Chapter 2

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I woke up with a headache and a sore back. The last thing I remember was the tread of a boot meeting my face.

"Errggh" I grunted as I leaned forward.

I wondered why I was so sore? I hadn't even gotten shot and that kick to the face wouldn't have done that to me either.

I opened my eyes and assessed my surroundings to try and get some answers. I looked around and was not surprised at all to find myself in an almost completely white room with a mirror on one wall. Well of course it's not really a mirror but just one way glass. I looked down and realized I was handcuffed. Both of my hands handcuffed together and my feet were handcuffed to the chair. I leaned over and sniffed near my armpit. It reeked of sweat and filth. Judging by that I figured I have been in here like this for a while now. That's why my back was so sore.

"At least y'all let me sleep it off" I said to the empty room.

I tried to think of a reasonable way out of this situation but nothing came to mind.

Almost as if on queue the door opened to the room and in walked a large white she-wolf Kalimarian and right behind her was that massive black she-wolf that had knocked me out.

"Oh great she brought that bitch!" I thought as they both walked in.

Lieutenant Colonel Katelyn Bowman was sat down in front of me on the other side of the table. Meanwhile the Larger wolf stayed standing and proceeded to lean against the wall in the corner.

"Good morning human." The officer said.

"Nothing good about it." I remarked.

"I'm sure your wondering why your here or why your even alive right now."

"Let's cut to the chase and just get on with the questioning and torture already. I don't got time for these antics." I said not wanting to sit through the good cop bad cop bullshit.

"Mr Caine were are not going to torture you." She said and then pulled out some documents.

If she knows my name then does that mean she knows I'm apart of fenris? I thought they had orders to kill us on sight and take no prisoners. I thought.

Fenris was a special forces group created after the start of the Kalimarian Human War. With all of the portals to earth being shut down and or sealed off, the U.S military and several other human militaries were cut off from the larger chain of command and the proper resources to operate at full efficiency. Fenris was created from the remnants of whatever special operations personnel were still around after the cut off from earth. It didn't just consist of Americans though we dominated it by far, but it also consisted Russian spetsnaz, British SAS, and many other special forces groups from other countries that still had troops on Kalimaria. With the inability to get new fully trained soldiers to the front lines and the dwindling ability to train human civilians, we needed a group that could slow down and really hurt the Kalimarian military. Fenris was born to be the ultimate thorn in the side to the Kalimarians. We would do everything from simple convey ambushes to assassinating high ranking officers and even some political leaders. With that came the inevitable order from the Federation to execute any Fenris operatives who were caught. That also meant that they automatically labeled all of us war criminals to justify such actions. Now granted we do some very questionable things like all special forces groups do. War criminals however we are not. Now I know what you're thinking. "Didn't you just execute an unarmed man?" And to that I say yes, yes I did! He was a war criminal so I had every right to do that.

"How do you know my name?" I asked.

"Private First Class Scott Andrew Caine." The Colonel continued. "Born in April of 2005 in Texas. You joined the military at 17 as a 15T Blackhawk Repairer and you were a crew chief in the 160th SOAR by the age of 18. You were on deployment to the Sarachi region and were involved in a helicopter crash where you and a SSG Johnathan Baker were the only survivors of the crash. After that all records of your service stopped being updated." The colonel explained.

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