation.

Nymph was currently seated next to her beloved and totally relishing the argument between him and Hans.

"If you even touch a hair on my head, I'll rip this glove off so fast that-"

"That you'll what? Kill me? I dare you, you reject ninja!" Hans interrupted.

"Ooh got'eem!" Shouted Armor from the other end of the table.

"Stay out of this you overgrown armadillo!" Nymph shot back.

This is the point in time where everyone would normally get out of their seats and start whaling on each other. Thankfully, the Chief walked in before anyone could fire a plasma beam, launch grenades, or decapitate someone.

"All right let's get this meeting under way." he said as he waddled over to the head of the table.

The Chiefs real name was Benny White, he was originally one of the agents that brought us in but got promoted due to outstanding performance. The Chiefs wife was the next person through the door.

Dr. Mabel White was head scientist here at the base, she was in charge of everything science-y that went on here.
She was also formally Dr. Mabel Paddings but, that's none of our business.

Everybody settled down a bit, but there were a few toxic looks shot between one another.
"Now that your all here let us begin." gurgled the chief.
"Dr. White and I have been talking and we believe you are ready to handle this; You will be sent on your first mission. You will all be assigned positions based on your training performances and expected to carry out your tasks discretely."

Everyone began to murmur and take bets on who would be in what group.

The Chief let out a fake cough to regain our attention. "Your target is a Chinese military laboratory; we believe the lab is creating a new type of bomb that violates treaties made with the United Nations. You will deactivate the bomb, and transport it back to this base. Each squad has been assigned a specific task to handle and more details will be given when you are with your squad but for now, is everyone clear on the main goal of this operation?"

The room was silent.

"Uhh...how big is this bomb exactly?" Said Commute while leaning forward in his seat.

The Chief and Dr. White glanced at each other, then the doctor nodded. The Chief cleared his throat, "From the information we could gather we believe that, when detonated, it could potentially decimate an area the size of Japan."

Again, the room was silent.

Now, the doctor and the Chief most likely perceived the looks on our faces as surprise, shock, or even fear.
We were feeling quite the opposite actually.
I mentally asked Spitfire to connect all of the 26s minds together so I could tell everyone the plan.

Step one: Detonate the bomb.