In The BLAC CH 4

Chapter 4: Meet The Teams Part 1

Steff walked down the base hallway with BLAC team trailing behind her. She introduced each member to their new rooms. Danny fortunately got his own room to himself. The other members, were not so lucky. Carlos was forced to share a room with Darius, the RED pyro, who apparently has issues with fast talking Hispanics.

"Come on, Steff! Can't he share your room?" Darius protested.

Carlos tried his best to apologize,"Por favor senorita, lo siento por mi mal ingles!"

"My room is off limits to everyone but me, you know that." Steff answered both of them, "You two will have to learn to get along somehow."

Darius groaned with disgust, "Fine, just for tonight! Come on hombre, I'll help you set up."

Carlos' eyes perked up with excitement, "Si, gracias mi amigo! I will be bueno, I swear!"

Darius turned back and pointed a finger in Carlos' face, "First of all, I'm not your 'amigo'. Second, if I hear you chatter one more word in Spanish, your butt is gonna be muy caliente y bien hecho when I'm done with you! Is that clear?"

"Si mi ami-" Carlos paused, "I mean, yes."

Darius smirked a bit, "Good, now let's get that bunk made, shall we?" Carlos nodded and the two went off to their room. Manuel was able to talk the RED sniper Dillon into sharing his room. Isaac, being the team heavy, was able to avoid Jared and instead bunk with Geo. This inevitably left Jared to stay with KI-11, who was a full-blooded machine.

KI-11 glanced down at Jared, "So, tiny medic needs place to sleep?"

"Well- yes." Jared swallowed the lump in his throat, "I need someplace to lay my head at least. I don't care if it's a pillow or a rock, just as long as it's something."

The heavy scratched his round metallic head, only for his eyes to flash bright with an idea. "Come with me." He said as he walked down the hallway. Jared followed the heavy down to a room labeled VIP: Do Not Disturb. "This will work."

Jared seemed a bit nervous, expecting a room infested with spiders and roaches. What he found as the heavy opened the bedroom's door was not what he had expected. Inside was a fancy king-sized bed covered in velvet sheets, with a built-in restroom and shower. Jared was a bit too stunned for words, but he finally managed to utter, "I love it... I- love- it! Thank you!" He hugged KI-11 to show his gratitude.

KI-11 struggled to get the skinny nerd off of his chassis, "Okay, little man can let go now."

Jared eventually released the RED heavy, and they then both parted for the night. All that remained now was Marcus, who only argued about the accommodations. "I don't share rooms with people I can't trust. I'll sleep on the floor if I have to."

Steff however wouldn't take no for an answer, "You're in my base, Marcus. I offered you a place to sleep, and you're going to accept it. It's that simple. Out there you can do what you want, but in here, you go by our rules."

Marcus was about to make a mean remark, but instead sighed with frustration, "Alright, which bunk is mine?"

"Well you're in luck." Steff started, "You have more than one choice. I for one highly recommend Angie. Her room is the one marked Engineering."

Marcus didn't seem to agree with that idea, "Oh no, not that cat-woman thing!"

Steff folded her arms with disappointment, "That 'thing' is my friend! And she's a chupacabra, not a cat."

Marcus raised and eyebrow, "A Chupa-what-ra?"

"A Chupacabra. But don't worry, she's nice." Steff leaned towards his ear to whisper, "And besides, she thinks you're cute."

A nervous blush flooded Marcus' face, only to be washed away by an angry, "I heard that!" that emitted from Angie's room.

Marcus regained his nerve for a moment, "Next please."

Steff shook her head a bit, "Well, I'll completely leave out the option of Ian's room."

"Who's Ian?" Marcus asked, wondering why she wouldn't consider his room.

"The spy for our team. Well, at least I think he is. It's hard to tell which side these guys are on these days."

Marcus agreed, "Yeah you're right about that. Anyone else?"

"All we've got left is Aggy, but I don't think you'd want-"

"Is she human?" Marcus asked with high hopes.

"Well, yeah- she tries to be. I don't know if I'd recommend her for a guy like you though. She's kinda touchy, and sometimes even ravenous."

"What, you think I can't handle myself?" Marcus argued, "I'll have you know that I have served in my outfit for more than four years! I have been shot at, nearly blown up, burned, and almost gutted! Who are you to say that I can't handle sharing a room with a girl who has anger issues?"

Steff raised her hands gently to calm him down, "Alright, if that's what you want. Her room is the one marked Demolitions. Though a little advice, watch your back in there."

