Chapter 1 Ruby
It was easy to get through the ADVENT security. I only had to do it once or twice before and it became a piece of cake. Whether it was easy or not, this was the best way to get XCOM to notice me. I had my gun right next to me because I knew as soon as I had gotten in ADVENT knew. This was risky, but in war risky things are necessary. I was reading up on the latest advent movements when I stumbled across something labeled “The Avatar Project”
“What this?” I asked myself. I continued reading. I soon found out what the “Avatar Project” was.
“What, how? Why?”
Siren warned me that ADVENT was here.
“Crap,” I closed my laptop and grabbed it and my gun, and ran to cover. I started to map an escape plan. All of a sudden a voice came through my laptop's speakers
“I think I’m through,” She said.
“Who is this?” I whispered. I connected my earbud to my laptop.
“My name is Lilly Shen, I’m with XCOM”
“Are you here to save me?” I asked, “Cuz that's what I need right now!”
I heard ADVENT trying to knock down the door.
“You need to do what I say quickly if you want to make it out of there.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Look to your right, see that window?”
“I need you to jump through that.”
“I’m on the second floor!”
“Do a tuck and roll.”
“I don’t know how to do that!”
“Commander we need to get our team in there now! ADVENT is almost through!”
I heard the door get knocked down.
“Just jump out the window!”
“If I die I will be mad!”
I ran to the window and jumped through it and landed on my shoulder.
“Ow!” I yelled.
I recovered and stood up. I was standing in a grass patch, I was in the middle of an ADVENT "utopia" (probably was a bad idea to do this here but whatever) There were tall skyscrapers all around me, all of which had an ADVENT symbol. There was a wanted poster for some XCOM soldiers nearby and some pillars and benches.\
“Hey Lilly, you there?” I asked.
There was no response.
“Lilly?” I asked. I looked to where my laptop landed.
“Oh no…” I picked it up and it was destroyed.
“That's not good.”
“Mor Balten?!” I heard from behind me.
Crap… I turned around and saw an ADVENT officer. It had red grey armor and a red cape. Everything was covered except for its mouth. Three standard troopers were behind it.
“Hey, guys… how's it going?”
“Mor Balten?” It repeated.
Then suddenly gunshots hit one of the normy troopers it screeched as it went down. The ADVENT troopers turned around and faced four XCOM soldiers. I ran to cover and tried to hype myself up for battle. I peeked the corner ready to shoot but what I saw shocked me. All of the ADVENT soldiers were dead and the XCOM operatives were doing their thing and setting up a perimeter and one guy was headed toward me when, well, I pointed a gun at him.
“Whoa!” He yelled, “Hey hey hey not the bad guys!”
I lowered my weapon. “So you’re with XCOM?”
“Yeah, I am,” He then said into an earpiece “Firebrand the VIP is secure, I'm shooting a flair at the EVAC point now.” He pulled a flare gun out of a holster on his belt and shot it in the air.
“VIP huh?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Just a military term.” He said calmly.
He had short brown hair and was well-built. He had broad face that was a a little long.Trying to look cool in front of this unreasonably hot guy I tried to blow my hair out of my face. I failed now I just looked like some idiot girl who thinks too highly of herself. Thanks, me. Luckily he wasn’t looking. A ship flew over us and stopped. I spooked and shot it.
“Hey! Also not a bad guy!” He yelled. He listened to his earpiece for a second. “Language, Firebrand.”
Before I could ask what FireBrand said a rope came down.
“Up you go.” He said.
I grabbed the rope and then it pulled me up into the ship.
I guess XCOM noticed me… I thought.
Chapter 2 Trojan
After the mission, we were happy to be back on the Avenger. Rhino was tired so he went straight to sleep and EagleEye, Monk, Tinker, and I went to the bar slash memorial to get something to drink. Since I don’t drink alcohol I just got some soda. Tinker, EagleEye, and Monk knew that they could only have one beer since we were not on break. We celebrated another victory for the Bravo squad. Tinker was telling some of the other guys a more dramatic version of what happened and EagleEye was sitting in a corner thinking (we all had to learn a while ago not to disturb her thinking) when I hear a voice from behind me say:
“Is there anything here that doesn’t have alcohol?”
I looked to my right and saw the VIP from the last mission.
“We got basically everything,” I told her. She seemed like she was talking to herself but I thought that I should respond.
“Oh… uh where are the sodas then?” She asked, “All I see is alcohol.”
“Over there,” I pointed to a group of faucets behind the counter.
“Oh, do I get it myself?”
“If you want,” I said taking a sip of my drink.
She shrugged and went around the counters and went to the soda faucets she grabbed a cup that was right next to it and filled it with Cherry Coke. She came back and sat next to me.
“Are you the only one who doesn’t drink?” She asked looking at my soda.
“Pretty much,” I answered, “It's way too easy to drink your problems away when you’ve gone through what we have.”
