Oneshot First Pair, 1st: Team Serenity

"Team Serenity, going in." I murmured into the comms. I signaled to Calm behind me to move out.
"Tranquil, aye."
"Peace, aye."
"Harmony, aye."
"Concord, aye."
"Placid, aye."
Across the zone, I knew that the others would be tightening the noose around our targets. This was not going to be easy. The darkness was not natural. Nothing about this setup looked natural, and every corner seemed to me to be a perfect ambush. I was getting paranoid. I kicked open a door and rushed in, gun raised and looking for the targets.
"Sector clear." Tranquil reported, all the way from the opposite side of the zone.
"Sector clear." Harmony echoed, directly west of my position. A single red light flashed once, then twice in my visor's display. The signal was coming from Placid. My blood went cold. Placid was the only one not part of a pair, and the sequence of flashes coming from him was our signal denoting the presence of hostiles.
I flashed a string of three yellow flashes through our system, alerting the others to cease all voice comms and work through hand signals. My breathing suddenly seemed to fill up the whole cargo bay as Calm and I slowly picked our way towards Placid's location. Placid was at the eastern end of the zone, just by the pier's edge. Having inserted via a boat, he would be in deep trouble if his position was compromised. He would be cornered against the Sea and isolated from the rest of us.
The various cargo containers around turned the place into a potential maze of death, giving ambush teams numerous killing fields. At least Placid's continuous signalling indicated that the primary concentrations of hostiles were around his position.
Click.
That was all the warning either Calm or I had before the world turned into an crackling inferno of death and destruction.

The mission was not going to be easy. We knew that from the start.
"Man, Team Weather? We are so screwed."
"Can it, Concord. Team Serenity is the best."
"Aw hell, Harmony, Team Weather is helluva good at defending a strongpoint or keeping alive in a trapped situation. We're trying to do what no one else has managed to do before! In case you haven't realised, every other defeat they've suffered is from either attacking or retrieving, not defending!"
"First time for everything, Concord. Shut up and get kitted up." I didn't want to admit it, but Concord's words embodied everything I feared about this fight.
"Hey, Brother? Are we really going in without magical support?"
"Yes, Tranquil. Any magic on this zone is our own personal magic. Unless you happen to have a hidden destructive talent for magic, I say you leave magic to Peace, Harmony and me. Placid."
"Hmm?"
"You sure about this?" He nodded. Somehow, I wasn't too sure that Placid would be alright. He hadn't been the same after that incident. Nowadays, he was much quieter and kept to himself mostly. "You don't have to insert that way, Placid."
He just shrugged. "No pain, no gain, Amity." His voice seemed much more... hollow from what I remembered.
Now, pulling myself back up and behind cover and dragging Calm behind the container as well, I wondered how things could have gone so bad, so quickly. Gunfire tore the night apart and the previously dark harbour was in flames in various areas. Calm got up, slightly disoriented by the explosives and I stated over the comms in our trademark robotic, emotionless, cool and steady voice.
"Position compromised, going loud."
I couldn't believe it. We were taking so much fire that the container we were hiding behind was nearly turning into so much scrap metal yet we had not even caught a glimpse of the opposing team. No wonder they were so good at defending. We couldn't shoot what we couldn't see.
I took a few steps back and vaulted onto the top of the twenty-feet tall container and landed on one knee, gun firing on full auto in a wide arc, only to realise that I was shooting at smoke and shadows. The gunfire stopped as Calm landed beside me, looking for targets. I ran to the other edge of the container and took a quick look around from my vantage point.
The pier was empty, deserted and I could only spot Placid through his identification tag through my helmet. He was dangling from his legs from the top of the crane and blending in with the large hook. Suddenly, he fired and I just managed to see the bullet hit someone or something I could not see behind yet another container.
"Target eliminated." He uttered. He was good at what he did.
"Contact." Calm pronounced clearly behind me, already firing several shot down. I followed his arc of fire and spotted a trio of black-armoured hostiles moving towards the crane. Their combat armour was similar to our own in colour, though different in design. The matte-black colour made it seem as if I was looking at moving humanoid-shaped voids rather than at people.
I mimicked Calm's actions and started firing at them even as I started muttering the words to a spell. I suddenly froze as I realised that the bullets were just passing through them.
"Decoy." I was already turning around as I shared my realisation. I was too late. The three were already behind us and Calm was struck down instantly by several well-placed headshots. His armour shut down and he collapsed as I quickly finished my spell and several orbs of fire materialised around me and shot towards my foes.
"Calm here, guys, I'm down." Calm alerted the rest of the team.
The fireballs disabled one of them and my rifle took down another while the third threw down his gun and drew his sword from his back as he leapt at me. I took a couple more shots at him as I pulled out my twin swords as well, their blades singing with a mono-molecular field about it's edges as I activated it. My opponent's own bastard sword smashed down, taking full advantage of his weapon's strength to try and batter me down.
Luckily, I managed to roll to the side and rushed him before he could raise his sword for another blow. His sword was surprisingly swift for such a heavy weapon and it was all I could do to just parry his attacks and try to hit him once or twice.
All of a sudden, I heard Placid's calm, unhurried, yet distinctly hollow voice through the comms.
"Duck." I obeyed without thinking and above me, a single shot lanced into my foe's helmet, taking him down as well. I breathed heavily. That was too close.
Across the zone, there were other encounters and a quick check on my team's status showed that of the team, only my sister, Placid and Concord were still up apart from me. I confirmed with my team the total number of casualties inflicted on the other team; there was only one last opponent.
Leaving Calm to talk with the three foes from Team Weather we had taken down, I leapt from container to container, trying to spot the last target.

A/N: Hey guys, as promised, the first oneshot's up. Second will likely be coming up tomorrow. So, my inspiration from this came from Unreal Tournament 3. First-person shoot 'em up game, pretty fun. You've got two bands of super-soldiers fighting it out in all sorts of environs, etc etc etc. So I toyed with the idea of Teams fighting it out in a pre-set location with rules and all that and this was the result. The names of all the members of Team Serenity are just synonyms of, well, serenity obviously. Hah. Inspiration of Placid's dangle-sniping comes from the under-suspended-development-game, Starcraft: Ghost where I read from a review that you could actually hang upside down from a pipe and shoot the guy. I incorporated magic into it just because I incorporate magic into almost everything. Anything I write that doesnt have magic in it makes me feel lacking inside somehow. Heh. Aight, that's all for today, so glad to be able to finally post this. Bye!

-CerebrateBen