"You watch your back, and I'll watch mine." Marcus replied bluntly as he walked towards the one room he had just been assigned to.

Steff made a 'tsk' sound with her tongue, "When you're with Aggy, you'll need to watch more than just your back." Steff then retired to her room for the night.

Meanwhile, Marcus entered the Demolitions room and laid his weapons and effects onto the one bed. He did his best to be quiet, seeing that the demo-woman was sleeping peacefully. Last he removed his necklace, a chain with a topaz-studded silver cross given to him by his dearest friend. He held the cross in the palm of his hand, only to clutch it shut. One tear fell from his closed eyelid, "I miss you." Marcus went to place the necklace on the nearby nightstand, but it fumbled out of his fingers. It then hit the floor, letting out a faint clank and rattle. Marcus tried to sneak over and pick up the necklace, but it was too late.

Agatha sat up in her bed, "What the- who's there? You can either come out or die, it's your choice!"

Figuring that hiding wouldn't help him here, Marcus turned on the light to show himself. "Hi, I'm sorry if I woke you. I'm Marcus, and it looks like I'm your new roommate for now."

As soon as Agatha fixed her one eye on Marcus, her thoughts ran wild. She quickly jumped out of bed and ran up to Marcus with a wicked grin on her face. She slowly circled Marcus, gently massaging his arms as if she were 'tenderizing' them. "Ooh, those are nice. Do you work out?"

Marcus was slightly trembling from being frisked by Agatha, "Um not really, save for morning warmups. Why?"

Agatha licked her lips and let out a bloodthirsty chuckle, "You look good enough to eat."

It was at that very moment that a high-pitched girly scream echoed throughout the RED base. Shameful that it was not a girl who was screaming. Soon every member inside the base rushed out of their rooms, each of them shouting questions like, "What happened? What was that? Somebody screamed, but who?"

"Calm down guys!" Steff shouted, "I'm there's there's a perfectly good explanation for-" She was interrupted by another scream, followed by an 'Oh God, I'm gonna die!' It was coming from the Demolitions room. Steff signaled KI-11 with a nod, and with that the heavy crashed down the door. What they saw was a rather unnerving, and yet humorous sight. Marcus had somehow climbed partway up the wall, only with Agatha's mouth wrapped around his foot.

"Aggy!" Steff shouted, upset, "Is that how you treat a fellow soldier?"

"But Steff," she said in a muffled whine, the foot still in her mouth, "he's delicious!"

"Be it as it may, we need him alive and in one piece." Steff answered sternly, "Aggy, let him go."

Agatha let out a groan, "Fine..." and took her mouth off of Marcus, "But don't call me Aggy!"

"Marcus." Steff called to the now pale white scout, "It's okay, you can come down now."

Marcus did so, but only because he lost his grip on the wall. He landed face-down on the linoleum with a loud- SMACK! Marcus then rose to his feet, infuriated. "What kind of team is this? You have a dog for a medic-"

"Wolf." Geo corrected.

"Whatever! Your engineer is a freakish chupa-chalupa cat-woman thing, and your heavy is a tin-can with a minigun!"

KI-11 look as if he was about to cry, only to pick Marcus by his shirt, "You think you are funny, little man? I will show you something funny!" He raised his fist to strike, only to be held back by Steff.

"Enough of that!" Steff shouted, "KI, we need him to get that intel. Please, put him down. Once he has it, he'll be gone for good."

The heavy lowered his fist, "He not bother me again if he gets intel?"

Steff nodded, "I promise, he'll be gone as soon as he gets the briefcase."

KI-11 glared at Marcus, "Little man is lucky. Be thankful that this 'tin-can' has a heart!" Afterwords he slowly put Marcus down.

Marcus brushed off his shoulder, "And I'm not even gonna bother with the one-eyed cannibal." He avoided eye contact with Agatha.

"Hey, zombies have to eat too you know!" the demo-girl yelled.

Marcus had had enough, "Oh zombies now, is it? That does it, I'm going to find that intel my own way! There's no sense in trusting a bunch of freaks like you guys!"

BOOM! The ground shook as the team lost their footing. "Okay, what was that?" Steff asked, a little unnerved.

"Well it sure as heck isn't a parade!" Marcus answered sarcastically, "We're obviously under attack. Someone must know we're here."

Steff however disagreed, "Now how could that be? No one else knows you're here. Do they?"

Marcus and Danny looked around themselves, and then at each other, "Blues." they said to one another. It seems their plans would have to change after all.

TO BE CONTINUED...