Samuel finally led us through another steel red door at the end of the hall into a large chamber that had TVís and couches, a large kitchen and dining area, and a couple more doors along the back wall. There were six people sitting at a table eating something that smelled amazing, which made me realize how hungry I was feeling at that moment.
When the five men and one woman at the table saw us enter the room, they all stood and came over to introduce themselves.
Samuel, as they approached, said, "Your unit is The Redeemers: Alpha Squad, one of the four squads positioned on earth."
The first to introduce himself was Steve. He was a monster of a man, towering over me at just under seven feet tall. He was bald with thick, jet black eyebrows. Steve never smiled, but joked a lot, though I could never tell if he was being serious or joking due to his lack of facial expressions. Over the next few months, I would learn that he was most comfortable with hand to hand combat.
Each of the others came after him to introduce themselves. Chris was short and almost looked like a child next to Steve. He had shaggy dark blond hair and an extremely patchy beard. He was very energetic and the obvious nerd of the group. Chris was the teamís electronics technician, being skilled at pretty much any kind of tech that we could come across and also Alpha Squadís medic.
Cory was average height and build and had a voice that could carry across the room, even at a whisper. Coryís loud mannerism was part of his charm, though. He was an extremely friendly guy and was the hardest to anger in the group, all despite his loudness. Cory was a very accomplished sniper in the Marine Corps before being recruited to The Redeemers.
Tom, Alpha Squadís explosives expert, was the tallest and skinniest of the group. He was an inch taller than Steve but skinnier than almost anyone Iíd ever met in my life. Tom had brown hair with a huge 70ís porn-star-esque mustache that didnít fit his face. The mustache was Tomís favorite thing in the world and any time he was nervous or thinking, he would constantly stroke it with both hands.
Ty was about five foot eight inches with a mohawk that he was constantly changing the color. When I met him it was lime green and stood about six inches tall on the top of his head. He was also covered in tattoos. Being in the military and traveling the world, I have come across many people with a bunch of tattoos. Ty had more tattoos than I had ever seen on a single person. the only skin on his body that wasn't completely covered in ink was his face and ears. Ty was an expert marksman with pretty much any weapon he could get his hands on.
I had never met someone like JoJo. She had shoulder length brown hair and was very muscular, but not manly. My favorite thing about JoJo was her inability to turn down a challenge. She was constantly trying to prove herself to the guys on the squad, though it wasnít necessary whatsoever. She was an incredible fighter and could hold her own as easy as any of the rest of us and we all knew it, but that didnít stop her from constantly trying to beat any of us in any sort of competition. JoJo was at all times sporting two semi-automatic pistols in a dual shoulder holster.