The Last Seven

This is an introduction of the characters in the story, the action will come

later. This is my first fanfiction so please R&R. Criticism is okay, but if it is too hated

by everyone I will stop the series.

It was a cloudy day on the road to Landown, and Captain Miller was

worrying about razorhail. If it did come, they would go hide in the derrick, but he

would rather not. The exstranded driving it wasn't to keen to the idea of driving

gears on a dangerous journey. He looked at his XO, in his opinion the heart of

Charlie Team, Lieutenant Alice Smith. She was staring into space, and they only

way to tell her race was the space between her helmet and her body armor. The

only thing different about her was the computer satchel on her back. He missed

seeing her ponytail, but she always followed regulations, which is something he

couldn't say about private Tony Harrison, the sniper of the squad. You could barely

see him he was so thin, and it was a wonder that he could withstand the kick of a

Longshot, but he was better at annoying Alice. He always flirted with her, making it

hard for her to concentrate on her computer. The sergeant Benjamin "Benny" McAllen walked up to him, his shotgun still

in his hand. "Capt. what is our E.T.A on the drop sight, the team is losing morale?"

He asked, his heavy Scottish accent making his speech barely understandable. "Three hours from now, tell the team that will be missing this moment when

we get to the action." Miller replied, pulling out his lancer to oil the chain-saw on it.

The entire squad had lancers expect for Benny and Harrison, who were specialists

with their weapons. Actually, the only person on the team with the rank specialist

was Zane Foxx, the master of demolition. He was sitting by Corporal Sarah Yang,

trying to get her to speak. The ironic thing was that she was the communication

specialist, yet she never talked. The only person she would talk to was Zane

because he was the only one without a helmet, and so she was able to see his

face. Miller didn't understand why, but as long as she talked when needed he was

okay with it. The last person of the group was Harry Wallis, the rookie. He had no

special talent, just green, but after this Miller hoped that that would change. Miller

was awoken from his thoughts by Zane.

"Sir, I can see Landown from here, we should be getting rea--." He tried to

say, but was stopped by the explosion of the Derrick they were on.