Brothers, Friends, and Loyalty

Laying on the cold, hard ground, the agonizing pain, wrenched through my body. Besides my brothers voiced yelling in my ear ... my father's voice rang through my head.. "Brothers by birth, Brothers by law. Friends by choice" while looking down the barrel of Agent smiths MP-5.. My brother's voice repeating what my father use to say..."Brothers by birth, Brothers by law. Friends by choice!"
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