Merc Stories

2 USECs, a BEAR, and an unwilling Scav Raider find themselves in Remnant following a mission from Peacekeeper gone wrong. Is this liberation from the hell that is Tarkov? Or another layer of it brewing slowly over time? Please bear with the long paragraphs and mistakes in earlier chapters. It's been years since I first began writing this fic out.

A writer of emotions, in ink filled with visions. I.g @merc_toshney

' living hoes '

Rima strife a known merc since she's been out of the FBI and armies, has been making her own money offing off anyone and taking any job that pays, the state and governments even use her for her special abilities she's better army specialist the Rick Flag himself never miss a target, never has a incomplete job, her only known residence is being Adopted by Bruce Wayne, not even he himself knows what she does, but when Joker hires her what can go wrong between a mystery beauty with a deadly past and a psycho clown attracted to death. A raging love affair and a mercenary what could go wrong?

This story takes place in a dystopian future where cybernetics run supreme and corporations are in charge of our world. My name is Deus Silverhand and i am the son of the terroist Johnny Silverhand.

"There are three types of people in the world. People who give up - hardly worth your time because they gave up their own life a long time ago. Then there are people who put themselves first, stepping over everyone for their own gain and carting hearts of ice. And lastly, people who put others first - the loyal to a fault ones." The man paused, voice ruff, before sighing. Shaking his shaggy head, he smirked at the young man sitting lazily in the old love-seat across from him. "Frankly, I think your all three, even if technically you are a 'supper-villain'." The young man made a disgruntled sound at the decryption, looking away. "Those heroes", he hissed,"shouldn't have messed with me while I was working." The older man raised an eyebrow. "Weren't you stealing a historical artifact from the highest guarded museum in the country?"

ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ғᴇᴇᴛ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛɪᴍᴇs, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇʙᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴀɴᴛs, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ sʜɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ

this is like a "A wandering story" meaning no plot or description....

The modern era has ended. The world as we know it is over, replaced by that of the New Frontier. Endless possibilities await for those willing to take the risks... The last Great War has ended along the outer rim of the human colonies, and in this lull of hesitant peace is where our story begins... This is a series of small stories following the life of a lone mercenary, cutting out his own existence in this strange new world.

Once a normal teen, soon to be Mercenary, will he able to become "The Greatest Merc"?, Let's find out. Written by, iambetrayed and Galaxy.

A weapon that's all she is. Killing is all she's ever known since the beginning. A weapon like no other indestructible, agile, strong,

The next Spartans are a group of mercenaries that have been working in the dark for some time. Now they're about to make their move to go public.

Walker is a bounty hunter living out the infamous life of killing for credits. Little does he know the new job he's about to undertake is a bit more than what he signed up for: kill the governor of Ankou, get paid 50,000,000 Credits no questions asked.