"What are we looking at Tate? How many died?" "13 confirmed, 5 MIA, Commander Miranda." "They just got here." "Shit..That's the number of the latest batch of recruits with Kyle Anders. Anyone actually from his batch?" "Two of them, Ma'am." Sergeant Andrew Tate was now back in the walled base, along with the new recruits who were currently sprawled down on the ground like lifeless puppets, with only their chests moving heavily as their breaths created an orchestra of gasps. "I'll.. I'll do it, I'll talk to the families." Kyle was also there, seated on the ground with his hair fully covering his face. He was also breathing heavily, but not because he was exhausted, no- he was still thinking of how Miranda just killed the red Orthros he painstakingly tried to keep alive, while killing almost a dozen dogs But the more he thought about it, the more he thought it didn't really matter. How was he going to be able to take care of the dog in the first place while he was in serv

"Did he just??" "..." "He avoided the damn knife, twice! Nobody has avoided the knife twice!" Ominous. Even though the girl's voice was cute and all bubbly, the fact that she was wearing a white weird mask and then running across the dimly lit room and circling the other people that were wearing the same mask was quite.. ominous. But after a few seconds of thinking how weird they were. Kyle stood up straight and once again introduced himself. "Kyle.. Kyle Anders, reporting for duty!" "Whoa! He even saluted too?" The little girl shricked as she pointed at Kyle, "What a freak." "Stop it, Cat. You are making the new boy uncomfortable." And as someone calm finally approached him, Kyle finally realized that their masks were not as plain as he had thought, no. They were carved differently, each perfectly portraying the face of an animal. And the person approaching him currently, had a mask with the face of wolf. "My name is Wolfsbane, but call me Wolf." The man had brown

"Remember guys, we have orders to kill them all. No one lives or escapes!" "Roger!" Everyone said unanimously—everyone except for Kyle that is. The hissyrs were not weak at all, perhaps one could even say expertly coordinated, as after Cat stabbed one of them, they all quickly ran to specific spots around their small camp, while those that were far from Wolf started shooting him with their spit. A substance strong enough to crack and slightly cave in solid stone. Cat was able to avoid every spit bullet they shot at him, however, as he disappeared into the ground; his shadow that was left behind, just started crawling across to the other side of the camp. And as soon as all the hissyrs were busy and had all their backs turned, Wolf raised his hand and ordered them to proceed with the attack. As far as their plan goes, that was it. Let Cat completely distract the camp, and when all their backs were turned, they attacked. And surprisingly, out of everyone, Bull—as large as he was

For the next six months, Kyle and his new crew members continued with their raids, executing monsters and clearing Portals. Within this period, the Juggernauts had been moved to the dorms and needed no use for masks. Kyle had trimmed his hair—the one part of his body, which has been a distinct part of him—to something simple. And though he had issues with picking a haircut initially having no knowledge since he had never cut his hair, Cat assisted him. Today there were on their way back from a mission as usual, when the thought of Katherine and Sam crossed his mind. He hadn't spoken to them ever since he joined the Fourth Division. He did so because he was trying to avoid distractions at the time. He came here to improve, to get stronger and improve his stats, but he knew that they would've been a hindrance to that course. I should call them when we get back. He thought. This was a good time, since he somehow needed the distraction anyway. When they got back Wolf and Bull went

"It is your fault!" Sophie screamed as she pointed at her brother, "And you know what… …I think you're the one that should have died!" This words sounded repeatedly in Kyle's head as he looked at the only sibling he had left in this whole fucked up world. The only one sibling who blamed him for their mother's death and even didn't care to check on him after all these while. "Join me as I welcome Specialist Sophie Wolfe to the stands." Miranda said as she welcomed the girl who'd been the genius behind the Fourth Division's Technical Unit. Sophie step on the podium beaming with smile, held the mic, confidence radiating off her as she spoke. "Hi everyone. My name is Sophie Wolfe." Sophie said with an unmeasurable amount of confidence. "I am the lead developer for the Fourth Division's Technical Unit." Everyone present applauded once more, except Kyle of course. "Yo, bro?" Wolf who had been watching Kyle for some time now, called out. "something wrong?" He asked as he ca