Game Set Match

"Rook! Get your flank in gear, we got a mission briefing!" Pawn's eager voice was heard through the door of Rook's room. He groggily got up, and stretched weakly. He puts his armour on, and carried his ODST helmet in his saddle bag. He trotted down from his room to the mission briefing room, a dark area with a giant holo table in the middle. He could easily see that Pawns, Bishop, Knight, King and Queen were all waiting. The order of command in Chess Squad went as so. King rarely fought, but instead was the tactical part of the squad. Queen was one of their best assets, her Spartan Laser and captured Mauler made her a force to be reasoned with. Bishop was next. A cold calculating sniper, he used a DMR and Sniper, taking his enemies out with deathly accuracy. Knight was very headstrong and aggressive, with his shotgun and dual magnums. Rook preferred to use his standard issue smg and magnum, and hardly talked. Pawns was like the little brother of the group, and he played the part. Always getting into trouble. He used an assault rifle and strangely enough, was given a target locator. On the field, wraiths, ghosts and shades lasted not more then a minute if Pawns was able to see them. The Havok-7 mini nukes easily made his kill count on of the highest in the ODST devision of the UNSC. Rook took a seat beside bishop, who was sitting with knight. "A'right chess squad. We have an entire 20 click area of NM(new Mombasa) to clear of aliens. Now, well send you all in together, so you don't get split up. I know it's brief, but there isn't much else for me to say to you. Except good luck." King saluted, and rook knight and bishop saluted back. As the three trotted over to their pods, Knight nudged Rook. "Hey lover boy, have a dream about your girlfriend?" He laughed and smacked his teammates back. Bishop sighed and just stepped into his pod to avoid conflict between the two. Rook said nothing as usual, to busy getting ready to drop. Knight laughed again, and hopped into his pod. Rook, the last one in his day down, and strapped on his safety harness. He looked over at Knight, the Pegasi's pod decorated with pictures of scantily clad mares. Bishop's pod was more... Clean, with a cross hanging over the emergency hatch and a small Bible tucked Into the corner. Rooks pod was clean and normal, save for one small picture he had. A tan bodies earth pony mare with a chocolate brown mane was sitting with rook on a bench, and they both were smiling and nuzzling. He smiled at the picture, and put his helmet on. Instantly, 2 small images of Knight and Bishop appeared in the left hand corner. They all had solemn faces, waiting for the drop. Suddenly, an automated feminine voice came over the pods speakers. "Dropping in 3" Rook clenched his chair. "2" he looked down and saw a head of sweat roll down Knight's face. "1" they all closed their eyes, and braced themselves.