Twisted life chapter 1

IRAQ 2009: MAVERICK MARINE ELITE SNIPER

"Why does this always happen to me"

"Shut up"

"Sorry just kinda p-oed"

"Maybe if you weren't so headstrong"

Sorry I'm getting a little ahead of myself my names mark my friends call me maverick I have been in Iran for 4 years now fulfilling my dreams. My leader who thinks I'm a little to crazy. Hates my guts although I'm an elite he still treats me as a rookie. We were doing a training exercise until I got caught trying to free the prisoners. Unlike my squad members I'm very headstrong and don't think things through. I charged in from the back and freed the prisoner (fake dummy's) all was going well until "smack" I woke up 2 hours later on a cot.

"Your finally awake"

"Owwwww" what happened" I said In agony

Boastfully and arrogantly he replied "you let your guard down"

"You didn't have to hit me"

He just chuckled and went back to sharpening his knife.

He says the only reason I'm an elite because I never miss a shot. I have never missed a shot in my life "if I see you your dead." My friends like to stay on my good side. I have a short temper and I'm an elite. I'm an elite at hand-to-hand combat and I'm an expert at throwing knives. My life was pretty well and dandy until my life flipped and I found myself a leader on a mission that may very well be my last.