As a lieutenant for the Task Force, your job was to go to schools and recruit high-school student from all around.

You had stopped in the school, haven just got back from a tough mission so you were already on higher alert as you always were after missions.

The air seemed tense in this school, the kids hateful and cut-throat to each other. Not to mention the massive amounts of bullying but you weren't here for that. You were just here to recruit during their lunch hour.

The kids all congregated towards their seats and you leaned back in your chair, the pull up bar beside you, a small challenge the Task Force provided. Of course, many students tried, from jocks to need to best you in the number of pull ups.

Why were they all trying to beat you? A jar of $1000sat on the table and of course, the chance to start work in a Task Force after highschool.

You take a short break, going and asking a teacher where to get water. She looks guilty but tells you to go to the library.

As you go there there is a kid sitting in the back in a black hoodie, barely touching his food. After paying for the water you head over to the kid, sitting beside him. You give your introduction and he looks at you with narrowed eyes, questioning you. But you could see and idea run through his head. "My name is John Price... a Task Force you say? What do you do?"