Two hours overdue, and there would be fifteen people waiting for him in the departure lounge. Fourteen women and a boy. Caleb's toes were already curling with impatience when the Earth Team finally strutted into the departure lounge. There were six of them, each carrying an air about them as confident as his own.
First was Dr. Mia—hawk's eyes, a splice making her vision much better, to the point where she could be titled the sharpshooter of the team. Then there was Leo, the muscle-bound giant; it was pretty apparent that his bear genes were apparent from his towering frame and brute strength.
Zoey was a strategist and reflexive as a cat, to her dominant ataraxic calmed demeanor. Next came Ethan, whose wolf DNA made him possess predatory instincts and acute sensory skills. Sarah, venomous and flexible to the touch, slithered in quietly. Lastly, there was Alex, whose eagle genes granted him unmatched speed and aerial prowess.
