ALICE

Chapter 28: MEET

Chapter 28: MEET

 Alice was walked towards a further desk. Beside it was a file cabinet, and Kendo pulled five files out of it.

 "Look, Alice, I can't show you these unless you agree to the mission."

 "Yeah, I will. No backing out."

 "Good." He opened up the first file. "This, is Anton Kluvisky. He's the navigator on this mission, he'll keep track of the maps, make sure that you're going the right way, and the best way to sneak in." He turned the file to her. "He had an accident, and so he isn't much good in complicated combat, but he's very good at sneaking around, and he can fire a gun, of course."

 Alice looked at the picture that was clipped to the folder, and saw a young man with odd iron grey hair. His irises were silver, and the pupils seemed to stare into Alice's soul. His face was slightly turned to the left, and Alice could see a brutal scar going from the corner of his mouth, all the way down the side of his neck, to out of sight of the picture, under his shirt.

 "Next," He opened another file. "Is Ivan Krew. He's the squad machine-gunner, and he specializes in heavier firepower. In case your cover is blown, he'll be a lifesaver if he can hold them off long enough for the team to get out of there."

 Alice saw Ivan's picture. He had an eyepatch over his right eye, and a five o' clock shadow. His one eye was green, and his hair was deep brown.

 "Does he use an inaccurate weapon 'coz he's got no depth perception?"

 Kendo laughed. "Don't say that to him or he'll cut your throat." More files. "This is Taco."

 "Taco?"

 "Real name is James, James Sidney. He's our explosives expert. He'll come in handy when you need to blow up the LSF base."

 Alice was shown a picture of a young guy with a mop of sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. He had grin that could be seen from Saturn.

 "Why the name Taco?"

 "Oh," Kendo laughed. "You should ask him about it, funny story."

 "Next, you have Angel. Simon Riley's the real name, but... We call him Angel around here." He showed Alice a picture. "We don't have a picture of his real face. He's rather fond of a balaclava with a skull printed on it. He's best suited with a submachine-gun, and he's the sneakiest person around. He'll be another gun, but he's also good with CQC, and that's better then wasting ammo on some guy you can get without firing a shot. Not to mention," He twiddled his thumbs. "the man can throw a knife straighter then the intersection."

 The picture of Angel was really just a balaclava with a skull on it, and with orange-tinted glasses on. Alice could see no part of his face.

 "Last, but not least, is Cole Redd, sniper and team leader."

 Alice looked at the man, and realized she recognized him. The scarred face, the dark brown crew-cut. 

 This was the man that had shot her.