"Well, this is certainly an odd meeting."
The voice came from one of the people at the table.
Rex, who happened to be seated farthest away from the door, stretched a bit and said, "I honestly have to agree. Who would expect that the leader of the Scarlet Riders," he pointed at a girl throwing a knife like a baton, "the chief of the Skull," and pointed to a muscled man with a shotgun tied to his chair, "the leader of the Brigade," he said, pointing at a young teen with sunglasses (and the speaker from earlier), "me, and the leader of the Bunker Boys would work together? Not me." He threw up his hands in the air, then looked around and said, "Come to think of it, Mark isn't here, is he?"
The leader of the Scarlet Riders caught her knife in midair and remarked, "I thought he died on death row. Which was a shame, but meant less competition." She resumed throwing her knife.
The chief of the Skull grunted. "I hated that guy. Always acting smug and superior because he was from the Organization. I wanted to empty a few rounds into him so, so badly."
Just then, the door flew open, and Mark, holding an umbrella, walked into the room, earning a deadly look from the chief of the Skull, which Mark payed no attention to.
He took the empty seat which happened to be next to Rex and the door. He folded his umbrella - "Sorry, it was raining a little while ago" - and sat down.
"Hey, guys. Did I miss anything?"
Rex sighed, then said, "Always late as usual. No, you didn't. We were about to get started."
"Alright, good." Mark cleared his throat, then began, "Look, the Organization's been a problem ever since it showed up. It's interfering with each of our interests, and we are losing members to the Organization day by day."
"We can't handle the Organization alone. With over 1,000 agents, we'll be screwed if we tried individual efforts. So, what I'm saying here is...let's work together."
The leader of the Scarlet Riders stopped throwing her knife once again, but this time placed it away in a sheath on her belt. "You are asking me, who has been the leader of a rival group, to join forces against the Organization?"
The chief of the Skull grunted. "I'd be happier dying then working with you."
The leader of the Brigade stood up, and said, "Now look. We've been rivals for a while. We've had territory wars going way back. But now there's a bigger threat here. If we don't stand together, we will fall divided." He sat back down.
The chief of the Skull sighed. "True...but...with him?"
Mark shrugged. "Beats me. If you want out of this deal, then go ahead and leave. I won't mind."
There was silence. Then the chief of the Skull said, with a hint of reluctance, "I'll work with you." The leader of the Brigade nodded in agreement.
The leader of the Scarlet Riders said, "Well, this seems like a plan worth going for. I'm in." Rex nodded.
Mark smiled. "Good. Very good. Yes."
"Now...for business. If we operated as seperate groups, we'd crumble. Yes, we work together, but that won't help. Let's merge our groups together, temporarily."
The leader of the Brigade nodded. "Stragetically wise."
The chief of the Skull grunted, and in a rare moment, smiled, and then said, "What's next, the sky falling," but his attitude told Mark that he was in.
The leader of the Scarlet Riders quipped, "Hear, hear." She paused, then said, "Yeah, I'm in."
Rex said, "So am I."
"Alright. From now on...this unified group will be called..."
"The Axis."