Raiden Redemption

Prologue (The Invasion)

Over seas, with the sun shining bright, with 5 American heavily armed naval fleets, and jets blazing through the sky for test runs. The fleets floated across the water in a good pace, with a couple soldiers on deck, and Jets landing in on the path way. Below the deck, in a room occupied by a bed, a dresser, a little fridge in the corner, sat Corporal James Branson and his wife Maria Branson. Corporal James began to put his white T-shirt on, and Maria helping him.

"Do I have to do everything for you?" Maria asked sarcastically.

"Dang girl, you came over here yourself helping me," James laughed, and Maria chuckled. James had short brown hair, blue eyes, and a little bush around his mouth, 26 years old. Maria had long Black hair, brown eyes, slim face, and a strong jaw line. She was 27. James kissed Maria once again, and she laughed as usual.

"Did Colonel Diggens ask anything out of you lately?"

"I have another patrol with the so called park rangers. We had Intel that a known terrorist smuggled drugs and heavy weapons into the heart of Africa not too long ago."

"How will you find it?"

"What the drugs and weapons?"

"Yeah."

"Geez, that's actually the dumbest question anyone has ever asked me," James laughed again.

"Well I just wanted to make sure your were okay that's all. There anything wrong with that?"

"To a certain extent. Baby, I'll be fine. We'll be fine."

"When do you gotta head out?"

"Just a few minutes. It'll be a quick run n' gun. Than I'll be back to attend to you."

"How did I even get on this thing?"

"No clue," James put on a black shirt, and Maria was sitting on the bed on her lap top. James looked at her. "Alright, I'm headed to the Armory. Then I'll be up topside. I'll see you soon," He added.

"Alright I'll see you," Maria said as James leaned in close to her and kissed her again. James smiled at her then walked out the room, shutting the door behind him. He began walking down the hallway, and other soldiers and staff were walking through past him as well, having conversations. His best friend Sargeant Dylan Jenkins appeared behind him, grabbing his shoulders and scaring him. James jumped in fear, turned around, grabbed Dylan, and pinned him against the wall. Dylan's back banged against the wall, his eyes got large, and when James came back to reality, he let Dylan go off the wall.

"I'm sorry, I'm just in a different mind set right now."

"What's going on with you?"

"Nothing man. I just have this bad feeling."

"About? The Mission? And how you think it's gonna go wrong?"

"I mean yeah. My wife was in there talking like she was worried which made me worried," James said as they both started walking down the hallway to the Armory.

"Shouldn't you be determined rather than being scared?"

"I didn't say I was scared. I said I was worried. And I'm nervous at the same time."

"Your hard to figure out James."

"Ain't everyone?"

They both walked into the armory, and there was weapons hanging on the wall, along with vests, uniforms, and grenades. Dylan had a bushy beard, slick black hair and brown eyes. 218 pounds of muscle. The both of them started walking around and getting their weapons and gear, and 4 more soldiers walked into the armory. They started preparing and putting on armor and weapons.