Hello everybody. I just want you all to know that yes, this is my second story but I haven't written one in a while. I will NOT continue Hard Drivers for my own reasons.
Hopefully you'll like this one. It's about a man named Cross Freeman who has fought his way through survival since he was a child and has promised himself to do whatever he could to help the people in need, even if it means killing enemies any way possible. He has been in the army since he was 8. He gets really violent when you get him mad, though he'll spare you if you're not an enemy. He doesn't really get along with others quite well, thought he has made a few good friends. He has some trouble taking a joke, but his humor is smart, and twisted sometimes. Some people go by his nicknames, either Ex or Jack which he doesn't mind. He's a mix between Italian and Puerto Rican but he does not know much of the two languages, is 5'7", 23 years old, has black medium hair brushed back, uses mostly blades; his katana as his primary and his combat knife as his secondary since he's mostly called in for infiltration missions, and has had experience with guns as well.
So, this covers the basics. More info will be added within the story.