(Chapter name based on Military Phonetic Alphabet)
2027 Doctor's office Marine corps base Quantico, VA
Lt. Col. Frank Monroe sits listening to Dr. Ed Quinn,"What do you mean super human senses?"
Dr. Quinn turns to face him,"All of his senses are enhanced, and not just the basic 5."
Frank looks confused,"There are more than 5?"
Quinn nodded, "There are somewhere between 9 and 21 depending on which expert you ask but that's not the point. Your son is remarkable, aside from the hyper acute hearing, sense of smell and eyesight that'd make a hawk jealous he's pretty much off the scale. His natural sense of balance and spatial awareness combined with his enhanced agility and dexterity make your son basically a genetically perfect soldier."
Frank scowled, "Are you suggesting turning my son into a weapon?"
Quinn's excitement faded,"Easy Frank. I got a bit a head of myself. I've just never seen anything like this."
Frank leaned back in his chair, "I wish his mother had been as accepting as you. Can you believe she had the nerve to get angry at him over this? It's not Rob's fault she went behind my back and had our son customized like he was a goddamned car."
Quinn sighed, "Been what, 2 months since the divorce?"
Frank nodded as Quinn continued, "On the bright side I still have to laugh when i remember seeing the look on her face when she found out she couldn't take the house."
They burst out laughing.
2041 T.H.T.F. HQ
A Gunnery Sargent calls out,"Foxtrot company, Monroe, Martin,Ramos, Brooks,Winchester, Simmons. You'll be under Captain Campbell's command. Golf company....."
After roll call Foxtrot company sat talking as they waited for Capt. Campbell, Rob looked over to Brooks as he held his hood tight, hiding his face,"What's your story, I heard you were an animal splice."
Brooks pulled away as Rob continued,"No worries, we're all freaks here man."
He looks around the room, "Okay, I know Brian is our speed guy, Ramos is our power house, Winchester is our mascot."
"Oh shut up, prick." Winchester stated annoyed,"Call me Max, I'm a pyrokenetic, Rob's just mad cause I'm prettier."
The 2 laughed as the group stared at them. Rob then looked to Simmons, "And how about you?"
Brooks spoke up,"He doesn't speak, a whisper from him would shatter a normal person's ear drums."
Rob looked back to him,"How do you know that?"
Brook's eased up,"I'm a telepath."
Rod grinned,"Telepathic snake man, nice."
Capt. Campbell entered, he was a tall muscular man with graying hair,"Sit down Monroe."
Rob delivered a sarcastic salute,"Yes, Sir Elvis."
Ramos looked up,"Elvis?"
Campbell replied, "I was named after the King, show some respect."
The Captain walked around the room looking at a clip board,"Aside from Monroe's super human ability to annoy me we have an impressive array of abilities here. We're going to be working in Chicago and the surrounding area starting next week."
Monroe interrupted,"Prepare to be sad for Cubs fans."
Campbell looked back at him,"Shut up."