1 Apex Predators

Dead bodies of the evil lay dead in all kinds of planets due to my blood soaked hands. But who am I to state who the evil is anymore when I also take lives. Are we not all equals once we become a murderer? Am I also evil now? I'm not sure anymore. I was never one to think so deep into things. Makes my brain hurt I thought to myself as I chuckled.

But my brain hurts even more as I continue to stay with the crazy mercenary bunch known as the Apex Predators after all these years. The six of them aren't the most sane or normal around but they grow on you. I frown and shake my head of these thoughts as I remind myself of who we all are and what we're known for.

We are one of the most ruthless mercenary groups known to man. Our one unspoken rule in the group is to finish the mission. No matter the cost. After all, we give our services only to the highest bidder. Nothing we can lose that money can't make up for I thought to myself in half humor and half seriousness.

Money makes the world go by. I was even able to give my parents the best life possible with money. Not counting that they didn't know I belonged to the ruthless and murdering Apex Predators but the point remains!

A few knocks on my door softly ring out as I finish the cleaning of my two customized RE-45 Auto silenced pistols. Holstering the sidearms to my thighs, I step away from my desk as I silently creep to the door before checking the peephole. Seeing my closest buddy in the group Viper, I open the door confident he won't shoot me for the hell of it knowing he's the most seemingly professional of the bunch.

"Leader wants us geared up and in our titans in five. ETA on planet Leviathan in 15. I'll inform you as we go so move it" Viper efficiently and coldly says as he walks past me into my room as he sits on my bed. I roll my eyes at the seemingly kuudere of a man in front of me. Viper and I seem to be the most similar so it's not a surprise we got along better.

Taking my attention away from the helmet faced Viper, I quickly get to work. Two mins pass and I go through a mental check. Seeing all is clear but one, I nod to Viper as he gets up and we walk speedily to see my other half of me. Reaching the hangar, I give a small smile at the sight of my titan.

JW is her name or rather Juliett-Whiskey-Nine-Nine-One-Seven. I simply call her Juliett. A custom made titan made by the best which only heavy amounts of money could buy. Specializing in long range sniping and close range melee engagements, one may be wondering how I can possibly say I do both when titan snipers are so fragile compared to others.

With additional dual knives on Juliett's lower back, I merely engage in combat with balls of steel and confidence that my skill in melee is superior than the one I'm up against. I pause at the thought as I wonder if I really am as normal and sane as I like to claim.

As to soothe Viper after he scolded me the first time of showing such balls of steel after I charged straight to a strictly close melee specializing titan to melee it out, I decided to be just a tiny bit more smart. So I only engage in melee fights to finish other titans off that the other Apex Predators weakened.

After all, I don't have a death wish...I think? Jumping onto the stretched out hand of Juliett, I hop into my seat as the rest of the group seems to be waiting in their titans. Taking a glance at the helmet in my hand, I trace my finger around the slit shaped visor before putting it on. My easy going face and thoughts vanish as soon as I put the helmet on. I hear the whistling and laughing of the other Apex Predators as they seem to feel it.

"There he is. The most ruthless and baddest of us all. You ready, Bandit?"

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