Fan Fiction ❯ Revolution of Kalara ❯ Squad Mannagement ( Chapter 1 )

Kalrad, a young Kalarian warrior who was a slave who had to work out in the fields, woke up from his good night of rest. As he got off of the floor, which is were he always sleeps, he start to wonder if he'll ever get his own group of warriors. He then got dressed and went to go get his gun and armor. He found his gun, a basic assault rifle, and also found his armor. He put on his armor and slung the gun around his back. He was then ready to go eat.

Kalrad walked outside of his room and down the hall at the revolution base in Grentana, a revolution owned city on the southern part of Moront. As he reached an elevator to go down to the mess hall, a revolution officer stopped him. Kalrad asked, "Sir, what is the business that you have with me?"

The officer responded with, "You are Kalrad, correct?"

"Yes, that is I."

"I am glad to report that your request to be a squad manager was completed. Your new squad mates should be arriving here soon. Go to your current squad and tell your leader that you are leaving her squad."

"I'll do that," and with that, the officer moved letting Kalrad through. He went down to the mess hall and was given his requested meal, a shlorm, or a wrap made with all the meats around and whatever else you can find. He went to his old squad and said, "Well, you know that application I submitted? Its gone through all the required steps, and I'm now a squad leader. I'm going to be leaving this squad real soon, so I guess this is the last time I'll be with you guys.

The squad leader looked up and said, "Kalrad, you were overqualified for this squad to begin with. I'm glad you're moving up."

When Kalrad finished his meal, he left for the main office. When he walked in, a revolutionary officer stopped him and then said, "Kalrad, your first squad mate is here. Please, come in to your new office." The officer guided him over to a room that had a sign on the front saying "Temporary office for: Kalrad." They walked inside, and their was another Kalarian sitting on a chair their. She had the blackest hair that you will ever see, the sharpest katana that was ever made and clothes so dark that you couldn't see her in the night.

Kalrad walked up to her said, "Hi. I'm Kalrad, your squad leader. I assume you are a shade-class warrior. I'm a soldier here. I'll be glad to work with you."

She looked up and said, "Kalrad. You do look good for a male Kalarian. Most other I've seen are scarred beyond recognition."

Kalrad looked at her and said, "So, that's what you think of me. Always nice to get off on the right foot with a new squad. So, just incase I have to schedule a meeting, what is your room number?"

The officer looked at Kalrad and said, "She doesn't have one yet. Most of our rooms are filled up. I think you two will have to share the same room. Kalrad, you do have a large room, right?"

Kalrad looks stunned by this comment. He then says, "Well, I do have lots of extra room, if that's what you're asking. I guess that will work out."

Suddenly, three more people enter the room. Kalrad looks at them and says, "Well, looks like the rest of our squad arrived. I'm Kalrad, and I'll be glad to be your leader.