Blood Brothers

Riot woke up and turned to face the outside. The morning sun beamed into the Divot, illuminating his ripped up shirt and wounds. He crawled out of the divot and stretched. His back ached but it wasn't going to stop him from finding his team.

He began walking once more, this time with less of a limp. The sound of very few birds chirping lighten his mood. All he could think about was his team. He was determined to kill whatever gets in his way.

It wasn't long until his pursuers from last night caught up to him. "You have to be shitting me.." he sighed and picked up his pace. Riot got behind a somewhat big tree. It was wide enough to hide his entire body. He watched as they got closer and closer to him. Riot's eyes specifically locked onto one of the armed men. They weren't like the other ones. They were carrying a G36K with a level 3 vest that held 3 mag pouches. What made Riot most curious was his helmet. It wasn't like anything he's seen before. His face was covered by a balaclava with a helmet that had a somewhat high tech NVG attached to it.

The more and more he inspected them, the more interested he got. Almost all his gear looked somewhat high tech. "How did they get all this.." He thought to himself. Suddenly the man waved his finger in the air, making the other men walk away from the area. Riot was a little confused by this but he wasn't too concerned since it was only him now.

"Alright buddy, come out I know your here." The man spoke, his voice deep and gravelly. A shiver ran up Riot's spine after he spoke. Riot sighed and knew there was nowhere for him to run and if he tried, he'd most likely get shot down.

Riot straightened himself and walked out of cover. The man's head shot over towards Riot. "Good, now we both know what will happen if you don't comply so turn around and raise your hands where i can see them.

"Tch." Riot gritted his teeth and bit his tongue. He turned around and raised his hands, just enough he could see them. The man walked up behind him getting ready to zip tie his hands together.

Riot quickly stepped to the side and turned around, swinging at the man. His punch would land on his jaw but it only stunned him for a moment. "ugh.. Big mistake." The man began walking up to Riot menacingly. Riot was at a slight disadvantage due to his condition but he wasn't willing to back down.

Riot swung a few more times but he kept dodging his attacks. The man then proceeds to grab Riot and slam him onto the ground, knocking the wind out of him. He stood up coughing. "Your making this worse for yourself" The man suggested for him to stop.

Riot wasn't sure what to do besides run. He quickly got up and turned around quickly making a break for it. His adrenaline pushed his body to the max, making him run as fast as he could. However the man was simply faster than him. He tackled Riot to the ground and injected a solution into him, knocking him out.

"Sorry to do this to you Ryan." The man spoke. He lifted his radio brought it up to his mouth. "Subject 001 has been captured." A voice came through the radio, directing him to a certain location. "Over and out" The man picked Riot up and began walking.

Several hours went by and he finally arrived at the specified location. Two armed men opened the door for him and he began walking down a pair of stairs.

"Welcome back Sparrow." A slightly old man spoke. He nodded and kept walking. Sparrow placed him inside a cell and the cell up. "Sorry again." he said as he walked off. Riot woke up not long after and looked at his surroundings.

"Where am I?" He soon realised that he was captured just like Jackal. "HEY! LET ME OUT YOU BASTARDS!" Riot shouted at the top of his lungs. The old man from earlier walked up to his cell and tazed him. He fell to the ground, groaning in pain. "Alright how about you keep it down and I'll tell you everything." The old man said as he pulled a chair up in front of the cell, just out of Riots reach.

"Well let me start from the begging. You are, Subject 001 otherwise known as Ryan Carnel. We have brought you here due to you being an escapee and or a fail project-" Riot cut the man off. "What do you mean by subject? I was never part of your stupid little lab experiment!"

The old man shook his head and chuckled. "See that's what you think. The truth his kid, your memories were erased and you were taken from your home at the young age of 7. However you weren't the only one, your older brother was as well."

Riots eyes widened. "Huh? I don't have a brother what are you talking about? Why was I taken from my home anhow?! Grrr I'm going to kill you and everyone in here!" Riot grabbed onto the bars of the cell door in anger.

"Hmph. Deny it all you want but deep down you knew there was something off about yourself. Oh and for your information, your entire team are subjects as well. I mean did you really think that you and your childhood friends just magically got into the same platoon Your so dense." The old man grabbed the chair and placed it back where it came from. He then looked at Riot and smirked.

"Get some rest, we have some big plans for you." he said as he walked off. Riot sat down on the bed in the cell and covered his face with his hands.

"Is my life an entire lie?"