PROLOGUE
15 years ago...
Hybrid POV
"Where is the money?!"
"I-in t-the cabinet!"
"Check the cabinet!"
One man moved to the living room, grabbing the little container that had all the family's money in it. The other was still standing in front of my parents, aimimg his gun at my mother's head.
"Why are you doing this?" Asked my mother.
"Shut up!"
"Why are you doing this?" She asked again.
"I said shut the fuck up!!!"
"Why are you-" She was cut short by a bullet entering her skull, killing her.
They shot my mother, than they proceeded executing my family members. My father, and my sister. Than they shot me in the stomach. I went black, and the next thing I remember is waking up in hospital. I was just 14 at the time.
10 years later...
Denmark
My squad and I moved trough the building, sweeping every room and hallway until we had reached the top floor. These terrorists calling themselves 'white masks' have a hold of a politician of some sorts, who we need to save. The Danish government wanted the best, so they sent us in. We were broadcasted live on TV, which is a disatvantage, since terrorists may watch TV, I don't know. It all went well until I spotted a terrorist in the hallway. I shot him, but suddenly bullets were sprayed at us. I couldn't do anything but lay on the floor, praying not to be shot. By the time I got up, some spec ops team killed the dudes hiding and I realised, that all around me were dead bodies of my friends. Moving trough every body, taking their dog tags, I finally found my best friends body. I got on one knee, and couldn't do anything but let the tears fall. We were best friends since kindergarten, and seeing him go by my fuck-up, was just horrible.
A/N: So that's it for the prologue, next chapter we will be introduced to the Rainbow guys.