Draw The Squad Novels & Stories

she asked, and Liam shook his head. "I'm sorry; I was just not expecting someone so young on squad one," he apologised, and Beth raised a brow. "What rumour have you heard about squad one?" she asked with an amused tone. "We were told that squad one are master's direct disciples and his heir, with only five members. I'm sorry; I was expecting someone older," he explained, and Beth chuckled. "The oldest of us in squad one is twenty-five years old—don't even talk about old. Everyone in squad one is a weirdo; I'm the only normal person. How did you end up here, if I may ask?"

“Good. Make sure to monitor the rest of the island and to look for any suspicious activity. Squad 1-A will be joining you from now on.” The four of us flinched, hearing the name of our squad. I looked at Gabriella and they were already staring at us. She didn’t look scary or intimidating, but she had this cold stare that looks like she doesn’t want us. “I’m Red Quinscity, leader of the squad. Pleased to meet you,” I introduced and extended my hand.

I don’t wait for a reply, I turn and walk towards the exit, Carlos following behind, a big grin visible on his face. As we leave the church, the rest of my squad, including my maid of honor, follows behind us. We reach the limo, and we all get in. My Reaper squad are made up of the best trained within the Hernandez clan, there are 3 females and 2 males that make up the unit and besides Carlos they the only other people I trust with my life.

The sound of the lieutenant’s boots were enough to rile everyone from whatever mundane pastime they were busy with. “Officer on deck!” A sergeant called as every Voltiir in the room stood in attention. “I need Squad 11 outside. The rest of you as you were.” As if in synchronized clockwork, the rest of the platoon returned to their activities as the summoned squad went outside. The two waited as the small team of seventeen lined by the barrack’s wall. “Aten. HUT” The squad produced a crisp salute at the officers, the Captain was the main source of their decorum. “Squad 11, this is now our commanding officer Captain Aster Likaya. She will be leading us throughout the duration of the mission.”

“The last cultists who tried that are currently having very quiet, very uninteresting afterlives.” More laughter, a little sharper this time. Rhea blew a whistle. “Positions!” Squad One clustered around Rin, forming a lopsided defensive ring. Squad Two melted back toward the far end of the field, spreading out. Rowan and Mara took up spots on the sideline; Rowan had chalked three crude versions of the mutated symbol into the dirt at random intervals, faint glows already flickering around them. “When you hear ‘mark,’” he called, “eyes first, then brains, then mouths. Hands last.”

"Which brings me to the secondary purpose of my visit this morning. The future of Squad Zero." Ren sat down on the armchair across from Vance, crossing his arms. "Actually, Elias, we were just discussing our schedule. We’ve been grinding non-stop since we signed the contract. We've cleared every major Scourge nest you've pointed us at without a single squad-wipe. I think the team is due for a break. We're looking at taking a month of downtime. Maybe transitioning out of the active daily roster so we can focus on buying property in Sector 1." Vance’s perfect, white smile did not falter. It did not waver even a fraction of a millimeter. But his pale blue eyes suddenly turned very, very cold, l

Ghosts or not, there was no way I was turning down that pay. "Is your in-game currency the same as the living world?" I asked. "Don't worry," she said. "We go through Aether Bank. It's connected to all major banks, so you can send it directly to your account." I relaxed. "Perfect." "The instance runs once a week. The ghosts arrive a few hours before the players, and that's when you do the makeup." She handed me a stylish wrist device. "This is a summoning device. When it lights up, bring your makeup kit and come to work."

Finally, everyone gets their diplomas and sits and now, it’s the moment we’ve all waited for. “For those of you who don’t know,” Alpha Michael begins, gesturing on either side of the stage, “these are the current members of the our elite squads, Alpha Squad,” he says and Raptor and his team step forward, nod and step back. “Beta Squad,” he says and Javelin and her team step forward and nod, before stepping back. “And finally, our Gamma Squad or what we affectionately call our C-Squad.” Saber and her team step forward, nod, and return to their positions. “This year, one of our cadets who was in the running for one of the few open positions on our elite squads found her mate and became a Luna

" Alex sent the data report to everyone. Hayley and the others reviewed it carefully, then gathered to discuss. Half an hour later, everyone agreed with Alex's plan. "Then let's form the teams," Hayley said. She split them into five squads. One squad was led by her, one by Liam, one by Milo, one by Malcolm and Scarlett, leading members from six smaller bases, and one by Jim. Jim had performed exceptionally well recently and had become one of their heavy hitters, leading fighters from four smaller bases. Once the teams were set, they drew lots. "We'll draw lots for the location." Hayley wrote the five destinations on slips of paper.

She turned to look at Keagan, her face still painted with the same look of surprise. The remaining members of the squad—Dante, Lily, Leo, and Max—were each granted 5 skill points. The squad members exchanged glances, a mix of pride and shock in their eyes. They knew that their individual growth and progress were essential for the success of their missions. The rewards were monumental in their eyes.