Casper Casanova
"Huh," Casper said, "So you know of me, Isaac? Hm, must be because I'm on one of the leading pro teams? Or is it the fact that I'm one of the greatest snipers? Or even in that case, one of the best period? Haha, I'm probably not that good. And Isaac, you got it in one. I'm here to, for lack of a better word, guide yourselves to pro level. And if a team is better than you, go the way of self-destruction. It worked for me and Daxter when we were your age. Going guns blazing, not giving a damn if we die. Hahaha, those were good times..." Casper trailed off, "But, you might not want to do that if you have a mind to live. I will be mentoring you to be versed in all types of combat. That's my job. And after that, when, hopefully, you all go pro...I'll be retiring."
Casper turned around to look at the rest of the teams. He saw another pro going towards a giant of a person, "See that woman? That's Kelly Michaels. EAP, my team, defeated her team two months ago in the assassination game-type. Quite the challenge to, but we did it. I wonder why she's retiring only after five years...wait, I know. she hates this job. Bwaha! Funny."
He turned back to the teens that were the team he was mentoring, "And Hazel, I have sniper eyes. I'll shake your right hand." With that, Casper stuck out his right hand in her direction.
Jackson Jasper
Jackson had closed his eyes, still waiting. He had not an idea of where his teammates were. The teen opened his eyes to see a very gruff-looking woman in front of him. The way she held herself, and the scars, said she was obviously a professional. Jackson could only say, "Yes?"
In a curt tone, the woman said, "Hello. My name is Kelly Michaels. I am a professional Bullet Hell competitor and will be your team's mentor. Do you understand what this means?"
Jackson only looked at her. He understood what it meant, to have a mentor. He did research on all things Bullet Hell. He would have had to if he wanted to lead Kids of the Streets. Nodding, Jackson didn't say more. Kelly seemed to like this decision and sat next to him. "If you help us win, then we'll use you..." Jackson said after a few seconds, "But if you fail us...you're gone..."