Project T.E.E.N. Book 1: Codename Aurus

Part 1 of Chapter 1: Mission: Plausible

"You in position yet, Aurus?"

"Not yet, Avis. I'm almost there."

"Roger that."

The wind was rushing around me as I approached the objective point. I rode my motorcycle through the streets. The black of the motorcycle shining when the streetlights shone on it. My black helmet allowed for communication between my ops group and myself. It also worked like a HUD, showing me objectives and allowing me to track hostiles. I had designed the helmet and motorcycle after a movie made in Century 21 about a man transported into a videogame. "Avis, how's the jet coming along? Are you in position?" I asked.

"Almost" Avis replied. "Do you know where everyone else is?"

"No, no one's checked in with me yet."

"Arbus here!" a boy's voice shouted in my com. "I'm in position now. I see some activity in the house."

"Thanks a lot for shouting Arbus," I said sarcastically.

"Carmen here!" a girl's voice shouted.

"And don't forget Canta!" shouted another girl. "We're in position."

"Will everyone stop shouting?" I complained.

"Sorry Aurus," said Arbus.

"Letalus here." a boy's voice said in my ear.

"Thanks for not yelling, Letalus," I sighed with relief.

I pulled my motorcycle up to building, and, like the movie, the motorcycle folded up into a rod about two feet in length and three to four inches in circumference. I could also use this form to turn it into a small glider plane with plasma rifles on the wings. The helmet compressed into a Bluetooth earpiece, based off of another movie made in Century 21, this one about guardians. I opened my long overcoat and took out my Grappleshot, a grappling hood that fires a grapple hook on a strong chain. I grappled up to the top of the building and said "In position now."

"Good, I'm above the target area now. I'm starting the scan now." Avis said.

I touched my earpiece and it became a pair of glasses, allowing me to see the results of the scan. Many red outlines of enemies, insurgents as we were taught to call them, appeared. "That's a lot of insurgents," I pointed out.

"What's the plan, 'Master Tactition'?" Letalus asked. Everyone sarcastically called me 'Master Tactition' because I would say that I'm master tactition. Normally, I am, but they really like to hang on to those times when a plan goes south.

"Here's the plan," I stated. "Canta and Carmen, I want you to take out the guards at the mansion door. Arbus, stay at high ground and be our sharpshooter. Letalus and I will sneak into the party and crash it from the inside."

"How do we take those guards out?" Canta asked.

"Old fashion way." I replied. Canta amd Carmen sighed because old fashioned way meant to disguise themselves as beautiful women. "After you take out the guards, join us in the party."

"Fine," Carmen said bitterly.

"Let's begin then," I said with a smile.