Wow, chapter 1 was terrible, just awful. And I left it without a disclaimer!

Well this chapter will be better and longer, I promise!

SOME of this is cannon, but I get the CnC time line all messed up, sorry. Also there will be non-canon missions within this fanfic. And divider

Disclaimer: I in no way own or claim to own the Command and Conquer franchise, its logo's or anything else. Enjoy.

Been a few month's since I last wrote in this journal. There's a new Tiberium war. The third in fifty years. So far the brotherhood is winning. I think it's because of this new Commander. He's promising, and smart. We've taken DC and a few other cities across the world. I've been transferred to duty in the USA. Time to go home boy's. Most of the militant's are just kid's, sucked in by Kane's speeches, and promises of Ascension.

I Joined because of my dad. He was a Nod soldier in the first Tiberium war, and a commander in the second. If it weren't for my dad, the second Tiberium war would've been lost. And Nod would have never been unified. He was an excellent and faithful commander. He worked as a subordinate to General Anton Slavik.

He died last year, when he saw the third war start. I went to his funeral. Three hour's after to be precise. I hated myself for missing it. So I sat near his grave with a flower, and a bottle of rum. He was a drinker, he loved his rum alright. I sat there and thought about the last thing I said to him, I said "Don't worry dad, there won't be another war. I promise". I guess I lied to him. Its going to haunt me for the rest my life.

My brother hate's me. I understand, for one he's a GDI soldier, and second, because I was dad's favorite son. My brother, god, I wish we could have a better relationship, I still check the list of dead soldier's on the GDI after-action report's, to see if J. Lellans is dead.

Back to war. The GDI took back DC, and now were being forced back to North Carolina.

I hope I make it alright. I'll slaughter the GDI for my father.

I'm being sent to Europe, London to be exact. I'm spying for this mission. Commando's specialties are Stealth, And Combat.

I almost didn't survive this last mission. I got caught sending a message to Nod, I was there for two month's. Mostly avoiding GDI and trying to find a way out of the United Kingdom. I did it though. And here I am in Ayers Rock. Recovering from shot's taken during my mission. I'm stuck in bed, doc said I should stay for a few more week's. Well, whatever the doctor say's.

Were experimenting with a new weapon, they call it the, "Redeemer". It's a huge quadruped walker,

they're saying it can crush mammoth's, and fire three obelisk laser's at the same time.

I was chosen at "Random", yeah right. Random. To them I'm just a dumb little ant, my life is worth nothing. Hah. I'm one of the best soldier's there is. And they say that's an understatement.

The Redeemer was a decent ride. Balanced, somewhat slow, but Very powerful. Wish I had one for this next battle, were going to Italy, going after Malta. Hope we win. In the name of Kane.

That battle was a disaster. The militia in Malta managed to hold off our invasion long enough for the Italian navy to get there and utterly destroy our forces. I made it out just in time, a few more minutes there and I would be like the hundreds of Militant's after the battle, floating in the water, or lying on the beach. Dead of course. Quite a few GDI were killed. Last I heard my brother J. was here, I wonder whether he left in time before the battle?

I checked the after-action report for the battle, J. was transferred to the London green-zone three days ago. I guess we were lucky this time.

Sarajevo, dusty out here, all the plant's are dead from Tiberium. It's an eerie place, a large city in the Balkans, but totally empty. So far just guard duty. Patrolling bi-weekly, every once in awhile we get a GDI straggler, or a Tiberium monster. Temple Prime, what a grand structure. It's inspirational to those kids. Its home to Kilian Qatar, What a beautiful woman. And a great commander.

Been a month since they thought Temple Prime was going to be attacked. Was a false alarm.

I've been transferred back to the White House, Nod intelligence intercepted a communication from GDI that they were massing forces to take back DC. I kinda hope they're right. I've been itching for some action.

They did it. They took back DC. It was a total disaster, again. My men. Those young boy's...

I survived. That's what count's I guess.

After-action report: 7284 GDI infantry dead. No J. Lellans. Maybe next time I'll catch him. Maybe next time. Maybe next time...

G**d*mn! I am lazy. This took me about a week and a half to finish this one chapter. It is betterthough. Please Review. I enjoy Constructive Criticism, but not Ninjism. (ie: this sucks) The whole Brother thing is going to be a more major thing, and it might switch Characters, and writing style. (ie: No more Journal, more like "J. picked up the gun and cocked it back")