I just want you all to know that I will still be updating my other story We're Still Here as well as this story. I will be updating both. This chapter may be short because it is just an introduction. I really want to know what you guys think about this idea so please review so I know what you guys think. After the first couple chapters if no one really likes it, I will put all my focus back into We're Still Here. I hope you guys enjoy!

Keegan was never much of a talker. He hardly said anything unless he really needed to, or unless they were on a mission. Everyone knew this. He always kept his mask on as well, although he took it off when he was on base. He liked to keep to himself. He never really wanted to let people in. The only ones he let get close to him were his teammates. They were his family, and he would die to protect his family.

It was late in the evening. They had just gotten back from an exhausting mission. He planned on skipping dinner and just grabbing a quick shower before bed. He wasn't that hungry. He was too tired to even really think about food. He almost contemplated skipping the shower too, but, according to Hesh, he reeked. Since he shared a room with Kick he figured he'd be courteous and take one so the younger man wouldn't have to smell him. Then again, Kick had been a major pain in the ass lately.

Kick was the exact opposite of him. He was the social butterfly of the group. The kid never stopped talking. He'd run his mouth constantly. He loved to joke around too. He was also the world's biggest prankster. He didn't pull pranks so much anymore though because of the last one he pulled a few months ago. Merrick about beat him lifeless after the kid had dyed his beard blue while he was sleeping. It took weeks to wash out. He had to admit though, it was pretty funny. No one could take Merrick seriously. Especially not Hesh. He'd call him 'Old Bluebeard' behind his back and him and Kick would smile and snicker during the briefings.

"Keegan?"

He jumped and cursed himself silently for not paying attention to his surroundings. This was how you got killed. He turned around to find Elias standing there looking somewhat amused at the fact that he had managed to sneak up on Keegan. The small smile however vanished almost as soon as it appeared. That was slightly concerning. Something must be wrong. His thoughts were confirmed when Elias beckoned him closer. "I need to speak with you. In private." Keegan simply nodded and followed his commanding officer to his office. He was slightly nervous but didn't let it show on his face. Elias usually only took him to his office if it was something very important.

Upon entering, Elias signaled him to sit down. His office was very organized besides the piles of papers strewn about the desk. There was a picture of him and his sons from when they were little. It was a picture of them hunting. Hesh was standing next to Logan while Elias stood behind them, a hand on either of their shoulders. They all wore bright orange vests and we're holding their rifles up. He smiled. The boys had grown a lot. They were just like their old man.

Elias sighed and rested his elbows on the desk. Keegan swallowed the knot in his throat. He knew by the expression on his Captain's face that the news was bad. "Keegan, I don't really know how to tell you this," the man shook his head sadly but continued. "Your brother, Jacob Russ, was on a mission in No Man's Land. His squad was ambushed by a group of Federation soldiers." Keegan felt dread wash over him. No Man's Land was a dangerous place. Even for the Ghosts. His younger brother Jacob was just a regular Infantry soldier in the United States Army. "Keegan, your brother was KIA." Elias's words were like a strong punch to the gut. His brother was the only family he had left.

His composure faltered as he sat back in the chair, putting his head in his hands. Screw his composure, his brother was dead. Their parents had died when they where very young. They had been killed in a car accident. He and Jacob were moved to various foster homes throughout their childhood. He had always done everything he could to protect his brother through thick and thin. When Keegan had turned eighteen he had immediately signed up for the Army. He was sick of foster homes. His brother was two years younger than him and had begged him to stay with him until he also turned eighteen. The two ended up getting into a huge fight that ended badly. Things had been said that shouldn't have been said. They never spoke to each other after that.

Keegan always kept tabs on his brother though. When he became a Ghost he was able to pull up information on his brother's unit. He always knew where he was and what he would be doing. There were benefits to being a highly elite squad. But now none of that seemed to matter because his brother was gone. They had no other siblings and no other family. The Russ brothers where all that was left. He regretted that fight...

"That's not all," Elias said. What else could there possibly be? Could this get any worse? "Keegan, I know you and your brother hadn't talked in a very long time. Were you aware that your brother Jacob was married?" Married? Jacob had gotten married?! He had no clue that his brother was involved with a women. Seeing the complete shock on Keegan's face, he continued. "Jacob was married to a woman named Taylor Keyys. She died a few years back from Skin Cancer," he explained.

"I...I had no idea," Keegan said.

"I know this must be really hard for you Keegan, but there's more. Your brother had three kids. Three girls actually." Keegan sat up. His brother had kids? That must be a mistake. He would have told him. Wouldn't he? Had his brother been that upset with him for leaving? He had gotten married and had kids and he never called or anything? Not even a card or letter? "Where are they?" Keegan asked quickly.

"Battle Creek, Michigan. Great place to raise a family. Practically untouched by the war," Elias reassured.

Keegan thought for a moment. "Who's going to watch his kids? What will happen to them?"

Elias looked at him sadly. He knew it. He knew the news would get worse. "Keegan, Rorke knew about your family. He knew where to find your brother Jacob. He wanted to kill him to send a message, but that's not why I called you here. His kid's were going to be placed into foster care until we received Intel that Rorke was planning on kidnapping your nieces. " Keegan clenched his fists.

"That bastard! He's going to bring three girls into this war? They haven't done anything!"

Elias nodded. "I know. Which is why I am sending you and the rest of the team to keep an eye on the girls while we get this situation figured out. Maybe you'll be able to bond with them. Have some closure."

Keegan tilted his head. "Your sending us out on a mission to protect my nieces?"

"Yes, I am. Family is important Keegan. I know you and your brother never really spoke. You may not have known about his family but you have a chance now to get to know them. You have a chance to protect them. Rorke thinks he can just walk in and take them to use against you. Who knows, maybe we will be able to get him as well."

Keegan desperately wanted to go. He needed to see his brother's kids. He hadn't even known they existed until now. They were his family and someone was out to get them. He wouldn't let that happen. "Thank you sir," Keegan stood from the chair. "I'd go get ready. Tell the others. You boys leave at 0600 hours." Keegan nodded and went to inform the rest of the team. Looks like he was skipping that shower after all.

Again, I know the chapter is short but it is just an introduction to everything. The next one will be longer, I promise. Please review to let me know what you think.