The shuttle moved slowly across the emptiness f space. It was on it’s way to the docked ISS Cerberus. Abi sat on one of the benches reading the files of all the marines on board, they looked good on paper but Abi knew Paper only went so far. She would have to see for herself, she enjoyed breaking Marines and reforging them. She hadn’t manged it yet but she always dreamed of making the whole force of marines on a ship, loyal only to her. Just like her vixens.

They where all sitting about, some where working on their weapons others where resting. Abi’s eyes where drawn to an annoyed grunt, they rested on Lana, she was a heavy weapons specialists. She was a 6‘9” slab of muscle. Her face was square and her head was closely shaved. Lana wasn’t the brightest light, but she was an artist with explosives and in a fight she could punch as hard as he weapons hit.

Next to her was the source of her annoyance, Miranda, the medic. She often asked Lana cerebral questions, because it was funny to see Lana’s reaction. Miranda was young, but only fools underestimated her. Her IQ was 263 and she was ruthless. She was an experiment by her parents. To create a person with a high IQ and hardly no emotions. It didn’t work entirely right. Miranda was super intelligence. however the strongest emotions where still present. She felt happiness, Sadness, confidence, humour and pride but nothing else no empathy, remorse or anything like that. it meant she was perfect as a medic because she could concentrate no matte the situation., she could conduct surgery while being shelled and she was a crack shot because nothing phased her. Miranda had strawberry blonde hair tied in a bun and a well defined face with no impurities, be was 5‘9”.

Miranda wasn’t the only discarded experiment in the Vixens. The other was Poppy she was the CQB specialists. She sat in the back corner sharpening her knife. Abi wasn’t sure Poppy could get the knife any sharper. Poppy was 6‘1”, she looked almost skeletal in appearance with thin limbs and a sharp face. However once any one had seen her in action, they knew that her appearance was deceiving. She was the result if an experiment to create a super solider. Her bones had been infused with metal, making her very durable, her reflexives where faster and her reaction time was impressive. However the experiment was scrapped as the work had shortened Poppy’s life span to half, given her insomnia and made her mute. The vixens had learnt to communicate with her via body language and subtle gestures.

The final vixen was Maggie for all intense and purposes Maggie was the only other ‘normal’ member of the vixens aside from Abi. She was 5‘1” with long black hair and a tanned complexion. She was a sniper and one of the best, if not the best. Her accuracy rating was 99% and her hit to kill ration was 100%. Every shot she hit was a kill shot. Abi had seen Maggie take down 9 out of ten charging Klingons before they even got the defensive line. She was sitting next to Abi her hand entwined with hers.they had been a thing for a few months. Abi had always sad she would never enter into a relationship with those under her command but she couldn’t help her heart. The Vixens had been shocked to begin with but they got used to it soon enough.

The shuttle docked after a few minutes and Abi and her Vixens disembarked. Once out of the shuttle Abi turned to her team “Right, you know the drill. Miranda scout out the marines. Lana inspect the armoury and register our weapons. Poppy secure our quarters. Me and Maggie will scout he ship out and see what’s what. We might even pay a visit to the COS office. see who where working with.” Abi ordered. The vixen all nodded and went about their tasks.

Mar. Capt Graham (MACO CO)