Horus woke up with a start. He had fallen asleep at his desk, amidst a pile of reports, requests and various other bureaucratic paperwork. He looked at his watch to find he had only gotten about 3 hours of uncomfortable sleep and there was only one another hour before he needed to be awake anyways. Off in the corner was the latest orders from his commanding officer. Today was to be the final confirmation exercise for his new unit. The indoor urban operations training centre was being redone these last few days to simulate an archaic ruin. As with all training done here, they were going to be using real bullets against real aggressors either captured or cybernetic simulations. They were all the elite of the elite and only 100% success rates from here on out could be accepted. The world was too much at risk for anything less.

With little point in getting any more sleep Horus got up and began to do some morning exercises to work the sleep from his head. He wasn't the largest, strongest or fastest in his unit, but he didn't have to be. Each of them had a role to play and his particular talent was making the most use out of the groups expertise. Finishing a his sets he felt much better and went on to shower and change into his uniform. The uniform was a solid deep green with gold trim and a pair of bars across the wrist to denote his rank. He strapped on his heavily modified revolver. The gun had been a gift when he joined the unit. He didn't like it, preferring his old service pistol but politics demanded he carry it with him. Striding out into the corridor the lights in the hallway had just started to brighten in response to the day cycle. They were 400 meters underground he was told once. There was no sunlight down here and the cycles helped everyone keep a sense of time. He followed the smooth metal hallways down to the mess hall.

It was still early even by military standards and no one was around. He grabbed himself a cup of coffee and sat down at a table. As he sipped it he silently blessed the new unit and their capacity for making good coffee. He reviewed the mission again in silence as several shift workers started filing in and leaving for their various destinations. The rest of the crew were to meet him here within the hour. They would have one final go over before the mission.