48 hours later
Los Angeles CaliforniaFormer Army Ranger 47 year old Mitchell Branson walked into the kitchen of his 5 story house, to fix up coffee. He had balding gray hair, blue eyes, clean shave, looked young, built, and 6 foot two. His wife and kids were in the bedrooms sleeping, and the t.v was on the news channel. Branson started fixing up the coffee, pouring it into a coffee cup, poured sugar in it, grabbed a butter knife, and began stirring it up. Branson's dog, German Shepherd rescue dog Micah, came into the kitchen sniffing Branson's leg.
"Hey girl. Want some treat? Huh?" Branson walked to the cabinet near him, opened it up, and pulled out a can of dog food. He popped the can open with his bare hands, poured it in a bowl, and sat it in front of Micah. Micah started eating it thoroughly, without taking a breath. Branson smiled, grabbed his coffee, and the newspaper off the table, and walks to the living room. He sits down on the couch, takes a sip of his coffee, and sits it on the little 1 foot tall table. Something on the T.V caught his eye. He stared at the T.V, and there was naval ships under water or smoke still coming out of it. His eyes got large, and he stood up off the couch eying the T.V. "Oh no," He added. His wife Julianne came walking into the room, with her eyes tired.
"Honey what's going on?"
"Come here look at this," Branson instructed her as she walked around the couch to stand beside Branson. She looked at the t.v, and began to cover her mouth.
"What happened?"
"Khalil. It's Khalil."
"Can't be. Thought he was dead?"
"Apparently not. Hundreds of lives lost in just one day."
"How do you know it was him?"
"The News Lady said."
"Oh makes sense."
The house phone laying on the arm of the couch started ringing. Julianne walks to it, and picks it up, then answers it. She then points the phone to Branson. "It's for you."
"What?" Branson said walking over to her, and grabbing the phone out her hand. He put the phone to his ear. "Who the hell is this?"
The voice on the other end said, "Easy Son...This is Onyx."
"Why you callin me?"
"You seen the news?"
"Yeah what about it?"
"Okay this is sounding really really corny like a Swiffer commercial. Explain this to me more convenient."
"We're going after him."
"That's what the Army is for Onyx."
"Your son James was aboard."
"No not my James."
"Corporal James Branson."
"No. You don't know if he escaped!!"
"We'll that whole area is filled with fire, and bodies are floating in the water. So choose what you wanna do."
"Oh my gosh his wife.."
"Reports have it that she may have escaped, but it's still unclear."
"So what's next huh?" Branson yelled as Julianne was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Branson walked over to the couch and sat down. Onyx spoke once again.
"We're rounding up the old team."
"How do we know if they are still alive? It's been years."
"Is your wife around?"
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Raiden Redemption
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