“Yeah.” She said.
There was a few moments of awkward silence between us when she asked:
“Who are these people in these pictures?”
“XCOM’s fallen soldiers,” I replied, “Unlike ADVENT who try to cover up their losses we honor our fallen.”
“I’m sorry,” She said “If you don’t mind me asking, did you know any of them?”
“I knew all of them.” I answered, “XCOM only has like twenty guys at one time, we all grow close.”
“Oh, I shouldn’t have asked, I’m sorry.” She responded.
“It’s fine,” I said.
There was more silence.
“So… what am I here for?” She asked.
“We need a new specialist,” I answered.
“Wich is…” She continued.
“Our squad's tech unit means you’ll be on the field with my squad,” I answered.
“What!” She yelled so loud that everyone in the bar stopped and looked at her.
Her cheeks went red and she giggled nervously. Everyone went back to what they were doing.
“I’m not a field guy!” She practically whispered to me.
“After EagleEye’s done with you, you will be,” I answered.
She looked a little intimidated by my comment so I just asked…
“What's your name?”
“Ruby,” She answered, “You?”
“Chris Brad,” I answered, “But everyone calls me Trojan.”
Chapter Three Ruby
“After EagleEye’s done with you, you will be.” If that’s not terrifying what is? What does EagleEye do that’ll make me a soldier? I was very much not a soldier as it is! But whether I wanted to or not I knew that I should. So I guess I was doing it. I showed up at the GTS or Guerilla Tactics School and saw the girl that was sitting alone in the bar. Now she was wearing padded armor and those gloves that are made for people to punch. She had black hair and a square face, She looked like she could glare at a bullet and it would back down.
“Um, are you EagleEye?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said, she had a strong Russian accent, “are you the rookie?”
“Yep,” I responded, “So, what are you going to teach me fir…”
“Stop slouching and acting so casual.” She said.
“What?” I asked, standing up straight.
“I am not your friend I am your instructor. Don’t talk to me as if I’m your friend.”
“Oh uh I just thought, you know, we are in the same squad so…”
“No, we are not! Not yet,”
“First, attack me.” She said holding up her gloved hands.
“Ok,” I said I stretched and got ready when she punched me in the gut. I doubled over and barely gasped out “What the heck?”
“I’m sorry, did you think ADVENT would just let you strike?” She responded., “Be faster.”
I got up and punched her right arm, as I did she used her left hand to punch me in the side. I stumbled to the right. I gritted my teeth and leaped at her trying to punch her in the face. She dodged and hooked me in the stomach. She kicked me in the chest and knocked my breath out of my lungs. I lay on the floor trying to breathe.
“If this was real you would be dead.” She said.
“You suck…” I managed to say.
“As I said, I am not your friend.”
“Hey EageEye, why don’t I teach her how to shoot?” I heard a new voice that had a Spanish accent.
I looked to the side and saw another guy in the squad. He had long black hair and a darker skin tone. His face was long and he was well-built. (Everyone was well-built or buff) and a little drone was flying above him.
“Fine,” EagleEye said.
“Let's go new guy,” He said.
I got up and followed him. The walk was painfully long. On the way there we passed through the engineering facility. Where I heard a familiar voice.
“Rover, no!” It yelled.
“Why do I recognize that voice?” I asked.
“That's Lilly,” The guy who saved me said, “She’s our chief engineer.”
“Oh yeah!” I remembered the first XCOM person I talked to.
“You can talk to her after we are done training,” He said.
We made it to the shooting range where he asked:
“Have you ever shotten a gun before?”
“Yes sir,” I said.
“I know EagleEye likes you being all business but you can chill around me.” He said, “Just call me Tinker or Tink.”
“So try shooting this.” He said handing me an assault rifle.
I took it and attempted to shoot the closest target. I hit the target but just barely.
“It’s a start,” Tinker said, then he held out an SMG “Try this.”
It was easier to shoot the SMG because it was lighter the problem was that it was more inaccurate.
“Hmm,” Tinker said, “Can I see that?”
I handed him the gun and he started to teach me how to shoot. While we were talking another guy came in. He was buff, I prayed that he wasn't like EagleEye! He towered over both of us. He had a stubble of a goatee.
“That baby gun will barely scratch ADVENT troops,” He said in a French accent, “Try this.”
He handed me a minigun. I picked it up but it immediately pulled me down. The guy laughed at me. I heaved the gun up to my waist and shot it. I missed every shot. The guy started laughing more.
“You know Rhino,” Tinker said, “When I took the SMG I got twice as many kills as you.”
“Whatever.” Rhino said, “Don’t worry new guy, to use a minigun requires lots of training so if you can’t shoot it no worries.”
“Thanks, I guess,” I said.
Rhino left the room and Tinker continued instructing me on how to shoot the SMG.