Casey Malone felt cheated as he humped the heavy pack up yet another hill. He hadn’t signed up to be back in basic training. He was already a soldier, damn it. Fuck that major dick head.
He was armor, not infantry. Why did he need to be out running around doing stupid infantry drills?
He huffed a bit as he got to the top of the hill. He was last in line of the six soldiers recruited for special duty. Crystal Johnson, the hottest blonde amazon he had ever met, led the pack, followed by Jody Lee, Darla Edwards, Jess Lopez, and Larry Barnet Damn those women were fast. He’d tried to keep up so he could watch a nice ass for morale, but they had left him in the dust and didn’t look like they were slowing down anytime soon. Barnet’s ass bobbed in front of him, blocking the view.
5 miles later, Malone gratefully dropped his pack at the rally point, mind empty of everything except exhaustion.
Exhaustion dogged Malone over the next 6 months. Between the training exercises and the medical exams, he hadn’t had time for a beer, much less one of those fancy umbrella drinks. Locked down, that’s what they were. In prison for the sin of volunteering.
“Hey Malone! Move your ass,” shouted Johnson. “Too much backstory is going to bog down the narrative.”
“Can’t a guy feel a bit sorry for himself when involved in a top secret military project based on comic books?”
“Feel sorry on your own time. Everyone else here is developing super powers from the weekly serum infusions – and because they’re putting in the work. You, you got nothing.”
It was a low blow. Johnson had unearthly strength, Lee had control of electricity, Edwards had speed and levitation, Lopez had the power to heat water molecules, and Barnet, well at least he looked good in a dress when he shifted into a woman.
Malone felt a surge of anger and Johnson was no longer there in front of him. He blinked. Johnson came up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.
“Nice trick. You just bleeped me over there. Guess you’ve got something after all.”
“What the fuck does bleeped mean?” Malone asked while shaking his head. His whole body cramped and he passed out.
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